Love Symphony: Let Your Heart Beat for Me-Chapter 133 -072 Sparkling Stars_2

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Chapter 133: Chapter072 Sparkling Stars_2

Her first performance with the group wasn’t perfect, but for her usual self, tonight had been an exceptional display.

He chuckled, raised his hand to ruffle her hair, full of affection: "Let’s go, Grandpa and Mom and Dad are waiting for us."

As they were nearing the resting room, Su Wan noticed a familiar figure standing at the corner from afar, clad in a black dress, standing there with a dignified posture, seeming to have waited for a long time.

Fu Weiheng glanced at Jiang Yun, who was walking towards them, and casually took the bow from Su Wan’s hand, saying, "I’ll go in first."

Su Wan nodded.

Jiang Yun walked up to her, hesitated for a long time with pursed lips, and then said, "The performance was wonderful."

Su Wan smiled, accidentally catching sight of a few strands of gray hair at her temples, suddenly feeling a bit sad, but she merely nodded slightly in response: "Thank you."

Her response seemed to have given Jiang Yun immense encouragement, who tentatively asked, "Are you hungry? Do you have time to grab a bite together?"

"No need." Su Wan politely declined.

Though it was an expected answer, Jiang Yun couldn’t help feeling a wave of disappointment. She composed herself, intending to take her leave, when she heard her say, "I’m a bit tired tonight, maybe next time."

A hint of surprise surged in the forlorn gaze, Jiang Yun froze for a few seconds, and when she spoke again, her voice was trembling with excitement: "Alright...alright."

Su Wan smiled and pointed to the door of the resting room: "I’ll head in first."

Jiang Yun quickly nodded: "Alright, go on, take good care of yourself."

"You too." she said, "...Mom."

Jiang Yun was stunned.

The door to the resting room had already closed, and the person in front of her had already left.

In that instant, Jiang Yun’s nose tingled, her eyes welled up with tears of excitement.

After the concert, Su Wan asked Fu Weiheng for a long vacation.

With graduation approaching, she needed to start preparing for her thesis defense and graduation concert. This immediately plunged her into another bout of endless busyness.

June, yet another graduation season.

The day before the college entrance exams, Su Wan, thinking about the exam candidate Qin Mu, found time to give her a call.

The call was answered by Su Yue, and after some small talk, Su Yue handed the phone to Qin Mu.

"Sis." The weak voice on the other end surprised Su Wan a bit.

She smiled and asked Qin Mu, "What’s wrong?"

Qin Mu cleared her throat and solemnly said, "...Nervous, afraid of doing too well."

Su Wan: "..."

Qin Mu chuckled: "What have you been busy with lately?"

Su Wan: "Thesis defense."

Qin Mu suddenly realized: "Oh right, you’re graduating too."

Su Wan: "Mm."

"Sis." Qin Mu lowered her voice, "When you’re done with graduation, can I come to Yanchuan to visit you?"

Su Wan agreed without hesitation: "Sure, good luck with the entrance exam."

...

A few days later, having survived the nerve-wracking thesis defense, she welcomed the long-anticipated graduation concert.

For the graduation concert, Su Wan ended up choosing Bach’s six Cello Suites, a purely solo performance which tests the performer’s playing skills, with each suite showcasing a different form.

Being Su Wan’s favorite cello solo suite, she was confident she could bring out all its emotional nuances and techniques to the fullest.

On the day of the graduation concert, she got up early, and upon arriving at school with Fu Weiheng, she unexpectedly encountered Jiang Yun outside the school concert hall.

Jiang Yun had also just arrived shortly before, having learned from Jiang Zhiyan a few days ago about Su Wan’s concert today. She had planned to quietly sit in the audience, watch her play, and leave without being noticed, but ended up running into her.

After the brief conversation from the other day, Jiang Yun was at ease and walked right up to her, candidly saying, "I’m here to see your graduation performance."

Su Wan smiled and acknowledged with a "hm," feeling distant and unsure of what else to say.

"Mr. Jiang." Fu Weiheng happened to be carrying her cello and came up, smiled and greeted, "Let’s go in."

By the time Su Wan got to the backstage resting room, Xu Chengyang and Yao Ye were already there, looking full of confidence and seemingly under no pressure.

Xu Chengyang: "Oh, after today, we’re really graduating..."

Yang Erjin, sitting beside Xu Chengyang, chimed in: "Yeah, Aunt Xu."

Unquestionably, Xu Chengyang gave her a playful flick on the forehead: "I’ll give you one more chance, call me what?"

Yang Erjin grinned and feigned a smile: "Sister Xu."

Yao Ye got goosebumps all over: "With graduation near, I have to watch you two show off your love here, it’s really enough."

Xu Chengyang smugly shook his head and put an arm around Su Wan’s shoulders, asking: "Wanwan, nervous?" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Su Wan answered very honestly: "No."

Xu Chengyang: "Ooh, impressive, little girl."

Yao Ye looked at Xu Chengyang in return: "Are you nervous?"

Xu Chengyang sneered: "Pfft, if I’m nervous, why would I join Paganini?"

Yao Ye applauded: "Impressive, Sister Xu, just don’t forget your lines when the time comes."

Xu Chengyang: "Hmph, even if I forget, you couldn’t forget a single note!"

Yao Ye: "..."

At this moment, the front desk teacher came to call out names. As per the draw order from yesterday, Su Wan was third, Xu Chengyang seventh, Yao Ye thirteenth, and Yang Erjin in the afternoon, the twentieth.

Each person had a performance time of half an hour. When Su Wan went on stage, she saw Fu Weiheng and Jiang Yun sitting together in the audience. There were many more people below than when they first entered, and Fu Weijin had also brought Ye Fan, sitting next to Fu Weiheng, full of anticipation and excitement.

Fu Weiheng sat below, face calm, his eyes fixed on her the entire time, never moving away.

Su Wan sat in the center of the stage, adjusted her posture, and began playing the melody slowly after receiving a nod from the examiner.

Bach’s six Cello Suites mostly comprised of antique dance tunes, including "Prelude," "Allemande," "Courante," "Sarabande," "Minuet," and "Gigue."

All the pieces were already well-practiced for Su Wan; she executed each position, intonation, melody, and the emotions to express with extreme precision.

Ever since accidentally hearing Su Wan’s performance in London five years ago, Fu Weiheng knew that, in every aspect, she was a cellist of great potential.

Otherwise, how could she have moved him to be on his mind for four years?

When the performance ended, she stood and bowed to express her gratitude, finally stepping down amidst a wave of warm applause.

Upon returning backstage, Xu Chengyang gave her a proud thumbs-up: "The blossom of the department, your performance was perfect!"

Yao Ye clapped and praised: "Incredible!"

Su Wan laughed and finally relaxed: "Good luck to you guys."

The two: "Definitely!"

After changing clothes and exiting the dressing room, Fu Weiheng was already waiting outside.

Hearing the noise, he turned his head, took a few steps forward to meet her, and took the cello from her shoulder, his deep voice carrying a distinct smile: "Very impressive."

She beamed, her eyes curved: "Thank you, Mr. Fu."

"Wanwan." He said, "Congratulations on your graduation."

Also, congratulations, I’m about to graduate.

...

The following graduation performances mostly went smoothly, Yao Ye chose Schumann’s "Three Romances," a beautiful, gentle, and romantic piece. For Yao Ye, who had been learning clarinet since childhood, performing on stage was easy.

Xu Chengyang’s choice was Ravel’s "Tsigan Rhapsody," a highly challenging piece, but she played it effortlessly, her nimble hands moving freely on the fingerboard, creating her unique style.

Even the always-picky Fu Weiheng couldn’t help but applaud and say: "Not bad."

To this, Xu Chengyang’s response was: "Hmph, as Fu the God’s junior fellow sister, if I didn’t even have this bit of promise, I might as well be the ninth junior sister as a ghost!"

"..."

With the final student’s performance completed, this once-a-year graduation concert finally concluded perfectly.