Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 203: The Competition Sponsor Turns Out to Be the Yan Family

At precisely nine in the morning, the piano competition officially began.

Song Yinyin and Lu Jinyan followed the other parents into the waiting area for parents.

Huge LCD screens on both walls broadcasted the competition live.

At this moment, Song Yinyin’s gaze was fixed intently on the screen, her hands nervously clenched.

On the screen, the hostess, dressed in a gown, was the first to enter the venue. After a welcoming address, she continued:

"For this competition, we will be broadcasting live nationwide. Netizens can leave comments on the designated online platform for this event to select their favorite piano prodigy... Next, let’s welcome Mr. Yan Kejun, the president of Yan Group, to say a few words to our young contestants."

Upon hearing "Yan Group" and "Yan Kejun," Song Yinyin was rather surprised.

She truly hadn’t expected that the sponsor for this competition was Yan Group.

On the screen, a tall man in a very formal suit, black attire with a white shirt, strolled leisurely, attracting attention like a golden halo.

Standing at the podium, he nodded slightly and spoke aloud:

"Dear judges who have traveled from across the nation and the world, contestants, and all distinguished guests present, good evening! Welcome to the Steinway International Youth Piano Competition hosted by the Central Music College and sponsored by Yan Group..."

After six years of refinement, this man seemed to have become even more mature.

Song Yinyin squinted her almond-shaped eyes, feeling no attachment to Yan Kejun, just surprise, having not anticipated his presence at all...

Suddenly, a cool gaze was cast nearby, and the large hand that held her small hand tightened slightly.

It was Lu Jihan!

Song Yinyin felt an inexplicable chill run up her spine.

She sat up straight in fear and dared not move an inch.

"Are you very nervous?" he leaned close to her ear, gently exhaling warm breath.

Whether intentional or not, she felt his gaze was chilling, carrying a scrutinizing intent.

Song Yinyin awkwardly turned her head and smiled, "Of course I’m nervous, our son is about to go on stage, aren’t you?"

He squinted his sharp eyes, locking onto her pretty face.

Seeing no clues, he finally withdrew his gaze, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Since when did Yan Group become so high profile?"

It seemed like a casual remark, but Song Yinyin dared not respond.

Fortunately, he didn’t say anything further, and Song Yinyin breathed a silent sigh of relief.

The competition then began, and each contestant was to play a piece from Chinese or international music, with a duration not exceeding five minutes.

Song Dabai was placed in the kindergarten group.

Most of the children in this group were beginners, so the difficulty wasn’t high, and most of the pieces were rather short.

Some children played for less than two minutes before finishing.

Thus, from the start of the competition to Song Dabai’s turn, only half an hour had passed.

After the eighteenth contestant finished their piece, the hostess with the microphone announced: "Next, let’s welcome contestant number nineteen, little Song Dabai, to the stage to perform."

Hearing the hostess’s announcement on the screen, Song Yinyin felt her heart leap into her throat.

Unknowingly, out of nervousness, she instinctively grabbed tightly onto the man’s large hand beside her.

Lu Jihan lowered his gaze, his eyes landing on the small hand tightly grasping his large hand.

Slender as scallions, long and fair, the corners of his mouth curved slightly as he returned her grip, interlocking his fingers with hers.

Thus, their ten fingers interlocked tightly, with their palms pressed closely against each other.