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Chapter 181

The large, black piano was pushed off stage, presenting Wei Ai's first violin group to the audience.

For any orchestra, though there was no objective difference between the instrument groups, everyone knew even if there wasn't a second violin group, double bass, trombone, or clarinet groups...

An orchestra couldn't exist without the first violin group!

For it was the soul of an orchestra!

The violin, known as the queen of musical instruments, was the most important of any orchestra. Alongside the piano and classical guitar, she was also amongst the world's three major musical instruments.

Wei Ai's first violin group originally had twenty-two members. Excluding Zayev, who had just been expelled, there should be twenty-one left. However, Grant noticed the strangely familiar face of a Chinese person amongst the twenty-two people before him!

The well-known critic considered him for a while then realized: this was Wei Ai's new deputy concertmaster!

After another moment of consideration, he thought of something else...

Just then, could that exquisite instrument have been played by this child?

But, he remembered from an introduction in a magazine that this young man was less than 25 years old!

If Grant knew Qi Mu had only just turned 23 this year, he would be completely shocked. A 23-year-old violinist could perform at Wei Ai's concert with no less skill than the concertmaster himself. This wasn't a joke from God?!

Dorenza did not give Grant anymore time to think. He glanced at Anthony, smiled at the dark-haired youth next to his concertmaster, then turned to the audience and announced, "Next is- 《Explosions Polka》!"

A roar of applause burst from the audience. Once it had ceased, Dorenza raised his baton, looked at the last drummer on the outskirts of the orchestra, and then-

"Bang!!!"

Explosive drumming ignited 《Explosions Polka》!

On the radiant stage, this orchestra at the top of the world played briskly. The flute leisurely floated in the air, the French horn rattled, the clarinet chimed, and the drums's rumbling continued to increase the explosive rhythm.

Its intensity was frightening but it was impossible for anyone to feel anxious.

Because the violin's warmth filled the air and touched the audience's ears with joy and delight. They couldn't help but smile with how happy they were!

Strauss and his son had incomparable talent when it came to the waltz. It was never incorrect to assign the title "Kings of Waltz" to their name.

《Explosions Polka》, like Johann Strauss's other waltzes, was light and airy, like elven spirits had danced into the Golden Concert Hall.

Waltz was a style of music that made people smile.

When a waltz began to play, no beautiful lady or handsome man could hesitate to take up a partner. No one would refuse to dance!

Waltz had such magical charm, Austrians had been addicted to it for hundreds of years.

Everyone in the theater wore soft expressions, fully immersed in the melody, but the master critic in the first row was an exception.

Grant was in his sixties and as a national treasure music critic in Belgium, he only wrote reviews on the world's top orchestras such as Bai Ai, Wei Ai, and New Ai. However, it had become increasingly difficult for him to find things to describe and convey things that he had not already said countless times over the past sixty years.

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