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Chapter 55: 055 Ye Wanlan’s performance, top-notch Su embroidery [1 update]

Chapter 55: 055 Ye Wanlan’s performance, top-notch Su embroidery [1 update]

“…”

The zither room descended into silence in an instant.

Lin Qin was dumbfounded.

She was ready to provide some covering remarks, but Ye Wanlan had directly answered.

What is “Rise in the Tide”?

One of Shenzhou’s ten great classical masterpieces!

It was also one of the three complete pieces that survived the War of Ten Thousand Armies and is the pièce de résistance of the Sect Leader of Heavenly Sound Sect, Lin Fanyin.

The score of “Rise in the Tide” had always been kept by the Lin Family and had never been made public.

The president of the Yunjing Zither Association had visited many times to no avail; the People of Lin Family wouldn’t relent and release the score.

The version of “Rise in the Tide” circulating in the market now is simplified and not the true “Rise in the Tide” from history.

Even so, the simplified version is a top-level difficult piece; without ten years of foundational zither training, it’s impossible to perform “Rise in the Tide” in its entirety.

Even those who don’t learn the zither know this.

Yue Qinhua spoke through gritted teeth, “Are you saying you’ve learned ‘Rise in the Tide’?”

“Yes,” Ye Wanlan replied calmly and composedly, “This piece is the one I’ve practiced the most.”

She had yet to play “Battle-Breaking Music” in its entirety.

Because “Battle-Breaking Music,” as its name suggests, was truly meant for the battlefield, its zither notes leading to death without injury.

“There will be no lesson today,” Yue Qinhua said abruptly as she stood up, her expression extremely cold, “Qinqin, I’ll come again next week.”

At the door, she turned back, “Young lady, it’s good to be ambitious, but lying to climb up the ladder will get you nowhere in life.”

With that, Yue Qinhua left without hesitation, clearly enraged to the extreme.

Even Lin Yue had not anticipated this outcome.

Ye Wanlan also stood up.

It seemed that the teacher Lin Woyu had brought in was quite mediocre.

She no longer needed to attend such lessons.

“Wait.”

Ye Wanlan turned around.

Lin Qin called out to her, passing over a book titled “Zither Basic Chapter” with a cold expression, “To learn the zither, you must start with the basics. Understand the finger techniques first. I’ve taken notes in it; take a look at it this week.”

“Thank you,” Ye Wanlan took the book, “Do you still like eating Peach Blossom Crisp?”

Lin Qin was startled.

Before she could speak again, Ye Wanlan had already left the zither room.

“Sister, you can rest easy now,” Lin Yue whistled cheerfully, “Ye Wanlan left a bad impression on Teacher Yue. It will be difficult for her to even enter the Zither Association in the future, let alone pursue learning the zither.”

Lin Qin didn’t reply, her brows furrowed.

“She actually said she could play ‘Rise in the Tide’! Hahahaha, what a load of nonsense,” Lin Yue laughed until he nearly cried, “It’s clear she just wanted to show off, but she knows nothing.”

Lin Qin remained unresponsive, staring at the zither and lost in thought.

She had this strange feeling that Ye Wanlan seemed different, didn’t she?

No, to be precise—

Ye Wanlan now resembled the person Lin Qin had met six years ago, rather than the stand-in these past two years, clinging to Zhou Hechen, willing to forsake even her own family for him.

What exactly was this inexplicable feeling?

Two hours later, Lin Weilan and Lin Woyu returned together, and the family sat down for lunch.

“Qinqin, Ah Lan, how was today’s class?” Lin Woyu handed her handbag to Steward Lin and sat down at the table after washing her hands.

Lin Yue couldn’t wait to chime in with schadenfreude, “Mom, Grandma, we didn’t have a class today at all, look, someone made Teacher Yue so angry she left.”

“Left in anger?” Lin Woyu was taken aback.

Madam Lin said nothing, her gaze filled with contempt.

As the saying goes: like father, like son. Lin Jiayan accomplished nothing, and as his daughter, Ye Wanlan was the same.

Now Madam Lin could be thoroughly reassured; Ye Wanlan had no talent in the zither.

Lin Weilan, however, laughed, seemingly unconcerned, “What made her leave in anger?”

“She asked what pieces I had learned, and I answered honestly,” Ye Wanlan replied without a ripple in her expression, very calmly.

“How did you answer?”

Lin Weilan and Yue Qinhua were not very familiar, but as far as she could recall, the other wasn’t the type to take offense easily. What kind of answer would have made her leave in anger?

“I said I could play ‘Rise in the Tide,'” Ye Wanlan said unhurriedly, “Then she left.”

She didn’t even stay for an extra minute, nor did she wait to hear me play a measure.

“Oh?” Lin Weilan’s eyes flashed with insight as she grasped Ye Wanlan’s hand, “Ah Lan, come with me.”

She hurriedly led Ye Wanlan upstairs.

“…”

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A moment of silence fell over the dining table.

Lin Yue said incredulously, “Grandma can’t seriously believe she can play ‘Rise in the Tide,’ can she? If she claims she can play ‘Battle-Breaking Music,’ would that be true as well?”

Anyone with eyes could see that Ye Wanlan was spouting nonsense.

Lin Qin had been learning the zither for fourteen years and still hadn’t played “Rise in the Tide.”

“Eat your meal. Does your grandmother need your guidance for her affairs?” Lin Woyu warned him with a look, “Also, don’t let me catch you sneaking out to race cars again.”

Lin Yue promptly closed his mouth.

But he was indeed curious about who executed the Blade Overtake at Little Gold Mountain.

Upstairs, in the study.

Lin Weilan closed the door, shutting out all external sounds.

Then, she pressed a button on the bookshelf, and it rotated to reveal a hidden room.

“Ah Lan,” Lin Weilan waved to Ye Wanlan, “take a look at this zither.”

Ye Wanlan stepped forward, her expression slightly startled, obviously recognizing the zither at a glance.

The Secluded Zither.

This was the instrument most commonly used by the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sound Sect, Lin Fanyin.

She had thought it would be in the hands of the People of Lin Family, but unexpectedly, it was not in the Yunjing Lin Family; instead, Lin Weilan had brought it to Jiangcheng.

The strings bore clear signs of having snapped before, but had been repaired.

Ye Wanlan’s fingers gently caressed the strings, suddenly recalling the meeting with Lin Fanyin three hundred years ago.

“Your Highness is highly skilled in playing the zither,” Lin Fanyin had said, “the Supreme Elder has asked me to present this Primordial Lost Sound Zither to Your Highness. May Your Highness live a life of ten thousand years, and I, too, wish to always accompany Your Highness, protecting Shenzhou.”

But in the last life, she ultimately did not live past eighteen.

The Heavenly Sound Sect was also destroyed six years after her death, ending with the fate of all its members perishing in battle.

“Give it a try,” Lin Weilan pressed her shoulder, directing her to sit in front of the Secluded Zither, “Rise in the Tide.”

Ye Wanlan nodded, her fingers positioned on the zither.

“Zeng!”

With a strum, the sound flowed from her fingertips, starting with a forceful note.

“Zeng zeng!”

Between the rise and fall of her fingertips, a melody formed on its own.

Under the influence of the zither melody, Lin Weilan seemed to see an ocean before her eyes, where waves surged and rushed towards the shore, endlessly repeating.

Rise in the Tide!

Indeed, it was Rise in the Tide!

Even Lin Weilan couldn’t help but become excited.

It had been a very long time since she had last heard this piece.

Only when played with the Secluded Zither could one remotely reminisce about the unsurpassed elegance of the once Heavenly Sound Sect.

At the end of a section, Lin Weilan rose impatiently, “Ah Lan, this zither is for you. Only in your hands can it exert its greatest power.”

Ye Wanlan was taken aback.

Lin Weilan’s expression was solemn, “Grandma won’t ask where you learned Rise in the Tide. You have your secrets, but Grandma will trust you.”

“Grandma, no need, I have a zither, and am used to that one,” Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, “Give this one to my cousin.”

Lin Weilan was taken aback, then let out a light sigh, “I was afraid she would harm herself playing the zither and that’s why I haven’t given it away.”

For those who had learned the Heavenly Music Method, playing an instrument correctly produces normal music, while playing it in the reverse is a deadly technique.

But likewise, for every ten thousand enemies killed, a thousand of one’s own are harmed.

“So be it, the main family…sooner or later, we’ll have to return, to confront it eventually,” Lin Weilan said, “it’s good that you have a zither, otherwise it would require time to build rapport again. This instrument…let’s wait for Qinqin to learn more.”

Ye Wanlan hummed, “Grandma, I’m going to talk business soon, so I won’t stay long.”

“Business?”

“Negotiated a big deal, providing costumes for the production of ‘Annus Mirabilis’.”

Lin Weilan smiled contentedly, “Good, then you should go, but eat first, don’t go hungry.”

After the meal, Ye Wanlan met up with Cheng Qingli and Jiang Xulin.

Jiang Xulin was holding a box, carelessly saying, “Boss, take a look?”

Ye Wanlan opened it; inside was a piece of clothing with extremely fine embroidery.

“How beautiful, is this Su embroidery?” Cheng Qingli exclaimed, “Amazing, such a master of Su embroidery.”

Jiang Xulin had dark circles under his eyes and seemed sleepy.

To embroider such a small piece, he had stayed awake for several nights, but he was willing and happy to do so.

Five years on, Jiang Xulin had never imagined that he would pick up a needle and continue embroidering again.

He looked at his hands and slowly gripped them.

Ye Wanlan had cured him.

Was it really the Taiyi Divine Needle recorded in history?

Hadn’t it been lost?

“It is Su embroidery, very good, I didn’t misjudge you,” Ye Wanlan glanced at the time, “Let’s go.”

She took out a mask and put it on, and the three of them headed to the ‘Annus Mirabilis’ production team.

The period drama ‘Annus Mirabilis’ was eagerly anticipated by audiences, not only because the original work was a highly popular IP but also because the actress playing the leading female role was currently the hottest star.

Yeh Jialing, a top-tier female celebrity, had blown up across the internet last year for her role in a fantasy idol drama.

Cheng Qingli rubbed her hands together, “Sister Lan, could we get an autograph later?”

“Perhaps we could,” Ye Wanlan said.

At the entrance of the production team, someone was already waiting.

“You’re the head of Pulling the Sky Company, aren’t you?” A sharp-looking woman sized up the three of them and smiled knowingly, “How young. I am Yeh Jialing’s agent.”

“It’s Pulling the Sky,” Ye Wanlan said impassively, “Pleased to meet you.”

“We can use your clothes, but there will have to be some ground rules,” the agent stated flatly.

Jiang Xulin frowned, “You—”

Since when did providing costumes require setting ground rules?

Ye Wanlan remained calm.

“First, all the clothes must be approved by our artists. Whatever she doesn’t like, should not appear again. Second, during filming, your company can only serve our artists, not others,” the agent said casually, “Third, ensure no harassment of our artists, no riding on her popularity, and no spreading rumors online.”

“Can you agree to these three points?”