Under the lights, An Ning stood with her left leg bent, her right leg crossed over it, the erhu resting at a slight angle on her right thigh.
It was the standard posture for playing the erhu, except... there was no chair beneath her.
Many in the front rows craned their necks, peering forward curiously. 'Is this test supposed to be a magic show plus an erhu performance?' they wondered.
Just as everyone was wondering, the erhu began to play.
With a gentle pull of her arm, An Ning played the same horse-racing melody as before, but this time it was a completely different sensory experience, stunning the audience into silence.
What should have been invisible sound waves became tangible, surging toward the audience in waves along with the soaring melody. They could almost see a mighty army, thousands strong, riding the wind, cleaving through waves, and carving a path through all obstacles.
"Ahhhh—"
"Oooooh—"
"Baka!"
