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The streets of the City of Sound were extremely lively.

The wide streets were bustling with people and traffic, and the whole city was immersed in the lively atmosphere of the music festival.

Musicians can be seen playing music everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Some people played melodious piano music, while others played gentle violin tunes. All sorts of musical sounds intertwined, forming the unique character of this city.

On the sidewalk, two slender young women walked side by side.

The white-haired girl walking on the left had a tiny creature perched on her shoulder.

Its fur is brownish-yellow with faint dark gold patterns, making it look like a gentle kitten.

This seemingly cute little pet is the only demon beast that Chu Ge brought out of the palace.

A fierce tiger.

Since it came to follow him, Chu Ge always felt that calling it "Fierce Tiger" was too harsh and not quite right. So he specially gave it a new name that matched its fur color and sounded gentle and pleasant.

amber.

During the days spent with its new master, Amber behaved exceptionally well-behaved and obedient, completely shedding its fierce and violent nature as a demon beast.

In Chu Ge's memory, this little guy's daily life was extremely monotonous. He was either lying in the back garden of the villa sunbathing and sleeping, or slowly walking to the back garden to sleep.

His lazy demeanor day after day made everyone in the family lower their guard.

Doubao and the villa's maids were no longer afraid of this ferocious tiger.

The lively Doubao would often go over to Amber, wanting to play and frolic with her.

However, amber is indifferent and never bothers with it.

When the puppy barks in its ear, it will at most raise its eyes slightly and glance at it, then close its eyes again and continue to sleep.

Outsiders all thought that amber was naturally lazy and idle, doing nothing all day.

But only Amber knew in its heart that it didn't simply like to sleep.

It was simply deliberately concealing its presence and desperately trying to minimize its own presence.

Amber didn't want to attract too much attention, and she didn't want Chu Ge to discover the ambition hidden deep in her heart.

It harbors a deep obsession, cultivating silently, all for the day it will become the Tiger Emperor and embark on its own unique path through the ages.

The current small and adorable cat-like appearance is also intentional on Amber's part.

This is its special ability.

It can freely shrink its original size and disguise itself as a harmless little pet. In this way, it can deceive everyone's eyes and lie low.

Amber's original plan was flawless.

Anwen stayed quietly by Chu Ge's side, cultivating diligently and growing stronger in silence, patiently awaiting the day when the impasse would be broken.

But to its utter surprise, Chu Ge, who had always been indifferent and carefree, picked it up this morning and planned to take it to the bustling City of Sound.

Chu Ge's reasoning was quite simple.

She worried that Amber would be left unattended while she was away competing. She feared that this unpredictable and powerful beast might get carried away and cause trouble, disrupting the peace of the surrounding area.

Amber, perched on the girl's shoulder, was inwardly screaming for justice.

It's currently focused solely on quietly developing its strength and leveling up. It has absolutely no intention of causing trouble or creating chaos.

But it dared not object to its master's decision, nor was it able to resist it.

It's fine to go out for a walk.

Moving to a new place to sleep and cultivate oneself allows one to maintain a low profile. It also provides an opportunity to see the wider world, which is a good thing.

The two continued walking, following the signs on the street, and successfully arrived at the core venue of this year's Music Goddess Grand Ceremony competition—

Music Square.

This is the largest central square in the entire music world, with an extremely spacious area capable of accommodating millions of people at the same time.

In preparation for this highly anticipated Music Goddess Ceremony, the organizers launched a comprehensive renovation and restoration project six months ago.

Today, the music plaza has been completely renovated, with magnificent architecture and brand-new facilities, exuding the solemnity and luxury of a grand event.

Following the official rules, the two lined up to find the on-site staff and received their race numbers based on their registration information.

Arya registered early and received contestant number 678.

Chu Ge registered late, and his registration number was a full five digits long: 12345.

The staff informed the two on-site that the number of applicants for this year's competition had exceeded 100,000.

It set a new record for the most competitive music competition ever, with the level of competition far exceeding any previous edition.

Because of the large number of participants, this year's competition has reached an unprecedented level in terms of scale, excitement, and attention.

The highly anticipated Music God Grand Ceremony Competition has officially begun.

This competition consists of three rounds of assessment.

The first round of assessments was called the "Color of Sound" test.

As the name suggests, this round will not test performance skills or repertoire interpretation.

Instead, they use a special testing instrument called a "crystal ball" to comprehensively assess the contestants' overall musical talent.

The assessment is very comprehensive, including an individual's understanding of music, current performance level, innate talent, and future growth potential.

All indicators are evaluated comprehensively, and if a person's talent does not meet the standard, they will be eliminated on the spot.

According to statistics from previous competitions, the first round of talent testing alone eliminates more than 90% of the participants.

Of the 100,000 participants, only a very small number will make it through the first round.

On the high platform in the center of the square.

One hundred crystal balls, perfectly clear, floated in the air, arranged in a long row.

Below the platform, there was a dense crowd of people.

Contestants and spectators from all cities and social classes crowded together. Tall or short, thin or fat, young or old, men and women, countless in number.

The plaza, which is worth millions, was packed with people. The distance between people was less than a decimeter, and there was hardly any space left to put one's feet.

A mechanical announcement suddenly rang out over the square.

"Contestant number 587, please come up on stage to complete the talent test."

The announcement echoed throughout the venue, penetrating the noisy crowd and clearly reaching everyone's ears.

At the outermost edge of the crowd, a thin figure immediately raised his hand in response.

The boy was wearing a faded denim jacket and had a guitar slung across his shoulder, the heavy guitar pressing down on his back and causing him to bend slightly.

Despite his slender build, his raised eyes were dark and bright, brimming with love for music and anticipation for the future.

"I'm here!"

The boy responded loudly, then hugged the guitar tightly and lowered his body.

He carefully navigated through the crowded streets, apologizing softly as he went.

"Excuse me, brother, could you please move aside? Thank you."

"Excuse me, ma'am, could you please let me pass?"

It took him a tremendous amount of effort to squeeze through the crowd to the foot of the platform, step by step onto the testing stage, and stand in front of his designated crystal ball.

The staff member in charge of test registration stood by, expressionless, and gave instructions in a flat tone.

Simply place your hand on the crystal ball and wait for the talent test results.

"Okay, thank you."

The boy nodded solemnly, his gaze fixed on the clear crystal ball before him, his heart churning with trepidation and nervousness.

He came from a poor border town, with an ordinary family background and no connections.

To attend this music extravaganza, he exhausted the resources his family had accumulated over a long period of time, traveling thousands of miles to finally stand on this top-tier stage.

He has stumbled and struggled his way to where he is today, carrying the purest musical dreams with him.

He longed to win the championship, but not for the generous prize money.

He only wants to prove himself through his talent and hard work, and become the pride of his whole family.

The boy took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

With a mix of nervousness and anticipation, I slowly extended my palm and gently placed it on the cool surface of the crystal ball.

A warm energy burst forth from inside the crystal ball, spreading along the lines of the palm.

A warm current traveled along my arms, through my limbs and bones, and into my internal organs.

A warm and gentle force enveloped his entire body, making him feel as if he were under the warm sunshine, relaxed and at ease.

A wave of tension washed over him, and he instinctively closed his eyes, unable to look directly at the results of his talent reveal.

Below the platform, a young child stared at the scene on stage with wide, round eyes, then turned to ask his mother curiously.

"Mom, what's this crystal ball for?"

The woman smiled gently and patiently explained the rules to the child.

"These crystal balls are a gift from the gods of music to this world."

"As long as you are sincere and place your palm on it, the crystal ball will sense your musical talent and show different colors."

She held up her fingers and assigned each child a level of science knowledge.

"Green indicates that one's talent is barely up to par, and one's aptitude is mediocre."

"Blue represents average talent, nothing special."

"Purple represents outstanding talent and the potential to delve deeply into music."

"Red represents top geniuses, one in a million."

"Gold represents unparalleled genius, with talent surpassing all others."

After she finished speaking, she added the most crucial advancement rules.

"To pass the first round of testing, the minimum standard is 'excellent.' Only when the crystal ball lights up with a purple light can you successfully advance to the next round."

The child nodded as if he understood, then refocused his gaze on the platform, eagerly anticipating the final result.

On the high platform, the tension of boy number 587 had reached its peak.

Although his palm was on the crystal ball for only a dozen seconds, it felt like he had endured years.

Finally, the staff's prompt sounded in his mind.

"Contestant No. 587, with a talent rating of purple, has passed the assessment and successfully advanced to the second round."

The moment the words left his mouth, the boy suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing the sudden burst of purple light on the crystal ball, long-suppressed emotions erupted instantly.

He was so excited that he was trembling all over and almost jumped up on the spot.

"I made it! I really made it!"

He looked up at the drone hovering high in the sky, broadcasting the entire match live, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Dad! Mom! Did you see that?! I got the purple talent! I successfully advanced!"

He raised his arm high and waved vigorously at the camera, his eyes instantly reddening.

"Little sister! You watched closely! I did it! When I get home, I'll definitely buy you your favorite ice cream!"

Hot tears streamed down the boy's cheeks, his heart filled with bittersweet joy.

In the world of music, being rated as having excellent talent (purple) by a crystal ball is equivalent to receiving the approval of the god of music.

For ordinary people from remote towns, this is the highest honor.

That would be enough to make him the pride of the whole town and make his family proud.

This sincere and passionate scene was broadcast live to countless households in the music world.

In the living room of an ordinary house in a remote, impoverished town.

The family of three was intently watching the television screen, seeing the young man waving and announcing good news to the camera from a competition venue thousands of miles away.

The parents embraced tightly, their eyes filled with excitement and joy.

The father's face flushed red, his breathing became rapid, and he could not hide his pride.

The mother choked back tears, filled with pride for her child's perseverance and achievements.

The little girl beside her laughed innocently and purely.

Not for the grand competition, not for the dazzling talent, but only for my brother's successful advancement, and only for the ice cream I've been longing for.

The next second, the little girl suddenly jumped up from the sofa and, like a nimble little rabbit, rushed out of the house without looking back.

The mother quickly asked again.

"Where did you run off to?"

The clear, cheerful voices of children drifted from afar, filled with joy, and gradually faded into the distance.

"I'm going to find Xiaohua and the others! I'll tell everyone that my brother is the best!"

Watching her child's hurried departure, the mother smiled with a mixture of helplessness and tenderness.

Turning her head to meet her husband's gaze, the two smiled at each other, their eyes filled with the same doting yet helpless expression.

On the high platform of the arena, the staff who witnessed this scene, whose originally cold and indifferent expressions were also quietly touched.

He quickly entered No. 587's talent data into the system and then started a new round of broadcasts.

Time passed slowly, and one contestant after another took turns going up on stage for the test.

Some people were incredibly lucky and successfully tested their purple talent, cheering wildly and shedding tears of joy just like the other teenagers.

Some people lack talent and only emit a faint green or blue light.

They were eliminated in the first round, all their efforts were in vain, and they could only leave the stage with red eyes and regret.

The vast majority of participants ultimately face elimination.

As each round of testing ended, the number of broadcast numbers continued to increase.

Soon, the broadcast announced test notification number 678.

Arya turned to look at Chu Ge beside her, her eyes bright and serious.

"Sister, it's my turn. I'm going up for the test."

Chu Ge nodded with a faint smile.

Go for it, and good luck!

"Um!"

Arya responded forcefully, confidently pushed her way through the crowd, and strode up to the central platform.

Without needing staff to explain the rules again, she simply extended her slender palm and gently placed it on the surface of the crystal ball.

Unlike countless other contestants who nervously closed their eyes, Arya kept her eyes open the entire time, staring intently at the crystal ball in front of her.

Silently encouraging myself, I whispered to myself.

"Purple, it has to be purple!"

"I want to get an excellent rating!"

"My sister and father are watching me; Arya can't let them down!"

Below the high platform, Chu Ge stood quietly among the crowd, his expression calm and without the slightest worry.

Having spent so much time together, she knew best about Arya's musical skills and talent.

While not exactly a phenomenal prodigy, acquiring a purple-level talent would be no problem at all.

Meanwhile, in the distant violin city, in the living room of a luxurious villa.

Aigu sat upright, staring intently at the live broadcast of the match on television.

He, who is usually calm and composed when discussing multi-million dollar deals, was tense all over at this moment, even his breathing was deliberately slowed down, and he was extremely nervous.

The maid who was cleaning nearby also stopped what she was doing.

Holding the mop, I stood there, eyes fixed on the screen, anxiously awaiting the test results.

Doubao slowly swayed over from somewhere.

Seeing the two of them intently watching the TV, he froze, his face full of confusion.

It couldn't understand what was on the screen, nor did it understand why the two people were so nervous.

But the clever animal immediately imitated the two of them, obediently squatting down and staring at the TV screen without moving.

Even if you don't understand the details of the competition, following your owner is always the right thing to do.

It also accurately recognized Arya on the screen, knowing that she was its closest little owner.

The brief wait felt like an eternity.

The next second, a dazzling red light suddenly burst forth from the center of the crystal ball.

A burst of intense red light instantly enveloped the entire crystal ball, dazzling and stunning the entire audience.

The maid in the villa's living room gasped in shock, breaking the silence of the room.

"My God! Miss has tested positive for red talent! She's a top-tier genius!"

As if it understood the good news, Doubao immediately wagged its tail, barked twice, and stuck out its tongue to join in the fun.

Aigu snapped back to reality, looked at her incredulous daughter on the screen, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She felt both heartache and relief; her lips trembled slightly as she murmured repeatedly.

"It's red...it really is a red talent!"

"My Arya, she's a musical genius, one in a million!"

He never dared to hope that his daughter would possess such outstanding talent; this surprise far exceeded all his expectations.

Overjoyed, Aigu immediately turned around and rushed upstairs to the second floor, forcefully pushing open the door to the master bedroom.

On the desk in the room, there was a picture frame.

The woman in the photo frame has gentle features and clear, spring-like eyes.

The purity and innocence in those eyes were exactly like Arya's on the field at that moment.

Aigu quickly opened the live stream on her phone, pointed the screen at the photo frame, and made sure the woman in the photo could clearly see the crystal ball lighting up red.

His voice choked with emotion, filled with barely suppressed joy, as he spoke softly.

"Can you see? Our Arya has grown up."

"She's a genius, a true musical genius."

Hot tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the floor.

The woman in the photo couldn't respond to his words, but the gentle smile on her lips seemed to express her heartfelt joy at her daughter's transformation.

On the high platform of the arena, Arya stared blankly at the completely crimson crystal ball, lost in a daze.

She murmured to herself, her tone full of disbelief.

"It's red... I really found out I have a red talent."

The girl had only hoped to achieve a purple-level advancement, which would have been enough for her.

The staff member in charge of the test was completely stunned.

He repeatedly examined the dazzling red crystal ball, then looked at the bewildered and surprised girl in front of him, feeling utterly shocked.

Red Talent.

This is the first red rating to appear since the start of the competition.

Of the more than 600 test takers who went on stage, only Arya stood out and unlocked the genius rating.

After calming their shock, the staff solemnly announced the results to the entire audience.

"Contestant No. 678, Arya, with a talent rating of red, has successfully advanced to the next round of the competition."

The moment the announcement ended, the entire square erupted in chaos.

A chorus of exclamations and murmurs echoed throughout the venue.

"My God! It really is a red talent! Who is this girl? I've never heard of her before!"

"This is outrageous! It's rare to see someone with a red star, and it turns out to be an unknown newcomer?"

"I always said geniuses don't necessarily have to be high-profile! Some people are naturally low-key and keep a low profile, okay?"

A funny remark suddenly popped up from the crowd.

"Just like me! I'm 1.8 meters tall, single, have eight-figure savings, and could kill a bison with one punch, yet I remain low-key and unknown!"

Immediately, someone mercilessly criticized it.

"Dude, stop being so extravagant, or my insulin levels will go too high."

Amidst the clamor of discussion, Arya walked briskly down the platform, filled with joy, and rushed to Chu Ge.

She could no longer contain her joy and reached out to hug Chu Ge tightly.

"Sister! You saw it with your own eyes! I have the Red Talent! I'm a genius!"

Chu Ge raised his hand and gently patted her back, his tone full of affirmation.

"I see, you are very capable, even more outstanding than I expected."

"whee!"

Arya raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly, feeling a warm glow in her heart.

Just then, my cell phone rang suddenly in my pocket.

She quickly released Chu Ge, took out her phone and answered the call; the word "Dad" appeared on the screen.

The father and daughter, though separated by a thousand miles, shared this unexpected joy and chatted for a long time before reluctantly hanging up the phone.

The call had just ended when another call came in; it was Clara.

On the other end of the phone, Clara lay lazily on the sofa, eating potato chips as she spoke slowly.

"My darling Aria, I watched the whole live stream of your match."

"You're amazing! You have a red talent, I'm so envious, sob sob."

Arya smiled and answered truthfully.

"I never expected this myself. I was originally just hoping to advance to the purple rank and I would have been satisfied."

She then asked curiously.

Are you home now? Will you come to watch my next match?

Clara didn't hesitate at all and blurted it out.

"Of course I'll go!"

"After your second round of competition, I'll come to the venue and give you a huge bouquet of roses."

"I want to confess my love to you in front of the whole world, read out my 1.08 million-word love letter, and let everyone witness our love story."

Listening to the other person's seemingly serious but actually crazy ramblings, Arya sighed helplessly.

"I'm being serious."

"I'm serious too."

Clara chewed on a potato chip, her tone suddenly turning serious, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense.

"Arya, I have a secret to tell you. Do you want to hear it?"

Arya's curiosity was instantly piqued, and she immediately pressed for more information.

"What secret?"

Clara drew out her words, building up the anticipation.

"The secret is... I'm pregnant."

Arya's heart tightened, and she quickly pressed for an answer.

"Whose?"

Two light, airy words came from the other end of the phone.

"your."

Arya was speechless for a moment.

At first, she actually believed it and was worried that Clara would get into trouble. Only later did she realize that the other person was just bored and deliberately making fun of her.

The two chatted for a few more minutes about interesting things before hanging up the phone.

Time passed quietly, and the number of test numbers on the field continued to increase, successfully breaking through four digits and approaching the ten thousand mark.

In subsequent tests, red talents began to appear one after another.

The probability is basically stable at one in a thousand, meaning that only one red genius will emerge from every thousand participants.

But all of these contestants who were found to have red talent are already renowned veterans in the music world.

Only Arya, an unknown newcomer and dark horse, has made a name for herself today.

An hour later, the announcement came over the loudspeaker in the square right on time.

"Contestant number 12345, please come up on stage to complete the talent test."

Arya immediately looked up at Chu Ge, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Sister, it's your turn! Go for it! You can definitely do it!"

"Um."

Chu Ge nodded gently and raised his hand to soothe the amber on his shoulder.

He then turned and walked calmly through the dense crowd towards the central platform.

Amber on her shoulder remained in the posture of a kitten, lying lazily, not even bothering to lift her eyelids.

To outsiders, it's just an ordinary kitten that only sleeps.

By this time, the audience in the square was exhausted, both physically and mentally, after waiting for several hours.

People completely lost interest in the test results of the ordinary participants.

Most people are holding on because it's not their turn to be tested yet.

Many savvy viewers estimated their waiting time, set alarms, and found a quiet place to sleep.

Some people simply left temporarily, had a quick meal and rest, and planned to return to compete when their numbers were closer to the end.

The huge square may seem lively, but in reality, most people are just loafing around and not really doing anything.

However, there were still some spectators in the crowd who remained sober.

Some of them immediately recognized the white-haired girl slowly walking up the platform and gasped in surprise.

"Oh my god! Contestant number 12345, it's her!"

The exclamation pierced the languid atmosphere, sounding particularly loud in the otherwise quiet square, and instantly spread in all directions.

Countless drowsy viewers were instantly awakened and looked up.

"Who is it? Which big shot?"

Everyone's eyes instantly locked onto Chu Ge on the high platform, scrutinizing her appearance and figure from head to toe.

"White hair, red eyes, stunningly beautiful... I don't know her."

Those in the know immediately began explaining the facts with expressions of shock.

"You don't recognize her? This is Miss Alice, who recently received a blessing from the gods with a piano piece!"

Upon hearing this, a chorus of exclamations of surprise and realization immediately arose from all around.

After realizing what was happening, their gazes toward Chu Ge changed from unfamiliarity and confusion to extreme curiosity and anticipation.

Today, Alice is already a top influencer in the music world.

The song "Investiture of the Gods" brought divine blessings, and countless top powers vied to extend olive branches, making it the most popular song.

At the previous dinner party, she moved countless people with just one song, "Für Elise," bringing tears to their eyes and evoking their shared emotions.

Even William, who is hailed as the greatest piano genius, publicly admitted that he was inferior to him.

Two consecutive iconic moments cemented Alice's reputation throughout the music world.

In terms of popularity and fame, they are in no way inferior to veteran top talents like Amber and William.

Chu Ge has always kept a low profile and rarely makes public appearances.

There are very few clear images of his appearance circulating outside the public, so most people only know his name but not who he is.

Seeing him in person at the competition today instantly ignited the atmosphere.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The million-strong audience instantly perked up, focusing all their attention on the platform.

The staff on site and the other participants waiting for the test all stopped what they were doing.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Chu Ge and the crystal ball in front of her.

The bustling Million Square fell silent instantly, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

In the oppressive silence, someone lowered their voice and cautiously began to guess.

"What level of talent do you think Miss Alice can be assessed for?"

"Red should be a sure thing, right? After all, it's a powerful figure who brings divine blessings."

This guess was immediately refuted on the spot.

"Red is simply not worthy of her ability!"

"Both Amber and William are top musical talents. It is rumored that William was tested with a crystal ball when he was young, and the result was that he had a golden talent."

"Alice is on par with them, and perhaps even stronger; she's at least a gold-level expert!"

Everyone agreed with this statement.

"That's right, the highest limit for a crystal ball is gold."

"Even if Princess Doria, whose talent is said to be unparalleled in this era, came, she could only detect gold at most."

Just when everyone assumed that Chu Ge would definitely get the gold talent, a musician in the crowd who had seen Chu Ge perform live expressed a different opinion.

"I admit that Miss Alice's music is incredibly moving; 'Für Elise' is simply breathtaking."

"But objectively speaking, her playing skills are not top-notch."

"Anyone in the industry who has seen her perform live knows that her technique is clumsy, and she looks like a novice who has only studied for a few months."

Everyone turned to look at him, their faces full of confusion.

Despite the stares of the crowd, the man continued his serious analysis.

"Performance and talent are two different things. Her ability to empathize with her creations is unparalleled, but her innate musical talent may not be that exaggerated."

"I guess her final rating will most likely be between purple and red, with red being the highest."

This analysis silenced the entire room once again.

Both arguments have merit, and no one dares to be certain about the final outcome.

The audience at the scene and millions of netizens watching on screens were all on edge, their eyes glued to the crystal ball on the high platform.

Everyone was on edge, waiting in silence for the final talent to be revealed.

On the high platform, Chu Ge, who was closest to the crystal ball, immediately noticed the changes in the sphere.

At the center of the clear, transparent crystal ball, a splash of color is slowly growing and blossoming.

Looking at the halo of light, Chu Ge remained calm, already understanding the situation in his heart.

He murmured to himself.

"Chu Ge, oh Chu Ge, you really are just like that."