Qiao Yufen didn't overthink it, asking her granddaughter to play the ancient flute on the spot could indeed be very nerve-wracking.
Should her performance underwhelm in front of Mr. Tan, the embarrassment would be too much for her to bear.
Having thought it through, she nodded at Xia Yourong, signaling her to play the recording.
Xia Yourong pursed her lips, also feeling it was a bit of a desperate gamble.
She scrolled through her phone, found the voice memos, inside of which there was only one recording saved, still from the beginning of the year, after the school opening ceremony, which she had recorded...
Seeing that she was ready, Qiao Yufen extended the phone towards her. Xu Qing helped by pressing the speakerphone button.
Yourong clicked play, and instantly, a stream of silky smooth yet piercing flute music poured out.
The dynamics were well matched, with intensity and restraint complementing each other splendidly.