Since the organizer called Luna, they had everything prepared.

When Frank led them into the examination room, there were three judges who looked very experienced.

When the three saw Charlie, they all stood up from their seats, "Hello, Mr. Firth."

Charlie waved his hand casually at them, "I'm just here to accompany my wife. Let's start the exam!"

But...

With Charlie sitting here, how could they assess Nancy's performance?

If Nancy's piano skills were good, then it would be fine. But if they were poor, were they supposed to make comments that would embarrass Nancy in front of Charlie?

It was really embarrassing...

The three judges glanced at each other and shook their heads discreetly before sitting back down.

In front of them, there was a piano. Nancy bowed politely to the judges and walked towards the piano.

After sitting down, she lifted her hands, tested the sound, and nodded politely to the three judges. "May I begin?"

The three judges were surprised. Nancy, accompanied by Charlie, didn't show any arrogance. Instead, she was very polite, which made them have a high opinion of her.

The judge in the middle smiled and nodded, "Please."

Nancy took a deep breath and placed her hands gently on the keys, and then her fingers danced, producing beautiful notes instantly.

When they heard the music, the three judges stared at Nancy in shock, their eyes wide open.

Charlie glanced at them with a sneer.

Was he the kind of person who would use his connections?

How could they question his judgment? The person he introduced must be much better than all the other contestants and even able to surpass the three judges!

While Nancy was taking the exam, in the adjacent room, a woman pointed at the manager with an arrogant attitude and said in anger, "Why does my dad need to step in such an awful competition? I am enough!"

"Vivi."

Beside her, a man in a wheelchair called her name with a frown. She pouted unhappily and said, "Dad, I know you used to be the youngest pianist in the country and the only one who could step onto the world stage at that time. With your talent, being a judge for them is really a waste!"

The manager looked at Vivian speechlessly, walked over, and slightly bowed to the man in a wheelchair to show his respect.

"Mr. Lesser, the participants in this competition are all highly skilled, and it is the highest level of piano competition. We hope that you can come forward and give some useful guidance to the young people in the country."

The man in the wheelchair was none other than Nancy's father, Andrew, who had been missing for over two months!

Vivian had changed her name to Vivian Lesser.

Vivian pouted unhappily, wanting to say something, but Andrew raised his hand to stop her.

Even though he had returned to the Lesser family, Andrew still maintained a calm demeanor. He did not speak harshly to the manager despite his status.

"I appreciate the kindness of the organizers. I came here today to tell you that I haven't touched a piano in over twenty years. The level of this competition is very high, and I'm afraid I can't handle it."