"Oh my god!"

Linda felt immense pressure. "The elimination rate is so high."

Nancy took a deep breath, her heart racing nervously.

"So, if we get eliminated in the elimination round, it means we have to go back home before even getting into the training camp."

"You can say that."

Seeing Nancy rubbing her fingers together nervously, Charlie gently grabbed her hand. "Nan, don't be nervous. I believe you will make it to the top 100."

Andrew chuckled lightly, "What's wrong with you two? Weren't you confident when you came? Are you scared now that there is an elimination round?"

"I... I'm not!"

Linda raised her chin, proudly saying, "My teacher will only arrive tomorrow. Once he's here and guides me, I will have no problem making it to the top ten, let alone the top one hundred."

Andrew was curious. "Your teacher?"

"Hehe..."

Linda covered her mouth with both hands and smiled mysteriously. "I won't tell you now. You'll know who he is when you meet him tomorrow."

Any person they would recognize upon meeting must be a piano master!

Andrew smiled and shook his head, very curious about Linda's teacher.

"I'm not afraid either."

Nancy nodded confidently. "My master is no worse than those world-renowned piano masters. I've been learning from him since I was young, so I have a strong foundation. It's just the top one hundred. I'll easily make it in."

Linda knew that Nancy's master was Andrew, although she had never heard of him. But since she had a good relationship with Nancy, she naturally wouldn't embarrass him.

"That's right!"

Linda held Nancy's hand. "We're not afraid. Your master is amazing. What do we have to be afraid of? They should be afraid of us!"

"Hehe..."

Andrew was amused by these two girls and encouraged by their confident smiles. "Great! Since you two have so much confidence, I will try my best to guide you these days..."

He suddenly thought of something and frowned. "But this hotel is indeed unpleasant. We should find a place with a piano."

"Yeah."

Charlie nodded seriously. "So, let's start packing."

"Huh?"

Everyone looked at him in confusion.

He raised an eyebrow and casually smirked. "The organizers have divided the participants into different levels. Unfortunately, in their eyes, the three of you are the worst, so they arranged for you to stay in this hotel. They have arranged a five-star hotel for the people they consider the strongest."

"Damn it!"

Linda shouted in dissatisfaction. "That's unfair! What makes them think I'm the worst?"

Andrew sighed. "It's not their fault. The piano is still relatively new in Henriana, and we lag far behind other countries in terms of heritage and skill. It's difficult for pianists from our country to establish themselves on the international stage."

Alexander, who had been silent, nodded seriously. "Indeed, our country was poor before. Even the cheapest piano costs tens of thousands. Regular families can't afford it, so there are few people learning it."