Jun Shiling is sitting in the audience, looking at her with a smile in his eyes. Xia Wanyuan's lips can't help bending.

The world music competition is not only a global live broadcast, but also a large number of photographers are present. The way Xia Wanyuan stands on the stage and smiles is recorded by the photographers.

"Well, now let's invite all the players on the stage."

The scores of all the players have been counted, and the final position has been arranged.

"The third place winner is Alice from Macon. Congratulations!" As soon as the host's voice fell, there was a burst of applause in the church. Alice excitedly went forward to get the cup and looked at Xia Wanyuan provocatively when she went back.

The second place in the competition fell to a pianist from Eagle country,

People are waiting for the host to announce the first place, but the host suddenly said that the first place should be announced by master Roman himself.

Master Roman goes to Xia Wanyuan and picks up the receiver,

"All the contestants who can come to this world music competition are very excellent. Their performances have their own highlights. Music has no borders. Finally, after the unanimous agreement of the judges, we think that the champion repertoire of this competition has built a bridge between Chinese and Western cultures. So, let's congratulate Miss Xia Wanyuan from China!"

After all, Xia Wanyuan's performance is really very good, they all feel it.

My God!!! It's really a champion!]

[Xia Wanyuan, Nb!!!]

It's amazing. We're Yuanyuan, wuwuwuwuwu, and my fans are also excellent!! Champion of the world series

Xia Wanyuan won the championship, all kinds of domestic news media have exploded, for a time, all major platforms began to push this news.

Xia Wanyuan doesn't know all this. She is being blocked by master Roman backstage,

"Miss Xia, don't you really want to be my student?" Master Roman asked the same question for the tenth time,

"Sorry, I already have a teacher. If I recognize another teacher, he will be angry."

Xia Wanyuan did have a teacher, but it was a previous life. Master Yu Qian was eccentric. He accepted Xia Wanyuan as a disciple in his whole life. He was a teacher for one day and a father for all his life. Xia Wanyuan did not intend to be a student of others in modern times.

"Well, this is my phone. You can leave one. If you have any questions, you can call me directly. If you go back, you can tell me immediately." Master Roman regretfully handed a business card to Xia Wanyuan.

People who want to be his students can line up around Austria, but he doesn't like any of them. The only one he likes is that he already has a teacher. Master Roman can only leave with a sigh.

"Miss Xia, you play very well. Can I invite you to the palace for a snack?"

Relying on the royal staff, Prince Garo came backstage without any hindrance, and the guards guarded the door and drove the others away.

"No," Xia Wanyuan simply refused. Holding the cup, Xia Wanyuan went to the door and found that he couldn't open the door,

"Miss Xia, I just want to invite you to have a meal. Give me a face," Prince Garo said with a smile. "Otherwise, Miss Xia's delicate appearance will suffer a little."

"Have you forgotten what happened to that man yesterday?" Xia Wanyuan didn't panic either. He turned his head and looked at Prince Garo with cold in his eyes.