Chapter 1165: The World's Richest Man, Brother Lang

The lights on the judges' panel were focused as the judges lowered their heads to check the scores, their fingertips tapping lightly on the scoring devices, each tap seeming to resonate with the hearts of the entire audience.

The concert hall was so quiet you could hear the hushed breathing of the singers. Han Zaiyin gripped Lin Lang's hand tightly, her eyes glued to the scoring screen on the stage.

"Now, I announce the final results of the 2019 Queen Elizabeth International Violin Competition!"

The female host's voice resounded throughout the venue through the speakers, her English carrying a passionate and penetrating force: "The champion is Lin Zhiruo, the prodigy violinist from Xia Country! She scores 99.98 points, leading by a wide margin!"

Before he finished speaking, the entire venue erupted in cheers!

A thunderous applause erupted, even more intense than when the performance had ended, with cheers, whistles, and shouts of approval nearly lifting the roof off the concert hall.

The spotlight suddenly shone on Lin Zhiruo, making her white princess dress even more dazzling.

Lin Zhiruo stood in the center of the stage, her face losing the composure she had displayed during her performance, and a confident and charming smile appeared on her face. Her eyes curved with the liveliness of a young girl, yet also held the composure of someone who had experienced a major competition.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze seemingly piercing through the crowd, landing precisely on Lin Lang and Han Zaiyin in the back row of the audience, her eyes filled with light.

"Honey! We won! Our daughter won the championship!" Han Zaiyin could no longer contain her excitement, tears welling up instantly, but her smile was exceptionally bright.

She shook Lin Lang's arm vigorously, her voice choked with sobs yet filled with ecstatic joy.

"Wow... Our daughter is so amazing!" Han Jae-in excitedly stood on tiptoe and waved vigorously towards the stage. The smile on her lips was like an unblooming flower, and the tears in her eyes were sparkling with joy.

Lin Zhiruo waved to the audience with a smile, responding to her mother Han Zaiyin, who was waving excitedly at her.

Lin Lang tightened his grip on Han Zaiyin's arm, watching her cry tears of joy and stammer incoherently, his eyes overflowing with doting affection and pride.

He bent down to wipe away Han Zaiyin's tears, a gentle and happy smile curving his lips, his voice full of relief: "Yes, our Ruo'er is wonderful!"

Lin Lang turned his gaze back to the stage, looking at his radiant daughter on stage, his heart filled with the fulfillment and pride of being a parent.

At the same time, the runner-up and third-place winner walked onto the stage together.

As the host announced her arrival, Queen Mathilde, the award presenter, slowly walked onto the stage, holding a gleaming gold trophy and certificate.

She walked up to Lin Zhiruo, her face full of sincere admiration, and said in English, "Ms. Lin, your performance is a collision of art and soul, truly deserving of the title."

Lin Zhiruo bowed gracefully to express her gratitude, and the moment she received the trophy and certificate from Queen Mathilde of Billie Eilish, the applause from the audience reached another climax.

The runner-up and third-place winners stood on either side, while Lin Zhiruo, who stood firmly in the center, held the trophy tightly in both hands and slowly raised it high above her head!

The spotlight lingered on her, the golden glow of the trophy reflecting the light in her eyes, her white dress swaying gently in the wind, making her look like an angel descended to earth.

The applause from the audience was thunderous and the cheers rose and fell.

While wiping away her tears, Han Zaiyin clapped her hands vigorously, oblivious to the fact that her palms were red from clapping, and kept repeating, "My daughter is a violin prodigy, it's so wonderful!"

Lin Lang looked at his daughter holding the trophy high on the stage, then at Han Zaiyin who was overjoyed beside him, and his smile was gentle yet firm.

At this moment, all the anticipation of this time travel has transformed into the most perfect scene before us, frozen into an eternal warmth amidst thunderous applause.

Next came the moment for the champion to give their acceptance speech.

Holding the championship trophy, Lin Zhiruo walked to the microphone and said in fluent English: "First of all, I want to thank my father, Lin Lang. You may only know that he is the richest man in the world, but few people know that in addition to being a world boxing champion, pianist, lyricist, composer, and Nobel Prize winner in Literature, he is also a reclusive violin master."

“I inherited my father’s musical talent and have perfect pitch, which has benefited me throughout my life.”

"Next, I would like to thank my mother, Han Zaiyin, who is the greatest Chinese female oil painter of the 21st century. I inherited my mother's artistic talent, so the music I play has a visual quality and color."

"Dear Dad and Mom, I love you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Zhiruo nodded slightly, lifted the hem of her white princess dress, and gracefully leaned forward to perform a standard yet lively curtsy.

Her skirt swayed gently with her movements, like a blooming white rose, exuding both classical elegance and girlish charm.

As soon as this scene ended, the applause from the entire audience instantly surpassed the previous peak!

Cheers, whistles, and applause mingled together, making the dome of the concert hall seem to resonate. Some people raised their arms high and waved, some stood up and cheered, and even the staff in the back rows couldn't help but join in the applause.

Hearing her daughter's acceptance speech, Han Zaiyin smiled even more brightly, clapping vigorously and excitedly saying, "Honey, look how sensible our Ruo'er is."

"Yes! Ruo'er has really brought honor to our Lin family." Lin Lang's gaze was fixed on his daughter in the center of the stage, his applause was steady and powerful, and the pride in his eyes was almost tangible.

Queen Mathilde smiled and clapped, her eyes full of admiration as she looked at Lin Zhiruo.

The applause lasted for a full half minute before gradually subsiding.

As Lin Zhiruo bowed, covering her chest with her left hand, to thank the audience for their applause, the tears glistening in her eyes mingled with the brilliance of the trophy, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Just then, a spotlight shone on Lin Lang and Han Zaiyin, and their image appeared on the large screen in the concert hall.

It was clearly a close-up shot deliberately cut by the director.

When the audience saw the world's richest man, Lin Lang, appear at the competition and unexpectedly appear on the big screen, they burst into enthusiastic applause once again.

The next second, the concert hall's sound system started playing Lin Lang's signature entrance music for the fighting competition, "Elegant Entrance DJ".

"Thump...thump thump thump...da da da da..."

The powerful, rhythmic drumbeats suddenly filled the concert hall. The moment the intensely imposing background music started, the audience's adrenaline surged, and they chanted Lin Lang's name in unison, the sound echoing throughout the entire concert hall.

It wasn't because the music accompanying Lin Lang's appearance was catchy, but because Lin Lang, besides being the world's richest man, is also the chairman of the UFC Mixed Martial Arts Championship and enjoys immense popularity worldwide.

In fact, Lin Lang's most famous nicknames around the world, besides "Shanghai Emperor," include being hailed as the last tough guy in the world.

Since Lin Lang officially debuted in the fighting world in 2000, he was invincible until the end of 2019. He had no defeats in nearly 20 years, and he was unbeatable in the world. Every boxing match was won by knocking out his opponent in the first round.

The moment the special background music started playing, Lin Lang made a gesture of respect to the fans in front of the camera, which drew even louder cheers.

Standing on the stage, Lin Zhiruo saw this scene and felt deeply proud that her father was Lin Lang.

Just then, Lin Haoqian ran from the aisle between the audience seats towards Lin Lang and Han Zaiyin, calling out, "Dad, Mom!"

Lin Lang bent down and picked up his youngest son. Eight-and-a-half-year-old Lin Zhiqian was not at all shy and waved to the camera.

This photo of Lin Lang holding his son made headlines in major media outlets around the world that very day.

Because Xiao Haoqian is practically a carbon copy of Lin Lang, the news headline reads "The youngest son of a wealthy family in Xia Country."

Because of his slicked-back hair and dashing black suit with a red bow tie, Xiao Haoqian, at only eight and a half years old, has gained countless fans worldwide simply because he is the youngest son of a chaebol family.

Lin Zhiruo slowly walked off the stage with the championship trophy in her hand. A female bodyguard in a black suit and sunglasses immediately stepped forward and draped a white double-breasted trench coat over Lin Zhiruo's shoulders.

A dozen bodyguards in black suits escorted Lin Zhiruo as she left.

Lin Lang, carrying his son Xiao Haoqian, led Han Zaiyin by the hand to the backstage of the concert hall.

Along the way, Han Zaiyin looked at her son Lin Haoqian, asking him all sorts of questions, with a smile on her face and eyes full of doting affection for him.

"Dad, Mom!" Lin Zhiruo ran forward with a smile.

Han Zaiyin gave her daughter a big hug, and with tears of joy, she raised her hand to stroke Lin Zhiruo's face. Looking at her daughter, who had grown up in 2019 after being two years old, with tears in her eyes, she said in a choked voice, "My dear daughter, congratulations on winning another grand prize in the violin competition."

Lin Zhiruo said with some confusion, "Mom, I've won so many awards, you're used to it, why are you so excited today?"

"Uh..." Han Jae-in felt like she was about to be exposed because of her time travel.

Lin Lang put his son down, looked at his daughter and said with a smile, "Ruo'er, your mother is going through menopause and her emotions are unstable."

"Hehe..." Lin Zhiruo covered her mouth and laughed sweetly.

"Ugh, you're the one going through menopause!" Han Zaiyin said reproachfully, raising her hand and gently punching Lin Lang's shoulder.

Lin Haoqian looked up at his older sister Lin Zhiruo and said curiously, "Sis, let me see your trophy."

Lin Zhiruo handed the trophy to her younger brother and said with a smile, "Here, take a look."

Lin Haoqian took the championship trophy, looked at it, and chuckled, "Dad, how about I sign up for the World Street Dance Competition and win a championship trophy too?"

System notification: "Lin Haoqian, the youngest son of the host and Han Zaiyin, has awakened the [Master-level Street Dance Proficiency] skill. Although he is only eight and a half years old, he can stand at the top of the world street dance world and become a generation of world street dance king as soon as he debuts."

Lin Lang looked at his son's childish face, touched his cheek, and said affectionately, "Okay! Then let your sister help you register."

"Yay!" Xiao Haoqian raised his sister's championship trophy above his head, jumping and skipping with excitement.

Han Jae-in wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, unable to hide her joy, and said, "My dear daughter, what kind of reward do you want for winning the championship? Tell Mom and Dad."

Lin Zhiruo tilted her head and thought for a moment, then shook Lin Lang's arm and said coquettishly, "Dad, I want to start a solo violin concert tour around the world, is that okay?"

Looking at his daughter's expectant face, Lin Lang replied indulgently, "Of course! I'll have Wheatfield Music plan the publicity for you. How about we hold the first show at the Vienna Golden Hall?"

"Great! Thank you, Dad! Hehe..." Lin Zhiruo was overjoyed.