"Well done, you." Feng Xia gave him a thumbs up and a world shaking smile.
Jordan Lin bestowed upon her his own world shaking smile, including a show of his pearly white teeth.
"Jordan, that was so beautiful!" Tiffany Tatum, a pretty sophomore with a respectable ches - ah a respectable smile, was gushing at him. "Especially that second song, Fur Elizabeth! It's… Ah… So touching!"
"Yes yes, Jordan bro, you were incredible out there! I love that first song! Oh my god, I couldn't believe the emotions that I was feeling. It was as though I was attending a rock concert! But you were clearly just playing the piano! Oh god. I need to listen to it again!"
The praises from the beauties came on like an unstoppable deluge.
Jordan Lin was truly having the time of his life.
"Bro, you've turned me into your fan! You need to make a music video and update your Gram immediately. It will definitely shock the whole world!"
"Jordan, are you single? Hehehe. What's your handphone number? Give it to me, quick!"
"Here, this is my number. Make sure you drop me a message later, alright?"
"Hahaha thank you very much for your kind words beautiful ladies. I was just randomly playing several songs which I created during my free time. They were nothing special. Nothing at all! You're too kind. Too kind!" Jordan Lin laughed happily and failed spectacularly at his attempt to be modest. "My number is XXX XXX, feel free to drop me a message anytime! Hahaha!"
"Randomly playing several songs? Nothing special? Bah! What a show off!" A very jealous scrawny boy who tried to break Jordan Lin's confidence earlier was watching him with envious fury.
"Yeah. Nobody has created new songs for the piano for a very long time now, so any new song will sound good. But after a while, its true character will shine forth. Just try listening to it a few more times! You'll probably find that it sounds boring. I almost fell asleep listening to that second song. Yawn!"
"Indeed. I don't know why everybody is clapping? I think the songs were only so-so."
"Don't get too cocky you little bastard. If not I might just accidentally break your hands later. Hmph."
"You little bastard. You think you're better than us basketball players? The Baltech Basketball Team is ranked 7th Nationwide! You're ten thousand years too early if you think you're any good!"
Their words were laced with so much envy and venom that a few of the girls around Jordan Lin couldn't help but respond.
"Hey, don't be such sour grapes. Jordan Lin is still part of our school. We should be supportive of him, and we should be very happy that our school has accepted such a musical talent.
This way we will be able to win more State Competitions and maybe even National Competitions!" Janice, a wise and beautiful young woman who obviously represented the voice of the masses, spoke up for our bro and chided the jealous boys.
"Talent? Win National Competitions? Don't make me laugh!" Scoffed a particularly handsome young man who was also a freshman.
His name was Chandler Bong.
"Janice, you obviously have not seen my big brother play the Di Zi (Chinese Flute). Once you do, you'll probably feel that the crappy songs Jordan played earlier were nothing more than just fluffy crap.
My big brother is the best Di Zi player in Orlando, some even say Tampa.
My big brother is the real musical prodigy of our school!"
Our bro Jordan Lin was a magnanimous young man with a heart full of benevolence and forgiveness, he merely smiled kindl - oh hell no!
He was not that kind of MC!
Our bro Jordan Lin was instantly pissed off by the sour grapes!
Spurred on by the sensation of warmth around his throat which indicated the trigger of his Mini Lucky Aura, Jordan Lin launched a barrage of attacks.
"Wow!
Your BIG BROTHER is so cool.
Your BIG BROTHER is so skillful.
Your BIG BROTHER can play the Di Zi very well.
Wow!
Your BIG BROTHER can change your pampers very quickly too!
Your BIG BROTHER's t*ts also have a lot of milk to nurse you three times a day!
What an amazing BIG BROTHER!" Jordan Lin said very sarcastically.
"You! What nonsense are you spouting?!" Chandler Bong shouted angrily.
"You want to talk shit about me? Do it when you have your OWN skills to back it up!" Jordan Lin roared in righteous anger. "Stop sucking your big brother's tits!"
"I'm sucking my brother's tits? You're sucking your brother's tits! Your whole family is sucking your brother's tits!" Chandler Bong shouted and slammed his hand down on a nearby table.
Alas for our bro Chandler Bong, his heavy handed slam on the nearby table was unfortunately on a table where the stage manager placed a couple of spare mics and a bunch of recording and mixing devices.
The Mini Lucky Aura was truly godlike. Or in this particular case - devil-like!
Bang!
Chandler Bong's hand slam somehow switched on the recording device as well as the nearest mic which was connected directly to the main hall's speakers.
The massive hall speakers boomed out Chandler Bong's very loud and very clear shout, delivering his words with clarity and efficiency directly to the ears of everyone present.
"... You're sucking your brother's tits! Your whole family is sucking your brother's tits!"
"... your brother's tits!"
"... your brother's tits!"
Chandler Bong's voice echoed grandly and occupied the entire airspace in the auditorium like King Kong roaring on top of the Empire State Building.
All at once, the relatively quiet audience who were quietly enjoying the next performance up on stage, erupted with raucous laughter!
"What the hell is that? Stop sucking your big brother's tits! Hahahaha!"
"HAHA! That is so wrong on so many levels!!"
"Baaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Help! I… I can't hahahahahaa!! Breathe!!! Hahahaha!!"
Mr Chang's face turned pale with horror, then red in embarrassment, then green in physical nausea, then black in anger, then pale again in horror!!
"What?" Mr Walza the Mayor of Orlando was caught completely by surprise. A huge bubble of mirth threatened to erupt from deep within his heart.
But he firmly clamped it down with anger!
"Mr Chang! What's happening here!" He shouted instead!