Once Wang Qingge sat down at the piano, he stopped caring what others thought.
All he wants to do now is complete the tasks the system assigns him.
However, the fact that he didn't move after sitting down led others to mistakenly believe that he couldn't improvise.
Actually, no, he wanted to make sure there wouldn't be any mishaps during the performance, so he double-checked the question with Mr. Chen.
"Mr. Chen, shall we continue with the theme of rain?"
When Old Chen saw him ask this, he didn't think too much about it: "Well, let's still use rain as the topic! Just like before."
"Okay, I understand." Wang Qingge breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Old Chen said.
I'm really afraid that they'll suddenly change the subject from rain to rain, then he'll be completely finished.
Fortunately, this did not happen, and he was completely relieved.
After confirming everything, Wang Qingge finally said something to everyone present.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to ask you all to be my witnesses and listen to what I think of this impromptu composition I have created?"
Thank you everyone.
Hearing Wang Qingge's words, others didn't think much of it, but those who had a grudge against him were a different story.
People like Zhou Jian and Cheng Bai have been waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
Han Zhixuan's mother, Zhang Ruping, was the same; she stopped pretending after Wang Qingge took the stage.
He thought to himself, "You little brat, you dare to lie to my daughter? Let's see what you do now."
Han Zhixuan, who was genuinely worried about him, was truly at a loss for what to do at this moment.
Although she knew Wang Qingge's strength, the two had only known each other for a short time, and there were some things she didn't understand.
For example, like now, improvising like this, Han Zhixuan doesn't know if Wang Qingge is capable of it.
So she was genuinely worried that something unexpected might happen to the other person.
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However, while Han Zhixuan was still worried about Wang Qingge.
Suddenly, a soft piano melody came from the stage without any warning.
"Deng, deng deng... deng deng."
The sudden sound of the piano instantly silenced the previously slightly noisy scene.
It's like a soothing melody that instantly calms you down the moment it appears.
This sudden, gentle sound slowly entered everyone's heart, bringing a sense of peace and wonder that was difficult to describe.
Everyone was stunned at that moment, even Old Chen was no exception.
This was the first time Old Chen had encountered such a situation in his entire life. It was originally a minor incident, just an impromptu performance.
To his surprise, this young man named Wang Qingge defeated him with a single move.
Chen Xin, the granddaughter next to Mr. Chen, is in even worse condition than her grandfather.
Chen Xin had no expectations or attention for Wang Qingge, because she herself could be considered the most talented piano prodigy here.
So apart from the older generation and people like Zhou Jian, whom she paid some attention to, she didn't care about anyone else.
So from the moment Wang Qingge stepped onto the stage, she paid little attention to him and had no interest in looking at him.
In her eyes, he was just an ordinary person who was somewhat handsome, and there was nothing about him that was worth her attention.
However! Just as she was dismissing it, a breathtaking piano melody suddenly rang out from the stage.
This melody, which struck straight to the depths of one's soul, was a sound Chen Xin had never heard before in her entire life.
The beautiful and ethereal music seemed to exist outside of this world; it was as if it came from the heavens.
The moment the music appeared, Chen Xin was completely captivated by it; she herself was a piano prodigy.
But I never imagined that the piano could do this. Just the beginning was enough to captivate the audience.
At this moment, she finally looked directly at the person on the stage who was engrossed in playing the instrument.
The person on the stage moved with such skill that it was as if he himself was the piano and the piano was him.
These are not the most important things. What is truly unbelievable is that it moves in accordance with the movements of his hands.
One after another, beautiful notes flowed from the piano keys.
Chen Xin could hardly believe that such beautiful piano music and such a beautiful melody were absolutely unique in the world.
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As for Han Zhixuan, she was originally very worried about Wang Qingge, fearing that he wouldn't be able to compose any music.
To her utter surprise, her worries were completely unnecessary.
It wasn't until Wang Qingge started playing on stage that she realized what she had been worried about.
It's really unnecessary. Maybe they don't need her to worry about them or care about them at all.
These are not the most important things. What is truly important is the piece that Wang Qingge is playing now.
Han Zhixuan can absolutely say that this piece is a masterpiece that is in no way inferior to the Nocturne No. 5.
She had always believed in his abilities and in Wang Qingge's exceptional piano skills.
But she didn't know that he was not only good at playing the piano.
He's even so good at improvisation and composing; he can create a piece of music just by idly putting together a song.
It has already surpassed countless people and countless songs; it is a divine song, destined to be remembered for generations.
This was something Han Zhixuan had never thought of, nor had she ever known.
If Han Zhixuan was so shocked, then her mother Zhang Ruping must have been even more so.
Since Han Zhixuan played the Nocturne No. 5 for her last night and told her that the piece was composed by Wang Qingge, Zhang Ruping has been completely incredulous.
That's why she called Wang Qingge here today, in order to expose this fraudster in front of all the musicians.
To her utter surprise, Wang Qingge had been successfully tricked by her and was now under her careful control.
The other person finally stepped onto the stage to perform, but just when she thought she was about to expose their lie.
Just as she was about to witness the other person make a fool of themselves, something completely unexpected happened.
She always thought he was a fraud, someone who couldn't improvise.
Suddenly, a piece of music came on that instantly captivated her.
Zhang Ruping has studied piano her whole life, and she has never heard such a beautiful piece of music.
No, she had already heard the beautiful melody last night, but she just couldn't believe it was composed by Wang Qingge.
Even now, at this very moment, when she hears such a beautiful melody played by Wang Qingge again.
She finally believed it all; it turned out her own daughter hadn't lied to her, it was just that she herself hadn't believed it all along.
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