Chen Yun walked onto the stage carrying a guzheng.
He casually placed the guzheng on the table, then sat down in a chair and slowly tuned the strings.
There was no self-introduction.
They didn't say what piece of music they were going to play.
His composed and casual demeanor was like that of a noble young master carrying a guqin into his backyard garden on an autumn day, preparing to play a tune by the bamboo grove under the pavilion in the backyard.
The audience members were even more surprised to see this and began whispering among themselves.
Who is this person?
"I don't know him. He doesn't seem to be on the performance list."
"He walked up from the audience seats. Could it be that an audience member went up on stage and improvised a piece?"
"I don't think so. Didn't you see someone come over with a guzheng as soon as he walked to the edge of the stage, kneel down and present it to him? I guess he might be a master with great musical attainments, otherwise he wouldn't receive such high treatment as kneeling down to present the instrument."
...
Shu Tangyin and Shu Lingyue exchanged a smile.
It seems the audience is unaware of the situation!
Especially the artists and audiences from Japan, had no idea that Chen Yun was there for them.
at this time.
Chen Yun was already prepared and, without even trying to build up his emotions, casually flicked the paddle.
Clang clang clang—
Immediately, a melodious and gentle sound, like the flowing water of Jiangnan, drifted from Chen Yun's fingers.
This wasn't the first time Shu Tangyin and Shu Lingyue had heard Chen Yun play the zither.
But upon hearing Chen Yun's zither music again, the two women's eyes lit up, revealing their appreciation.
Song Yanran, Shu Xinyuan, and Xu Yuehua were all surprised, seemingly not expecting Chen Yun to have such abilities.
Sun Yuchuan, Lai Fu, and Long Pingting knew Chen Yun's abilities, and they all looked on with rapt attention as they listened intently.
Cheng Xilei is a teacher at the music academy. She has excellent musical skills and can tell at a glance that Chen Yun's playing level is very high, reaching a level of effortless mastery.
He murmured, "It's been more than ten years since I last saw him. I didn't expect his musical skills to have improved so much. He's already reached the level of a master, even more impressive than me, a teacher at a music academy."
The audience at the scene were amazed.
Because everyone noticed that Chen Yun played very well.
Lei Zhihua sat next to Sun Yuchuan, frowning as he looked at Chen Yun on the stage. Although he thought Chen Yun played well, he was more concerned about why Chen Yun was appearing with Doctor Sun.
In addition, he was worried that Chen Yun might be trying to sabotage things and persuade Doctor Sun not to cooperate with Tianjiao Group.
Thinking this, he secretly took out his phone and sent a text message to Xiao Wenwei to report the situation.
Soon, Xiao Wenwei replied: Chen Yun is definitely here to cause trouble. Lei Zhihua, you must do everything you can to win over Doctor Sun. No matter what price you offer, you must reach a cooperation agreement with Doctor Sun.
Lei Zhihua replied: Yes, President!
At this moment, Gu Zhihao had changed into new clothes and, with a group of his men, arrived at the concert hall from backstage, looking menacing.
As soon as he entered, he saw Chen Yun sitting on the stage playing the guzheng.
He was stunned, pointed at Chen Yun on the stage, and asked those around him, "Isn't that the bastard who beat me up in the bathroom? How did he end up on stage playing the piano?"
Both sides shook their heads, saying they didn't know.
Liu Wentai asked respectfully, "Young Master Gu Zhihao, should I take some men up there, drag that kid down, and hand him over to you for punishment?"
Gu Zhihao sneered: "No rush, let's wait until he finishes playing. The night is long, I'll play with him slowly."
Liu Wentai replied, "Yes, young master."
Although the Gu family is a renowned artistic family in Japan, and the most famous music academy, flower arrangement academy, sword-making academy, and kendo academy in Japan are all run by the Gu family.
But Gu Zhihao is a complete idiot, with little ability to appreciate art.
He listened for a moment, then frowned and asked, "What tune is that bastard playing on stage?"
That one sentence really stumped both sides.
Gu Zhihao angrily said, "You guys are supposed to be my Gu family's subordinates, receiving artistic training every day, and now you can't even tell what piece that kid on stage is playing?"
Liu Wentai quickly said, "Young Master Gu Zhihao, the piece that the young man on stage played is not a famous classical piece from China, so we can't tell what it is."
"However, his playing technique is superb."
"The music was like a gentle stream, melodious and pleasant, sounding like a folk song from the Jiangnan region of China..."
Before he could finish speaking...
On stage, Chen Yun's playing style changed.
Liu Wentai exclaimed in surprise, "Huh, the style of music has changed! It's gone from the folk songs of Jiangnan in China to the style of temple music in Kyoto, Japan. It feels like... like..."
Gu Zhihao blurted out, expressing his feeling: "It's like a chivalrous swordsman from Jiangnan, China, who was strolling among the streams and bridges of Jiangnan when suddenly the scene changes, and the swordsman from China has arrived in Japan and is walking in the temples of Kyoto, Japan..."
Liu Wentai's eyes lit up, and he praised, "Yes, yes, young master Gu Zhihao, you're right, that's exactly the feeling."
"This child's zither music seems to have a magical power; when listening to his music, images involuntarily appear in my mind."
"It is said that in ancient China, when Bo Ya played the zither, Zhong Ziqi was able to feel the beauty of mountains and flowing water."
"The musician on stage has already reached the level of the ancient musician Boya."
Gu Zhihao nodded, looked at Chen Yun playing the guzheng on the stage, and said with some envy, "I didn't expect this guy to be such a musical expert!"
All the audience members present shared the same feeling as Liu Wentai and Gu Zhihao.
As they listened to Chen Yun's zither music, illusions appeared in their minds: a swordsman from Jiangnan in China, and then a scene shifted from the misty, rainy Jiangnan with its flowing streams and bridges to a temple in Kyoto, Japan, with a completely different style.
Even listening to Chen Yun's piano playing.
They could even sense the swordsmen from the Dragon Kingdom walking through the courtyards of Kyoto temples, the fragrance of blooming cherry blossoms wafting in the wind, and the fleeting figures of hidden ninjas.
Liu Wentai exclaimed in a low voice, "The swordsman from the Dragon Kingdom... has come from Jiangnan in the Dragon Kingdom to a temple in Kyoto, Japan... There's a murderous aura, the music carries a murderous aura, ninjas have appeared, along with martial monks and Japanese samurai. This swordsman from the Dragon Kingdom is already surrounded by an ambush in the Kyoto temple..."
Not only Liu Wentai, but also Gu Zhihao and the audience felt that Chen Yun's musical style had changed again, and that the style now had a hidden murderous aura.
Sudden!
Two sharp clanging sounds, like a swordsman drawing his sword.
To the audience, it sounded like the clanging of two swords.
Liu Wentai, his face filled with horror, exclaimed again, "The swordsman from the Dragon Kingdom has made his move! With two swift strokes, he casually killed two ninjas who attacked him..."
Gu Zhihao and the others stared wide-eyed.
Because the images that came to mind when they listened to the music were the same as those described by Liu Wentai.
On stage.
Chen Yun played faster and faster.
The music grew increasingly urgent and shrill.
Liu Wentai murmured, "The Dragon Kingdom swordsman continued forward, and many ninjas, samurai, and monks appeared, trying to intercept him. But the Dragon Kingdom swordsman's swordsman was so fast that all the ninjas and samurai who stood in his way were struck by his sword and fell down screaming in agony..."
"This warrior from the Dragon Kingdom has already reached the Hall of Heroes in the temple."
"Oh my god, who can stop him?"
At this point, Chen Yun's musical style changed again.
The music style became heavy and somber.
As Liu Wentai listened to the music, the illusion in his mind changed again. He excitedly said, "It has appeared! Our Japanese God of War has appeared! He has appeared in front of the Hall of Heroes! The God of War is going to personally fight against the swordsman from the Dragon Kingdom!"
Liu Wentai was completely captivated by the music, as if he were possessed.
His eyes were vacant, and he was trapped in a hallucination from which he could not extricate himself.
He even clenched his fists nervously, fearing that the Japanese military god in his hallucination would lose to the Chinese swordsman...
In fact, it wasn't just him; Gu Zhihao and all the other Japanese people, upon hearing the music, all had images in their minds of the Chinese swordsman and the Japanese war god dueling in front of the Hall of Heroes, and they were all bewitched.
Some were on edge, some were full of fighting spirit, and some were secretly praying: Don't lose! God of War, a group of ancestors in the Hall of Heroes are watching you, you absolutely cannot lose to this swordsman from the Dragon Kingdom...
Shu Tangyin and the others were also moved by Chen Yun's music, and images of the Dragon Kingdom swordsman dueling with the Japanese war god appeared in their minds.
Laifu's eyes widened even more; his feelings were even more direct!
In a daze, he felt as if he had traveled back to that day at Mikage-ji Temple in Kyoto, Japan, to the moment when Chen Yun fought Chiba Ryuji, and he was so nervous that sweat was quietly beading on his forehead...
The piece Chen Yun played captivated everyone in the audience.
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