In Lanjing City, there is a concert hall modeled after Vienna's Golden Hall in Austria. It cost a fortune and looks quite grand and magnificent.
The dome, several meters high, is adorned with colorful murals, and sixteen chandeliers hang down, casting a soft and bright light.
Rows of wooden chairs, as if weathered by time, are quite ancient and solemn.
The railings of the stands on both sides were sprinkled with gold powder.
The front tiered stage is spacious and has an expensive piano mounted on it.
A professional orchestra performed an ensemble piece on the seats below.
Ke Youfang, dressed in a brown suit and wearing a top hat, closed his eyes and leisurely enjoyed the music.
Sitting next to him was a girl in a formal dress with an indescribably good figure. Her curves were undeniably eye-catching, and the subtle cleavage on her chest was extremely beautiful.
Ke Bing sat in this magnificent concert hall, listening to the elegant musical notes flowing continuously from the stands…
These musical notes are what truly stir people's emotions.
"Please welcome the music master who has made a special trip to Arashikyo, our friend from Japan—Hikawa Tsunahata."
After the piece ended, the audience members whispered among themselves. The name of Tsunaichi Hikawa was still well-known; he was a highly respected figure in the piano world and frequently toured the world with the famous orchestras he was in charge of.
Ke Youfang was also quite accomplished in piano. Although he didn't have much interaction with Richuan Gangban, he admired the pianist from the bottom of his heart.
"This Japanese man is worth listening to," he said casually.
"Understood, Father."
Ke Bing responded respectfully.
The concert was held about a dozen hours after Jiang Cheng climbed through the window into the villa yesterday.
Thinking about what happened last night, even though Hikawa Tsunabe had already appeared and politely tipped his hat to everyone, Ke Bing's mind was completely elsewhere.
She wondered what Jiang Cheng was doing right now, and his handsome face appeared in her mind again.
Do you believe me?
"I trust you."
"good."
A simple promise in less than three sentences.
Is it really worth trusting?
Sometimes, it's really worth it!
"Let us welcome the world-class piano master, the mentor-like figure respected by Tsunato Hikawa - Ejo.
As the sound rang out.
After Hikawa Tsunahachi finished playing his piece and left the stage, the stands were plunged into darkness.
The entire hall was dark.
The audience turned to look at the stage. Most of them had come for Gangban, but they didn't expect there to be a mentor as well. They discussed and talked about it.
Ke Bing looked up in surprise.
On the stage, they were the center of attention.
A beam of light shone on the heavy, solemn, and elegantly shaped black piano, which shimmered with a dark, mysterious luster.
The boy walked out from backstage, dressed in a jet-black tuxedo with a dark blue butterfly tie around his neck. He didn't even glance at the audience, and leisurely walked to the piano.
sit down.
She placed her fair fingers on the black and white keys and took a deep breath.
"This piece is dedicated to a girl in the stands. She's not famous, but I'll do my best to play it well." Jiang Cheng's voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet hall. He looked straight ahead, and it was unclear who he was speaking to.
However, on the wooden chair, Ke Youfang's stubble-covered face suddenly sharpened. He recognized the young man and disliked him intensely.
For someone with an extremely strong desire for control, to touch what they have is like holding a knife to their throat.
Ke Bing stared at Jiang Cheng on stage, somewhat shocked. Why was he at the concert again? It seemed that ever since she officially met Jiang Cheng, every time she saw him, no matter where she was or how his face appeared in her mind, she would see him again.
Like magic.
All was quiet.
The first strike of the black and white keys was so uneventful; Jiang Cheng began his performance...
His fingers danced across the piano, and he slowly closed his eyes.
The musical notes resonated from the magnificent stands, instantly echoing throughout the entire hall!
Miraculously, it instantly drew people into a state of sadness, calming the restless emotions of countless people. This piece of music was like background music in the soul.
Like a concerto in the life of some people.
His movements were unhurried and deliberate, without any sense of showing off. He narrated one passage after another in a straightforward manner, as if he wanted to soothe the emotions in the entire world.
The highest level of music is to create imagined scenes through the performance when you close your eyes and listen.
At that moment, an image of a young girl appeared in the minds of countless people. She was wearing a dress and standing barefoot in the valley. She was all alone in the world, and before her stretched endless flowers that bloomed all over the valley.
Her face was pale, yet she smiled gently. Behind her lay a bottomless abyss, a place so close yet she dared not take a step forward.
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Sitting in the chair, Jiang Cheng was completely absorbed in the music. He had heard the piece several years ago, but only now did he truly understand its meaning.
It's not a masterpiece by a great pianist, but rather background music from a game.
The name of this piece is "The Girl in the Shell".
It carries a touch of melancholy within its sorrow; when it plays, the uproar of the entire world subsides, leaving only one heart adrift in an ocean of grief.
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