Chapter 403 Inspiration
When Shen Pianpian said that she had no talent for piano, she was actually referring to her mother's genius level.
In fact, she is a student who can understand things quickly and has a strong memory.
It didn't take long for her to be able to play the entire piece.
The man was always behind her, occasionally correcting her fingering and missed notes in a light tone.
When she was able to complete the entire piece on her own, she stopped and just stood aside, watching and listening.
The girl seemed to be immersed in her own world.
Her slender white fingers danced gently and nimbly between the black and white keys, like a butterfly flying through flowers, but her eyes, which were staring at the keys, slowly lost focus.
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In fact, he looks no different from ordinary people on weekdays, except that when he occasionally talks to people, his eyes will stare at a certain place, empty and focused.
I know, it's an optical illusion.
He sees things that none of us can see, things that don't exist.
He was surrounded by the dead.
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Those messy, old handwritings gradually emerged in her mind.
The girl's expression involuntarily became dazed and indifferent.
She was playing the piano, but she also seemed to be in a trance.
Everything in front of me became blurry, and a back gradually appeared in the phantom under the light. She had gentle black hair and was also playing the piano with her head down. In fact, when the spotlight was shone on her, the silhouette looked very warm. However, at the same moment, the picture turned into cold black and white, like a pale portrait in the center of those weeping ghosts in distant memories.
Miss Shen’s expression at this moment is actually very photogenic.
The dark eyes were empty and confused, revealing an inorganic coldness, as if he saw something non-existent through the air in front of him.
Cheng Zhiyuan, who was standing aside, suddenly tensed up his cheeks, took a step forward and slapped the piano keys.
Makes a huge and strange noise.
Shen Pianpian suddenly woke up. Her face was still a little pale, but her eyes suddenly lit up with excitement.
"Boss! I really got an idea! I know how to act for the final exam!"
The man's face was obviously not looking good. He swallowed back all the words he was about to say when he saw the girl's round, excited eyes. In the end, he could only say one sentence,
"Congratulations, then."
The girl nodded frantically, then started skipping out.
"I need to go back and plan the plot, otherwise I'll forget everything later."
Miss Shen disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Cheng Zhiyuan remained leaning over the piano keys for a long time without moving.
His eyes were deep as he recalled the girl's expression just now, which was similar to the one he had seen in the mirror before, a creepy expression and gaze.
Perhaps subconsciously, he also rejects and hates his twisted and morbid self.
That's why when he saw her with a similar expression, his nerves instantly tensed up to the point of pain, and he couldn't wait to interrupt and stop her.
The man's tense shoulders relaxed at this moment.
He slowly turned around and sat on the piano bench, leaning his back against the piano, covering his face with his hands and laughing softly.
The voice was obscure and cold.
Some complex and dark emotions slowly grew and entangled in the shadows, and his silhouette became blurred and gloomy at this moment.
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Miss Shen next door was sitting cross-legged on the carpet at the moment, holding a pen and quickly recording her inspiration on paper.
After a few minutes, her pen suddenly stopped. The girl tapped her head with the pen and wrinkled her nose in distress.
"Should I be thinner if I want to play this role?"
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