Jiangcheng Industrial's office building is located in the urban area of ​​Jiangcheng, right next to the most prosperous old street. The towering building has a sign hanging on it, making it particularly eye-catching.

Although it is called an industrial company, the company has turned to real estate since the last generation of directors. Taking advantage of the waves of precise investment at the end of the last century and the beginning of this century, it has made huge profits. Now Jiangcheng Industrial is already a veritable real estate company.

It is precisely for this reason that Jiangcheng Industry was able to purchase the Jiangcheng Grand Theater and its surrounding areas, which have not been developed for so many years, which really shows its wealth.

Lu Ban had never seen such a big scene before. He sat in the car, motionless.

He tried to ask the secretary Li Zijian, who looked about the same age as him, but the other party only knew to find Lu Ban and knew nothing else.

Lu Ban thought of Song Yunyan's resume. She had become quiet and steady since the fire. After taking over the business, she relied on accurate judgment to complete investments several times and completely led Jiangcheng Industry to success. Especially when it came to predicting some business projects and internal power struggles within the company, it was as if she had turned on a plug-in to predict the future.

However, Song Yunyan has never been married and is now in her forties. I wonder who will be the next heir to Jiangcheng Industrial.

It can't be that the female president took a fancy to me and wanted to adopt me as her son, right?

Then a group of young ladies of similar age came down from the sky, vying to teach Lu Ban how to drive a large truck?

joke!

While he was daydreaming, Lu Ban had already arrived at the door of the chairman's office.

"please."

Li Zijian opened the door and walked into the house with Lu Ban.

The room is very bright, and the floor-to-ceiling windows offer a view of the river, which stretches to the south. You can see the Ling River, which runs through the city, winding its way away and disappearing over the horizon.

People with a wide field of vision are usually the focus of snipers in most movies.

For some reason there was a piano in such a large office. When Lu Ban saw the piano, he was a little hesitant.

Because this piano is exactly the same as the one he saw at Jiangcheng Grand Theater that night!

On the other side of the floor-to-ceiling window, behind an exquisitely crafted solid wood desk, sat a capable woman.

Lu Ban recognized her immediately; this was Song Yunyan.

She looked just like the woman in red that Lu Ban saw in the theater that night on the news, except that she looked less youthful and more weathered.

Time has left traces on her eyes, but has not erased her charm. Even though she may be two years older than Lu Ban, Song Yunyan is indeed a beautiful woman.

"Please take a seat."

There was a sense of oppression in her voice. After Lu Ban sat down, she signaled the secretary to leave.

She and Lu Ban were the only ones left in the office.

"This piano is the same model that Danping used back then. I put it here to remind myself."

Song Yunyan noticed Lu Ban's gaze, explained, and then spoke again.

"I watched your video. The last scene was not a special effect. It was something that really happened, right?"

"……yes."

Honesty is Lu Ban’s greatest virtue. He told the truth and then asked.

"Ms. Song, can I borrow the piano?"

"Can you play the piano?"

Song Yunyan was obviously a little surprised.

"A little bit."

Lu Ban really only knows a little bit.

"Please."

After getting the other party's permission, Lu Ban came to the old yet brand new piano, lifted the cover covering the black and white keys, and tried the pitch.

Then, the melody flows.

This is the [Midnight Piano Sound] that Lu Ban obtained, which is the music composed by Du Danping.

He chose to play for two purposes.

First of all, if this Song Yunyan is no longer her real self, but has been replaced by something else, then this spiritual music should be able to help Lu Ban distinguish her.

Secondly, if this Song Yunyan was really her own self, then she would definitely be able to recognize this song and reach a consensus with Lu Ban.

"This is... the piece that Danping played that day."

Song Yunyan felt as if she was in another world.

It was as if the person sitting in front of her was not Lu Ban whom she met for the first time, but the talented, gentle and steady Du Danping.

That year, the stage was gorgeous and dazzling, and under the spotlight, he played brilliant music as if he had been kissed by the god of music.

That year, the beautiful woman who admired the talented man was shy and reckless, and her heart was full of love.

That year, a fire burned everything down, and from then on, the sound of the piano was no longer heard.

"Danping has told me many times that he was not looking for musical inspiration, but that all kinds of music had crawled into his head like bugs, and those melodies kept chasing him. I didn't believe it until that day."

Song Yunyan narrated in a half-asleep state as the piano music shimmered like the rippling water of a river.

"That day, we were preparing for the party, and there were many people present, but suddenly... no one could move. I don't know if you know that feeling, it was like my body didn't belong to me, only my senses were still functioning. I saw a fire backstage and the fire was spreading, but I couldn't do anything."

"I didn't know anything until Danping pushed me out of the way and told me to hurry up. He rushed onto the stage and started playing the piano. At the sound of the piano, we were finally able to move, and everyone ran towards the door that was already on fire."

"I looked back at Danping, he didn't stop playing, I saw his eyes, he told me to go."

"I escaped, but he died. No one could explain what happened. Everyone just thought he was crazy."

"Maybe everyone is crazy."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Song Yunyan's lips.

"Since then, I've had some more voices in my head... maybe you could call them voices. I can't understand most of these voices, but just understanding a little bit of them can help me make the right choices in business. However, every night, these voices will linger in my ears and can't be shaken off."

"Now, I finally understand what Danping said, 'It's not me who is chasing inspiration, but the inspiration that is chasing me'..."

"It's a coincidence that when I bought the land, I saw the handwriting of the designer of Jiangcheng Grand Theater and wrote a similar sentence on the manuscript... It's not that I designed this theater, but it should be like this."

“Perhaps, everything is destined.”

In the eyes of Lu Ban who was performing, this was no longer the chairman's office of Jiangcheng Industrial, but the Jiangcheng Grand Theater of the past.

At that moment, when the light of the stars shone, and the whispers and glimpses from the eternal descended upon the theater, what kind of mood did Du Danping have when he made that choice?

After experiencing all these things, Lu Ban was very clear that Du Danping, who escaped from the gaze of that great being, could easily take Song Yunyan and escape, because he possessed that kind of power.

However, Du Danping chose to return to the stage, to the piano, and use this melody to save others.

Even after his death, he continued to perform the final performance.

This theater may have been part of the "ritual" itself. The only way to completely avoid the tragedy that day was to demolish it completely.

This is probably the answer to "Who is playing" which has reached 100% exploration.

Lu Ban thought.

Can mortals stand up to these great beings?

Du Danping's actions have told Lu Ban that mortals' power can never reach the highest.

Even if they possess extraordinary powers, even if they are the most powerful among humans, they can still be crushed and turned into dust when faced with powers beyond nature.

What awaits Du Danping is death and the bondage after death.

What will greet Lu Ban?

He doesn't know.

On the side of the field of vision, the words written by the calligrapher hanging on the wall are twisted to form lines of text.

[Unlock branch: Melody of memories]

[You learned about the tragic end of a martyr. Collect the fragments of his melody scattered in the silent land and get rewards]