While everyone was still immersed in the music created by Xu Shaojun, they came to their senses and applause erupted like a tidal wave.
I love that handsome man!
A woman shouted loudly. Then she picked up the red roses on the table and threw them at Xu Shaojun.
The woman's action brought the atmosphere to a climax.
The people present gasped in amazement, and then followed suit. The women, completely ignoring their boyfriends' pale faces, grabbed roses and started throwing them at Xu Shaojun.
Xu Shaojun seemed stunned, completely unprepared for this turn of events.
Then, he bowed slightly, like a prince who had stepped out of the last century, noble and elegant.
"Oh! Xu, you're amazing. You really are..."
As soon as the applause ended, Tom went up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and praised him. He even complained that his Chinese wasn't good enough to express his feelings accurately, so he mixed praise in both Chinese and English.
Xu Shaojun exchanged a few words with Tom, then turned and walked back. He casually took a rose that had just landed on the piano.
Xu Shaojun walked up to Luo Jiu and then pulled out a fresh, dewy rose from behind his back. It was delicate and beautiful.
"This is for you."
Luo Jiu accepted the flowers. Even though someone else had thrown them in front of Xu Shaojun, she was still quite happy to receive them.
"Did I play well?" Xu Shaojun asked, his voice as magnetic as ever.
"Very impressive."
Luo Jiu replied, shifting her gaze to Xu Shaojun.
That's truly impressive. You can't reach this level without years of practice. Everyone here is from Shanghai's high society; they can tell whether someone's piano playing is just for show or they have real talent. They have very discerning ears.
It's unheard of for someone like Xu Shaojun to receive a huge pile of flowers after playing a piece.
"Then why didn't you just throw the flowers to me?"
As soon as Xu Shaojun finished speaking, he received a big eye roll from Luo Jiu.
Are you the Little Prince? You like roses so much? There are so many on the stage, but you don't seem to like them that much.
"It's too far to throw it. Do you want it? I'll give it to you now."
Luo Jiu blinked, her eyes slightly upturned, and her red lips parted as she spoke in a soft, gentle voice.
Upon hearing this, Xu Shaojun's body went limp, and he said gently:
"OK."
...
Luo Jiu was wearing a white nightgown, with her legs bent, sitting on the edge of the bed.
At this moment, the crescent moon shines brightly, gently caressing early summer amidst the osmanthus trees and along the stone path, entwining with the breeze and bringing forth delicate fragrance.
The delicate fragrance soothed my heart, just like the rose Xu Shaojun had given me at dusk.
Why am I thinking about him again...?
Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.
"Miss, are you asleep? The Major General wants you to go see him." It was the voice of the maid, Xiao Li.
Luo Jiu had some questions, patted her cheeks, put on a coat, and went out.
The pale yellow light from the chandelier hung down from above, and the surrounding silence made the night even more tranquil and peaceful.
Xu Shaojun was wearing a white shirt, the same outfit he wore when he went out earlier that day. He looked like he was just about to rest. Sitting on the other side of the sofa was a simply dressed woman.
When she turned around, she was surprised to find Shi Zixi, whom she hadn't seen for many days.
"Lolo".
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