Chapter 1221 The Real First
The man's fingers danced nimbly on the black and white keys, just like the girl dancing lightly on the stage; every note and every melody were coordinated so perfectly, as if they had been rehearsed countless times.
The moment the audience saw Jason's face, they fell into an eerie silence, followed by screams. If there hadn't been a big shot in charge, their reaction would have been even more exaggerated. A classical dance performance was interrupted by a world-class male pop singer!
This is Jason Harmer's influence around the world. Whether in the United States, China or Russia, he is always in the spotlight.
Audiences watching the live broadcast in different time zones all showed various expressions of astonishment/surprise/shock. They watched this live broadcast just to enjoy a classical ballet performance and watch the reality show of a Russian bigwig, but they could also see Jason Harmer?
Is this a benefit of live streaming?
Even the Russian boss on the second floor raised his eyebrows.
The most excited ones are definitely Jason's fans.
They screamed through the screen, saying “OMG” over and over.
The last time Jason played the piano was during his world tour two years ago. His piano music has his own unique style. Many people have tried to imitate him, but few have succeeded.
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As a die-hard fan of Jason, how could Lina not recognize Jason's piano sound? As early as the moment the prelude melody sounded, all the blood in her body rushed to her head, and her heart wanted to jump out of her chest.
But this was the stage of the Moscow State Theatre, and she could not afford to relax at all. Until the end of the dance, she did not even glance at the piano on the left and completed the dance perfectly.
She made the last movement and the last note on the piano ended.
The applause that resounded throughout the venue was like thunder, and many audience members stood up.
Jason smiled and stood up, but did not approach Lina. He still stood in the left corner, put one hand on his chest, bent down slightly, and made a very gentlemanly gesture of thanks. On the other side, Lina held up her skirt and also thanked the audience in an elegant posture. The two people cooperated seamlessly, just like the male and female protagonists in an oil painting, which was pleasing to the eye.
The applause became more enthusiastic.
Amidst the applause, the two walked off the stage one after the other. Jason was in front and Lina looked at his back. This was her idol since she was a child. She grew up listening to his songs. Over the years, his posture and appearance seemed to have never changed.
She recalled the first time she went to the United States to watch his concert when she was fourteen. She tried every possible means to take time off, spent a lot of money to buy tickets, and traveled from New Zealand to the United States for dozens of hours. But when she sat in the seat of the stadium and saw him appear, all her fatigue and hardship disappeared, and she followed the fans from other countries and shouted Jason's name crazily.
She was sitting in the position with the best view, less than five meters away from Jason. Just a casual wink from him was enough to make her scream wildly.
Later, Jason followed her on Instagram, which made her famous overnight. Her father became friends with him, but she never thought that such an identity could bring her any fan privileges.
She never imagined that one day Jason would condescend to play the piano for her.
Her eyes were a little moist.
"It's just a friendly favor, why are you so moved?" A man's chuckle sounded above my head.
Lina raised her head, looked at Jason's face so close, and whispered, "Thank you."
"Just say thank you. Why are you crying? Your makeup will be ruined by crying. How are you going to go on stage to receive the award later?"
As soon as he said that, Lina didn't dare to cry, but tears accumulated in her eyes. Jason laughed, took out the decorative handkerchief from his suit pocket, and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. His movements were rare and gentle.
"The surprise you gave me was too big for me to handle," Lina said, choking.
"Since you have chosen my song, I am free, so I will accompany you. It won't take up more than a few minutes."
Yes, it only takes a few minutes to play the piano, but how much time does it take to travel from the United States to Russia? Jason's time is billed, how much does it cost to waste such a long time?
"Scott also agreed? He...he won't ask my dad to pay, right?" Lina frowned, looking very conflicted.
Jason laughed out loud.
They were already backstage, where there were no cameras, but there were just as many people backstage as outside. Everyone was looking at Jason and Lina. There were many people waiting to get Jason's autograph and take photos with him after he stepped down, but when they saw this, they were too embarrassed to go up and disturb them.
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