Identity Exposure 1
It's truly astonishing that he can compose such a piece, but then his fingers stopped moving on the piano and his eyes locked onto Lan Ya with a fleeting moment of fervor. It's rare to find someone who understands music as deeply as he does.
He knew he couldn't rush out of her tune, so why bother, it's better to close his eyes and listen to her playing.
The overwound strings, with their high density and intensity, as well as the sharp and piercing tones, are always on the verge of snapping, making one's nerves tense with worry.
Lan Ya's fingers flowed smoothly, immersed in the sound of the piano, as if her heart had drawn out a battlefield. The majestic momentum of the piano sound made people feel both turbulent and surging.
In the trial arena, the other three had already abandoned their zithers and stopped playing. Who could suppress such a sound, who could rush out?
Only, Bai Mengni's piano sound was still mixed with the piano sound on the battlefield, her face was sweating, she couldn't rush out, but she refused to give up, a good piece of music, she played more and more without rules, more and more chaotic.
Lanya's piano sound became more and more urgent, Baimengni was getting more and more exhausted, her breathing becoming unstable.
A "ting" sound of a broken string rang out.
The listeners' hearts tightened at the same time, thinking that it would be the urgent sound of breaking the strings, but when they looked up, they realized that it was actually Miss Bai who broke the strings.
Without that chaotic and noisy piano sound, the only one left in the field was Lan Ya, and the piano sound continued to play, making people feel more and more passionate.
Her dark, deep-set eyes stared at the person playing the zither, a hint of determination flashing across her gaze - she had set her sights on this woman!
Her painting skills, chess moves, and piano playing were all beyond his expectations, surprising him. Such a wise and powerful woman, he was no longer just interested!
To say that this woman's body had long been his, thinking of this, the corners of his mouth rose into a satisfied smile, her taste was not bad...
What a shocking sight: He Xiang was the only one who had gone wild and crazy, while the warm gaze of the hundred-mile-long city became bright, and in front of the person playing the zither, his eyes were filled with frenzy.
He was completely absorbed in the music, his eyes full of admiration. He had never heard such a beautiful sound before, and it drew him in, making him feel like there was another world outside this one. It wasn't until today that he truly understood these words.
I thought his piano skills were unparalleled in the world, but I never expected that there would be such a magnificent sound in the world.
Her hands were just a guqin, slender fingers hooked the strings, fingerings were strange, and could use the sound of the guqin to depict a war scene, and also showed both grandeur and pathos, vividly and realistically.
The entire atmosphere of the battlefield where soldiers clashed in a fierce battle was vividly depicted, which is indeed rare.
Everyone under the stage who understands music can hear that this sound is extraordinary, and in their surprise, there is admiration. A woman has performed such a sound, what a rare talent, a musical genius.
Everyone was in admiration, except for Bai Mengni, whose face looked unpleasant. She is the daughter of the current prime minister and has been carrying countless halos since childhood. She is also a recognized talent among the public. Now she lost face here, how humiliating!
Lan Ya's song came to an end, and when she opened her eyes, she knew that no one could resist this melody. The ten hidden ambushes were too sharp, the intertwined sounds were too tense, and anyone's heart couldn't help but be moved.

