boyutpedia Chapter 27 Chen Mo plays the piano on stage, stunning the entire audience!
Chapter 27 Chen Mo plays the piano on stage, stunning the entire audience!
Chapter 27 Chen Mo plays the piano on stage, stunning the entire audience!
Chen Mo looked up.
There stood a young man, dressed in a white linen shirt and dark blue casual pants, his hair neatly combed.
He turned to look at the woman sitting opposite him, giving her subtle hints with his eyes.
The woman looked a year or two older than him. She was wearing a light gray dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders. She had delicate features and an indescribable aloofness in her eyes, like someone who had stepped out of a painting.
She saw the man opposite her stand up, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes, but he still stood up.
All eyes were on these two people.
The two of them didn't look very old, probably in their early twenties.
The man wore a confident smile, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned and his chin held high, giving the impression that he was very self-assured.
The host's eyes lit up.
The worst thing about these kinds of events is when there's a lull in the atmosphere. If no one responds or goes on stage, the atmosphere becomes awkward and the event fizzles out.
Once he has an audience, he is confident that he can create a lively atmosphere.
"Then please, you two!"
The man and woman walked out of their seats, across several tables, and onto the stage.
Chen Mo noticed that the man did indeed look a bit short.
But that woman attracted his attention more.
There's a unique quality about her that comes with being an artist—quiet, elegant, and aloof, so beautiful that it's hard to look away.
The host handed the microphone to the two people.
"How should I address you two?"
The man snatched the microphone, his voice clear and bright.
"My surname is Zhou, Zhou Ziheng. This is my senior, surname Lin, Lin Zhixia."
The host smiled and nodded.
"Mr. Zhou, Ms. Lin, what performance would you like to give?"
Zhou Ziheng glanced at Lin Zhixia, then turned back, his tone filled with undisguised confidence.
"I play guitar, and my senior plays piano."
The host nodded and pointed to the band on the side of the stage.
"Then you two can discuss it with the band members."
Zhou Ziheng walked over to the band, whispered a few words to the man playing the guitar, and then showed him a sheet music on his phone.
Lin Zhixia walked to the electronic keyboard, sat down on the keyboard bench, and gently pressed a few notes on the keys to test the tone and dynamics.
After the two agreed on the song, Zhou Ziheng took an acoustic guitar from the band's guitarist, put on the strap, and stood in the center of the stage to tune it.
He lowered his head and plucked the strings a few times with practiced ease.
Lin Zhixia sat on the piano bench, her hands on the keys, waiting for his signal.
Zhou Ziheng adjusted the pitch, looked up at Lin Zhixia, and nodded.
Then his fingers moved.
It's a classic pop song with a melody that everyone is familiar with.
Lin Zhixia's hands landed on the piano keys, and the sound of the piano flowed from her fingertips.
Her fingering was very precise; she pressed every note accurately and kept every rhythm steady without any unnecessary movements.
The two didn't coordinate perfectly, but for the average person, the performance was already quite impressive.
The diners in the restaurant put down their chopsticks, some raised their phones to record, and others nodded gently to the melody.
As the piece ended, the last note fell from the piano keys and slowly dissipated in the air, followed by a wave of applause.
"It sounds great!"
"One more song!"
Someone shouted from the corner.
The girls around Chen Mo also clapped and cheered.
Coco couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Playing a musical instrument is so cool, so charming."
Xiao Lu nodded, her gaze following Lin Zhixia's retreating figure, a hint of regret in her voice.
"When I was little, my mom wanted me to learn piano, but I thought it was too tiring and I refused to go."
The host returned to the stage with the microphone, his smile even wider than before.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou and Ms. Lin, for your wonderful performance! You two are our first group of contestants. Is there anyone else who wants to sign up?"
The applause in the restaurant gradually subsided, and the guests picked up their chopsticks again, whispering among themselves about the performance they had just witnessed.
The host looked around and waited for five or six seconds, but no one responded.
He asked again.
"Anyone else want to come up and try it out?"
The restaurant fell silent for a moment.
Chen Mo raised his hand.
All eyes in the room instantly turned to him.
Zhou Ziheng hadn't stepped off the stage yet. Standing at the edge of the stage, he saw Chen Mo raise his hand, his gaze falling on him as he looked him up and down.
Then his gaze shifted to the six girls beside Chen Mo, his lips twitched slightly, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.
The young women around Chen Mo also stared wide-eyed.
"Brother, you can play musical instruments?"
Xiao Rou's voice carried an undisguised shock, her eyes wide open.
The other young women also stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.
In their minds, Chen Mo was like a martial arts master, capable of single-handedly defeating more than twenty thugs in less than three minutes, cleanly and efficiently.
Playing musical instruments and being a martial arts master are practically from two different dimensions.
How can one person be both a fighter and a musician at the same time?
Chen Mo smiled.
"I know a little bit."
The host's smile widened even more when he saw someone raise their hand.
He extended his hand towards Chen Mo, making a "please" gesture.
"Excellent! Please welcome this gentleman to the stage!"
Chen Mo stood up from his chair and walked onto the stage.
Several girls followed his retreating figure with their unblinking gazes.
The host handed the microphone to Chen Mo.
"What is your surname, sir?"
"His surname is Chen."
"Okay, Mr. Chen. What kind of performance would you like to do? Singing or playing an instrument?"
Chen Mo's gaze swept across the stage and landed on the electronic keyboard.
"Let's play the piano."
He most wanted to know how good his piano playing skills were.
He has a guitar at home, so he can try it whenever he wants, but it's different with a piano; he doesn't have one at home.
The host nodded.
Lin Zhixia stood up from the piano bench, nodded slightly to Chen Mo, and then walked off the stage.
Zhou Ziheng was still standing at the edge of the stage, not far away.
He watched Chen Mo walk towards the piano, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing an even more disdainful smile.
He had just seen Chen Mo sitting with a group of "energetic young women," so he naturally categorized Chen Mo as one of those "energetic young men."
This kind of person dyes their hair and gets a tattoo, wanders around the streets, doesn't have much money in their pocket, and is best at showing off in front of young girls.
Can play the piano? He'd seen too many people like that, going up and playing a bunch of random tunes, thinking they're so great, just to grab attention, when in reality they're completely clueless.
He turned to look at Lin Zhixia, his voice lowered, with a hint of mockery in it.
"Senior, this guy is definitely here to cause trouble. Look at the people sitting at his table, they're all street thugs. What kind of piano could someone like that play?"
He paused, his tone becoming even more disdainful.
"Remember to cover your ears later, so you don't get polluted by the noise from this kind of person."
Lin Zhixia glanced at him.
Her gaze was calm, neither agreeing with him nor refuting him; she simply smiled politely.
Then he turned his head and his gaze returned to the stage.
Zhou Ziheng was not angry.
The senior in front of him was known for her aloofness in their college, and it had taken a lot of effort to get her to agree to have a meal with him.
If it weren't for the fact that he and a senior student were assigned to the same team for this year's freshman performance, and he couldn't have gotten together with her under the pretext of "discussing performance details," he would never have been able to meet up with her.
He turned his gaze back to the stage, crossed his arms, and prepared to enjoy a good laugh.
Chen Mo sat down on the piano bench.
He took a deep breath, then raised his hands and placed them above the piano keys.
The finger fell down.
The black and white keys bounced and fell under his fingertips, producing a continuous ascending arpeggio.
Then the left hand follows, sliding down from high to low, creating another continuous arpeggio, the sound cascading like a waterfall from the high register to the low register.
Smooth.
It was completed in one go, flowing smoothly, impeccable, and without any flaws!
Zhou Ziheng's expression changed instantly.
Those two arpeggios you just played were fast and in good pitch; such basic skills take more than a decade to master.
Lin Zhixia's originally cold eyes brightened slightly at this moment.