Shenhao System: Nine trillion fell from the sky

Chapter 228 A song that stunned the audience (there is a red envelope in this chapter)
  However, Feng Yihao did not respond to her. He just walked silently towards the center of the stage, his steps steady and elegant, as if every step contained some kind of power. At that moment, he descended like a king, looking down upon all the beings in the audience. However, the audience in the audience was stunned by his actions. They didn't understand what the masked man was going to do.

"Who is this guy? He is so pretentious and wears a mask on stage. Do you think you are the King of Masked Singer?" someone in the audience mocked loudly. The words were full of disdain and contempt. They couldn't stand Feng Yihao's behavior and thought he was deliberately showing off.

Feng Yihao didn't seem to hear these taunts. He walked straight to the piano and sat down. Then, he closed his eyes, as if adjusting his emotions. At that moment, the entire stage fell into silence, with only Feng Yihao's figure standing alone under the light. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on him, waiting for his next move.

A full five minutes passed, and Feng Yihao still sat there motionless. His figure looked increasingly lonely under the lights, and the celebrities and Internet celebrities in the audience began to talk about it. They speculated on Feng Yihao's identity and purpose, and various speculations and doubts spread among the crowd. The audience in the live broadcast room was even more excited. They expressed their views and opinions one after another, and the Internet was filled with various voices for a while.

"What is this idiot doing? He's been sitting here for five minutes and he still hasn't started? Don't you know how to play?" someone mocked. "Who are the people hired by Hard Shell TV? They are simply lowering the standards of our three Taofeng boys!" Some people also expressed dissatisfaction and disappointment.

"Come down quickly, we want to see the three Taofeng boys!"

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  After five minutes of emotional settling, Feng Yihao's body finally showed signs of slight movement. He leaned slightly and sat in front of the piano, his fingers gently touching the keys, as if he were testing the surface of an icy lake. A low and depressing note sounded immediately. The sound was like a sigh deep in his heart, full of endless depression and emotional accumulation.

Feng Yihao's piano skills have surpassed ordinary people's imagination. Every note seemed to be the outpouring of his heart. His fingers jumped on the keys, like dancing butterflies, light and agile. He can even compose music on the spot, and he can skillfully play any melody that pops into his mind.

After Ouyang Murphy invited him. He began to search in the ocean of memory, thinking about what pieces to play. He recalled the piano music in the past, the pieces that had moved him and made his blood boil, but he could not find a piece that shocked him and left him with endless aftertaste. Perhaps, his vision is too high. Only the music composed by himself can meet his requirements and truly express his inner emotional world.

So, he decided to compose a piano piece based on himself. This song is like a picture of his life, telling the sad story of how a boy who was once as humble as a dog went through a heart-wrenching journey and finally emerged from his cocoon, transformed into a butterfly, and transformed into the King of the Sea. The first half of the song is low and depressing, and every note is like the heaviness and helplessness of his youth, revealing his inner struggle and anguish; the second half explodes wildly, first suppressing and then rising, and the sound of the piano is like the cry and cry deep in his heart. Resistance is his challenge and unyielding attitude towards fate.

Before the performance started, Feng Yihao had not really touched the piano. He just ran the piece through his mind a few times, like an actor rehearsing a mime before going on stage.

Today, he did not have the opportunity to test whether the song sounded good or not, because the tight time gave him no choice. Before he even had a chance to touch the piano, he was already on the stage!
  Facing millions of viewers in the official live broadcast room, he looked lonely and determined.

The first half of the song is like a dark cloud, heavy and depressing. The sound of the piano is like a giant hammer of fate, and every blow is deeply etched in people's hearts. That kind of depression, like the burden of life, makes people breathless, but it deeply touches everyone's heart. A strong sense of picture surges in like a tide, and the emotion contained in the sound of the piano is like an ancient and vicissitudes of painting, slowly unfolding in front of people's eyes.

The expressions on the faces of the audience began to become heavy, and their eyes revealed deep resonance. All those past painful experiences and humiliating gestures were awakened one by one by the sound of the piano. They seemed to see their own shadows in the depressing music, and saw their own struggles and struggles.

The feeling of depression is getting stronger and stronger, like a volcano about to erupt, which is unbearable. However, at this moment, the originally low and depressing notes suddenly became passionate and high-pitched, violently washing away people's hearts like a violent storm. The sound of the piano suddenly rises, which is the cry of life and the release and catharsis deep in the heart.

This moment seems like a turning point in life, the ultimate explosion after suppression. The refreshing feeling is like being trapped in a hot desert and suddenly feeling a burst of cool rain wash down. It’s not just relief, it’s the fulfillment of your deepest desires. It's like the long-lost nectar nourishes the dry heart and brings vitality and vitality. In this refreshing feeling, people seem to have rediscovered themselves and released the emotions and pressure that have been accumulated for a long time. They are willing to immerse themselves in such moments and enjoy this ultimate pleasure and freedom.

There was a loud "boom" and the sound of the piano rose into the sky like artillery fire, pushing everyone's emotions to a climax.

Feng Yihao's fingers danced lightly on the keys, like a dancing butterfly. Every note hits the depths of people's hearts like a cannonball. That strong sense of substitution made people resonate from the bottom of their hearts, and the audience's emotions were instantly ignited, like a burning flame.

His performance was as natural and smooth as flowing water, completely conquering every audience present, and even the millions of viewers in the live broadcast room were deeply moved. They were shocked, moved, and attracted. The whole place was silent, as if time stood still and the air solidified at this moment.

When the piano performance came to an end, everyone seemed to be in a dream and unable to extricate themselves. They were stunned for a full ten seconds until thunderous applause broke out, bringing them back to reality. That applause is the highest praise and respect for Feng Yihao. His performance has transcended the category of music itself and has become a kind of spiritual communication and an emotional release and catharsis.

That music is like the first ray of morning light on the horizon, piercing the darkness and spreading to the earth. It seems to be a gift from God, so sweet and beautiful that it cannot be described in words. That kind of beauty has transcended the realm of ordinary music. It is so pure and holy, as if it is the condensed of all the beauty in the world.

The audience's face was filled with excitement, and his eyes shone with shock and admiration. He seemed to be deeply attracted by the music and couldn't help himself. He said excitedly: "This music is simply the sound of nature! I have never listened to such a beautiful melody. At that moment, I felt my scalp was numb, like an electric shock, and my whole body was trembling. I couldn't control myself!" His voice was filled with endless emotion and admiration.

The person next to him was also deeply moved. The look on his face was as if he had seen something impossible. Shock, confusion, and surprise were intertwined, and finally turned into a heartfelt admiration: "Me too, shit, This is definitely a god-level existence! This music is so awesome!" There was an expression of disbelief on his face, but more of it was joy and admiration.

People in the music circle have listened to countless good music, and their tastes are extremely keen, but in front of this piece of music, they have no choice but to succumb. One of them sighed: "I also have many friends in the music circle, and their piano attainments have reached the palace level, but compared with this great master, they are really far behind. This music is so shocking, it is simply Incredible!”

"Yes, for people who make music, a song or piece of music only needs to have one touching point to be remembered by people. But this piece of music actually has more than a dozen climaxes, one wave after another. Then there are waves! Each one makes people crazy resonate and tremble wildly. This is simply a divine song!" Another audience member couldn't help but express his own opinion, with a fanatical light shining in his eyes.

The last listener was a man who had been playing piano for ten years. He always thought that his level was not bad, but after hearing this mysterious pianist's performance today, he realized that he still had a long way to go. He looked humble and said with admiration: "I have been playing piano for ten years and have always felt that I am pretty good. When I saw this great master today, I completely fell to my knees!"

At this moment, everyone was deeply moved by the performance of this mysterious pianist. Their hearts are filled with reverence and fanaticism. They were led by the music through the fog of time and space to a beautiful place they had never imagined. It is not only a piece of music but also a praise and ode to life.

At the same time, in the audience in the live broadcast room, a wave of enthusiasm was like a volcanic eruption, instantly igniting the entire audience. The mood of the audience was like a ignited rocket, with blazing tail flames soaring into the sky with majestic momentum.

"One more song, one more song!" an audience member stood up and shouted excitedly. His eyes shone with desire, and the look of him being immersed in the ocean of music seemed to put him in another world. His hands were clasped and trembling slightly, as if he was excited by the beautiful music.

"I cried! I'm sorry, I was wrong. Listening to you playing the piano is much more meaningful than watching Taofeng Three Young Boys!" Another audience member burst into tears, his voice full of sincere emotions. The tears falling down the cheeks are as crystal clear as jade under the light. They are expressions of true love and deep respect for music.

"Let me go, why can't I find this song online?" An audience member tapped the keyboard anxiously, his eyes as sharp as a falcon, staring at the screen tightly, for fear of missing any clues. His brows were furrowed, and the muscles on his face were slightly twitching due to tension, as if he would never give up until he found this divine song.

"Ah ah, has anyone recorded the screen? Please share it. I was just listening and forgot to record the screen!" Another audience member shouted wildly. His hands were clenched into fists, as hard as stone, and his body was shaking involuntarily, which was proof that he was deeply attracted by the music. His eyes were blurry, as if he had been taken to another dimension by the music.

"It sounds really good. This is the most superb piano performance I have ever seen!" the audience, who call themselves music connoisseurs, sincerely praised the performance. His eyes revealed his deep admiration for the pianist and his love for music. His language is full of professionalism and enthusiasm, and every word he speaks seems to be carving a sublime statue for the music.

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  The applause receded like a tide, and Feng Yimeng stood there blankly, unable to recover from the shock for a while.

Her eyes, as clear as lake water, seemed to be thrown into a boulder at this moment, surging with waves, full of shock and confusion. She had never thought that Feng Yihao, who had always been ordinary in her eyes, actually contained such profound talents, like a treasure house waiting to be explored, hiding countless shining treasures.

These days, Feng Yimeng thought he knew everything about Feng Yihao.

However, at this moment, she realized that she was wrong. She did not see clearly the true excellence of this man. His excellence was like an unattainable mountain standing in front of her. She could only look up at its steep and precipitous peak and lament her own powerlessness. That kind of unreachable distance made her feel in awe and made her feel deeply inferior.

Feng Yihao, this man, his existence is a unique temperament. No matter what occasion he was in, he could shine as brightly as a star. That kind of light seemed to be able to cover up all the stars around him, making it impossible to look away. His existence is like the scorching sun shining on the earth. That kind of strong light makes people unable to look directly, but they cannot resist its attraction. His excellence seems to be an eternal quality that will not fade with the passage of time, but will only become more brilliant as time goes by.

Feng Yimeng stared deeply at Feng Yihao, feeling an indescribable pride in his heart.

Even though he was not her biological brother, at this moment, she felt an indescribable connection with him. Her eyes were full of admiration and obsession, like a child eager to explore the unknown, staring at the distant sea of ​​stars and being deeply attracted by the endless depth and splendor.

She seemed to have fallen into a wonderful dream, a dream full of glory and greatness. In the dream, she saw Feng Yihao's dazzling achievements. Every subtle movement and every deep look in his eyes revealed his inner tenacity and wisdom. She also saw her own insignificance and inadequacy. She felt that she was as insignificant as dust. But dust also has dreams and a desire to chase light.

This dream was so real that she felt her heart beating and her blood boiling. She knew that she needed to work hard and move forward to catch up with the unreachable figure. Only in this way could she stand side by side with that man under the bright stars and share the endless depth and glory.

At this moment, Feng Yimeng's eyes flashed with determination. She knows that the road ahead will be full of hardships and challenges, but she is willing to try and fight. Because she understood that only in this way could she truly understand Feng Yihao's excellence and truly reach that unreachable peak.

In addition to Feng Yimeng, Ji Feier, who was sitting in the front row of the theater, was also deeply moved. Her heart was shocked, as if she had experienced a baptism of soul. Although this was not the first time she listened to Feng Yihao's piano performance, every time she listened, it brought her a new feeling.

Ji Feier's figure is elegant, like a graceful lily, and her expression reveals a unique artistic temperament. She closed her eyes slightly, as if she was completely immersed in the music. Her hands were clasped together, her fingertips turning slightly white, as if she was trying to control her emotions.

Feng Yihao was sitting on the piano chair, his posture as tall and straight as a mountain peak. His hands danced on the keys, and every movement was full of power and beauty. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he were looking into the soul deep inside. Every time he presses the keys, he seems to be talking to the piano, the music, and the world.

The sound of the piano echoed in the theater, and every note was like a bright star, lighting up the entire space. Ji Feier felt as if she was submerged in this sea of ​​stars, and her mind was flying freely in this universe. She seemed to have seen Feng Yihao's inner world, which was a world full of creativity and passion, so shining and infinitely charming.

The performance ended with thunderous applause. Feng Yihao stood up and bowed to the audience to thank him. Ji Feier looked at his back, her heart filled with admiration and emotion.

Li Yueyue, who was watching this scene in the background, had a hint of helplessness and confusion in her voice. She held Ouyang Murphy's hand tightly, as if looking for some support, "Cousin, I have to admit something to you. Feng Yihao, this guy, He is such a scumbag. But," she paused, as if it was difficult to say, "but when he plays the piano, the music is really like the stars collapsing and the sky falling, and people can't help but be intoxicated. It's a pity, why is he such a scumbag!"     Her eyes were confused and confused, like an unsolvable mystery. She looked at Feng Yihao on the stage, the man surrounded by light. Every time he plays, it seems to reveal a deep inner story, and every note seems to tell a unique story. That kind of charm is so deep and unique that people can't help but be attracted, but they dare not get close.

Ouyang Murphy didn't speak. She just looked at Li Yueyue silently, with a complicated emotion flashing in her eyes. After a while, she sighed softly and said: "Yueyue, why are you always prejudiced against Feng Yihao? A man like him will indeed be surrounded by many members of the opposite sex, which is inevitable. Maybe He doesn’t know how to say no, but you can’t deny his talent and passion for music. When you love someone, and truly love someone, you shouldn’t care so much.”

At this point, she paused, and a flash of pain flashed in her eyes, "When I think about possibly leaving him, my heart feels like it has been cut piece by piece by a knife."

Li Yueyue looked at Ouyang Murphy in shock, as if meeting her for the first time, "Murphy, how can you think like this? You are so outstanding and excellent, how can you reduce yourself to his accessory?"

Ouyang Murphy smiled faintly, with a kind of determination and relief in that smile, "Where can there be so much reason and arrogance in love? I am willing to give up everything for him, as long as I can be with him, even if others say I lost myself, and that’s okay.”

Li Yueyue was stunned after hearing this, her face was full of confusion and shock, "You are crazy, Murphy, you are really crazy! You used to be so arrogant and reserved, and so many men pursued you, but you... I have never looked at it directly. But now, you are so obsessed with a man, it is simply unbelievable. "

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  At the same time, Lan Shumin, who was called home for dinner by her parents, stared at the live broadcast on her mobile phone.

An indescribable emotion surged in Lan Shumin's heart. She seemed to be pulled by a powerful force, eager to appear in front of Feng Yihao immediately. Her heart was filled with excitement and anticipation, and she wanted to encourage him, cheer for him, and even scream for him until she was hoarse. The charm exuded by Feng Yihao is like a deep black hole, which attracts people unconsciously and makes them unable to extricate themselves. She felt that there was a voice deep in her soul warning herself: "Don't be fooled by his charm anymore, otherwise I will really fall into madness!"

However, in this splendid restaurant, this display of emotion caused dissatisfaction. Lan Jianguo frowned and looked at Lan Shumin's actions. His tone was full of reprimand: "Shumin, stop looking at your phone. This is very rude. Take off your headphones!" His voice echoed in the restaurant, There was silence.

At this time, Jin Junjun smiled and smoothed things over. His smile was as warm as the spring breeze, and his words showed a polite temperament. "Uncle Lan, it's okay. Few young people nowadays don't play with their mobile phones while eating!" He said softly, his tone full of understanding and tolerance.

"Master Jin, I'm really sorry. My daughter has been spoiled by me since she was a child, and she doesn't understand the rules." Lan Jianguo's face was full of apology, and his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Jin Junjun.

Recently, the Lan family's Blue Sky Ocean Trading Group and the Jin Group have reached certain cooperation projects, and the two families have become increasingly close. Jin Junjun was the eldest son of the Jin family. He took this opportunity to propose a dinner party and specifically asked Lan Shumin to attend. Naturally, the Lan family could not refuse such an invitation.

Dinner began, and Jin Junjun stood up and walked to the piano confidently and gracefully. He expressed his intention to play a piece for Lan Shumin, and his movements revealed the elegance and grace of the upper class. The lights in the restaurant reflected on his handsome face, adding a bit of mysterious temperament.

However, when he finished playing, the other girls in the restaurant couldn't help but cheer and applaud, their faces filled with excitement and adoration. But Lan Shumin just rolled her eyes, without any disturbance in her heart. She compared Feng Yihao's performance in her mind. To her, Jin Junjun's performance was simply boring, without any passion or soul.

Lan Jianguo and Lan Shumin's mothers both praised Jin Junjun's performance for reaching a professional level. Their words echoed in the restaurant, but these words sounded so ironic and hollow to Lan Shumin's ears. She remained silent, just watching Jin Junjun's contented expression. She muttered in her heart: "Feng Yihao, I finally understand your excellence. It turns out that I didn't really realize it before. The performance of this so-called richest man in the magic city and the eldest son of the Jin family seems so exaggerated and immature compared to you. .”

At this moment, her impression of Jin Junjun plummeted. Jin Junjun's so-called demeanor became so ridiculous and absurd in her eyes.

She felt sick and disgusted, and she wanted to leave the restaurant immediately and walk to Feng Yihao's side.

the other side.

Qiu Qianqian was standing quietly by the window in the hotel and had just hung up the phone from Jin Junjun. There was still some confusion on her face, and her bright eyes revealed the exploration of "Master Jin's" true intentions. The beeping sound of the phone filled the air, and she was still wondering, did Mr. Jin really trust her?
  At this moment, the cell phone beeped, and news from Feng Yimeng arrived. "Sister Qianqian, hurry up and download the hard-shell TV and watch my brother's performance, it is being broadcast live!" There seemed to be a wave of enthusiasm and expectation between the lines, like the warm wind of spring, gently blowing through her heart, instantly igniting it. The anticipation deep in her heart.

"Okay!" She replied succinctly, like the tip of an iceberg, seemingly calm, but hiding deep ocean-like emotional fluctuations. Then, she took a deep breath and resolutely put away the distracting thoughts in her mind. At that moment, her heart became clear as if the clouds were clearing and the sun appeared, and she was as clear as day.

She quickly downloaded Hard Case TV and clicked on the live broadcast room. Almost at the same moment, Feng Yihao's piano sound flowed out, as spectacular as the sunset over a long river. The notes were so majestic that they directly touched people's hearts. Although she only listened to half of it, Qiu Qianqian was already deeply shocked. Feng Yihao's piano playing seems to be a supreme art. Every note is like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the heart, making people instantly intoxicated.

She didn't want to admit it, but at this moment, she was really touched. Feng Yihao in the live broadcast is like a dazzling superstar, and the endless light seems to be a symbol of his talent and charm. She thought of Feng Yihao's trust in her, that unreserved trust, as pure and flawless as the bright moon and the breeze. Her mood became complicated, with gratitude, guilt, appreciation and an indescribable emotion intertwined.

At this moment, Qiu Qianqian seemed to be in a spiritual baptism. Feng Yihao's piano sound was like a sharp sword, not only piercing her eardrums, but also pointing straight into the depths of her heart. Her heartbeat seemed to resonate with the sound of the piano, and her thoughts flew freely like musical notes. She knew that she had been moved by Feng Yihao's talent and character. This was a feeling she had never experienced before. The mixture of strange and familiar emotions made her feel inexplicably throbbing.

Her cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were sparkling. She gently touched the live broadcast on the mobile phone screen with her fingers, as if she could touch Feng Yihao's tenacity and tenderness. She wanted to say something, but she felt that words seemed so weak. In the end, she just stood there quietly, letting Feng Yihao's music echo deep in her heart.

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  Ever since that huge sum of 50 billion fell into Jinneer's hands, her life has changed, like a sudden storm, bringing her into a whole new world. She did not choose to return to the familiar Jiangcheng. Instead, she set foot on the land of three fourth- and fifth-tier cities near Yibin City, as well as the towns under her jurisdiction. She visited them one by one and inspected them in detail. Feng Yihao's trust was like a mountain, weighing heavily on her shoulders. She knew that she could not live up to this trust.

For a week, she was like a tireless explorer, delving into every corner and exploring every secret. Finally, she revealed the truth behind Feng Yihao's large-scale acquisition of land in Longfeng Town. Longfeng Town, this seemingly economically backward town with limited development potential, actually has a unique geographical location. It is like a hidden pearl, connecting Jiexiu City to the south and Linfeng City to the west, quietly forming a subtle triangle.

Feng Yihao's strategy is like a carefully planned chess game. Starting from Longfeng Town and heading to the south and west, we can not only acquire large quantities of land at ultra-low prices, but also establish film and television bases among the three cities and gain government support. Under the competition among the three cities, the leadership team will inevitably provide more welfare policies in order to secure the location of the film and television base. In this way, the film and television base will have more say in the three cities, and the market size will inevitably be larger. This will not only gain more public support, but also share the benefits evenly after the completion of the film and television base, achieving a situation in which everyone is happy.

"I have seen through this move a long time ago." The corner of Jin Nier's mouth raised, and she was secretly proud in her heart, "This bad guy Feng Yihao underestimated me too much." She was no longer the silly little girl, but the extremely smart Jin Nier. Beautiful girl at home. After figuring out Feng Yihao's intentions, she decisively used her family's connections to start a large-scale land acquisition. At this moment, she seemed to be a female general, galloping on the battlefield of commercial war.

The establishment of the Endpoint Group was like a sharp sword in Jin Nier's hand, forming a sharp opposition to Qiu Qianqian's Qidian Real Estate. She followed the development model of Qidian Real Estate and took steady steps step by step. Her mobility and efficiency are amazing, as if she has everything under control. She is like a true leader, leading her team to move forward bravely in the business world.

At this time, Jin Nier finally understood that although Qidian Real Estate's development strategy seemed hasty, it actually contained Feng Yihao's wisdom and vision. Every decision he made was like a clever move, keeping the entire situation firmly in his hands. "This man is absolutely perfect and resourceful." She thought to herself, "I thought I was already very smart, but I didn't expect that he would count on me every step of the way."

At this moment, the news about Feng Yimeng was like a meteor, suddenly breaking through Jin Nier's peaceful life. The light in her eyes trembled slightly, like ripples stirred up by stones in a pond. Feng Yimeng invited her to watch Feng Yihao's performance on Hard Shell TV. She was confused, her heart felt like a lake where stones had been thrown into, and the ripples continued to spread. But in the end, she still gave in and downloaded the hard-shell APP.

Jinnier looked at the phone screen, her eyes full of confusion and confusion. She couldn't understand why Feng Yihao, the man who already had the most wealth in the world, was still interested in these trivial things in the prosperous world. Is it because he feels lonely at the peak of wealth, so he wants to try the life of an Internet celebrity and find new excitement? When he steps into this live broadcast platform as Brother Hao, isn't he afraid of lowering his status and being laughed at by the world?
  However, the moment Jinnelle clicked into the official live broadcast room, all doubts disappeared instantly. In the live broadcast room, Feng Yihao was sitting in front of the piano. His figure was hidden under the huge mask and helmet, and his face could not be seen clearly. Only the elegant notes flowed in the air, like a trickle, fresh and moving.

At first, Kinnear was not very interested in the performance. She clicked into this live broadcast room just out of politeness and curiosity. However, just a minute later, her attitude changed drastically. The elegant melody seemed to penetrate her soul, and she felt shocked and stunned. Her body seemed as stiff as stone, but her soul was deeply attracted by the music.

"Isn't this... playing really well?" She said to herself, her tone full of surprise and admiration.

During the time of that song, Ginny was completely overcome. She was pulled by the note, as if she had entered a whole new world. She seemed to see another side of Feng Yihao, the talented artist unknown to the world. For a moment, she even felt that if Feng Yihao was not a chaebol tycoon, he might really be able to become a superstar in the entertainment industry. Because his talent has transcended his status, and his light has overshadowed his wealth.

After the live broadcast ended, Jinneel sat alone in the room, thinking about everything just now. She marveled at Feng Yihao's talent and charm, but also felt a little sorry for him. Perhaps it was these vulgar money and power that delayed his artistic career. He could have been a greater artist instead of a rich guy that people talk about. However, she also understood that if it weren't for Feng Yihao's identity and status, she might never have the opportunity to know this side of him. It was precisely because of Feng Yihao that she had the knowledge she had now and a deeper understanding and admiration for him. At this moment, Jinnier's heart was full of complicated emotions towards Feng Yihao. She knew that she had been deeply attracted to this man and couldn't extricate herself.

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  In the two days since Qin Xuwen returned to Jiangcheng, there was always a trace of confusion in her expression, like a layer of mist covering her eyes. After returning from Yibin City, the doubts in her heart snowballed and became heavier and heavier. Under Feng Yihao's treatment, she was surprised to find that her interest and desire for girls were gradually drifting away like the ebbing sea water. This made her feel confused, as if she was standing at a crossroads in life, not knowing which direction to go. .

In those days in the countryside, whenever Feng Yihao was shirtless in front of her, her heartbeat would beat like a frightened deer. To her, the man's body was like an irresistible magnetic field, full of temptation. The feeling of rapid heartbeat made her both shy and excited, like Eve who had tasted the forbidden fruit.

At this moment, a thought flashed through her mind: "Did I get screwed by Feng Yihao?" This thought exploded in her heart like a bomb, shocking her. But then a new confusion arose, filling her thoughts like smoke: "But, why am I not so interested in other men? Have I ever been straightened out? Or am I only interested in Feng Yihao? Interested?" These questions lingered in her mind, making her fall into deeper confusion.

Just as Qin Xuwen was drifting like a lost boat in the vast sea, Feng Yimeng's news suddenly illuminated her direction like a beacon. She clicked on her phone and saw a performance. As a music conservatory graduate, her professional qualities make her vision more unique and precise. She could clearly see every note, every movement, and every expression. She has studied vocal music, piano, and stage performance, so she has a better understanding of what level Feng Yihao has reached in this piano piece. Every detail, every turn, and every rhythmic point are handled flawlessly, as if the hand of God is manipulating the keys. This was simply a textbook-level demonstration, and she had to admire Feng Yihao's talent and strength.

The emotional outburst in the piano music swept over her like a violent storm, making her feel the atmosphere of grief. However, under such a situation, Feng Yihao was able to still handle the details perfectly. Qin Xuwen was deeply shocked, and her heart was completely conquered. She always believed that she had profound attainments in music, but compared with Feng Yihao, she felt like a primary school student facing a university professor, looking so small and insignificant.

"Feng Yihao is much better than the professor at our music school." She said sincerely, "I must ask him for advice when I have time." Qin Xuwen said to herself while watching the video on her mobile phone. At this moment, she was actually looking forward to seeing Feng Yihao for treatment next time, looking forward to being shocked by his talent again...
  In the live broadcast room, barrage poured down like a waterfall, and the enthusiasm of the audience was like a burning flame, burning crazily on the screen.

"One more song, one more song!" an audience member couldn't help shouting excitedly. His tone was full of expectation and respect for the singer. "Your piano sound is like the sound of nature. Please give us one more song." song!"

"Master, can you please take off your mask?" Someone else couldn't help but shouted curiously, "We really want to see your true face and see if your appearance is as exciting as your piano sound. "

"This event of Hard Shell TV is well-intentioned." Someone lamented, "But the masked master has already proved his strength with the sound of the piano. Next, should we look forward to the moment when he unmasks?"

In an instant, the words "unmasking" filled the screen in the live broadcast room. The audience's enthusiasm surged like a tidal wave. They were looking forward to the moment when the singer took off his mask and were looking forward to seeing the singer's true face.

(End of this chapter)