Chapter 230
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Elder Feng's gaze was fixed on Gu Shengyin.
The piano piece that this girl was playing was clearly the "Sunshine" that he was very optimistic about!
But she had clearly said, "This is a piece for you." In other words, this piece was her own original composition.
Elder Feng and the chief pianist sitting at the side looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
It wasn't just the two of them. Everyone in the Lemon Tree Orchestra, as well as many music lovers among the guests present, had heard Yang Huiying's "Sunshine."
Now, comparing the two of them.
The gap was too big.
When Yang Huiying played this piece, although everyone was shocked, they felt that something was missing. Now that they heard Gu Shengyin's version, they realized that she didn't play the soul of this piece.
The entire hall fell silent. Everyone was infected by Gu Shengyin's piano music. They seemed to see a girl in a bottomless darkness. There was no hope, no future, and no trace of light.
She thought of seeking death. This might be freedom. She wouldn't have to struggle in this muddle-headed world.
Tang Zhongyi clenched his fists tightly. He understood Zhao Zhao's song. He had never thought that Zhao Zhao would break down like that when she learned of her parents' death. She even thought of ending it with death!
He only felt cold sweat on his back. Fortunately, God was not unkind to him. Fortunately, he had put down everything to be by her side at that time. Otherwise, he didn't know what would have happened.
After reaching the extreme of despair, the style of the entire song suddenly changed.
A person appeared by the girl's side. He patiently accompanied her, took her to watch the sunrise and sunset, accompanied her every minute of life, and took her to see all the beautiful things in the world.
Little by little, he brought light into her world and pulled her out of the bottomless darkness.
He was her salvation.
When the song ended, Gu Shengyin was already in tears.
Tang Zhongyi couldn't hold it in anymore. He rushed over and hugged her tightly.
"How could you, how could you …" His voice was choked with sobs. He buried his head deep into Gu Shengyin's neck, covering his red eyes.
The eyes of the Tang family members also turned red. They had watched Ning Zhao walk step by step, so they could naturally feel the deepest emotions in her works.
"Clap clap …" At first, there were scattered applause, but later, all the guests stood up and applauded them.
Elder Feng also stood up. He looked at Gu Shengyin strangely, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.
The chief disciple's expression was not much better than his. At this moment, he had completely forgotten his previous unwillingness and began to think of a way to make Gu Shengyin acknowledge him as her disciple.
As for Yang Huiying, she had already been ignored by them.
They were all musicians, so it was clear to them who was real and who was fake, and who was the real composer.
Without real experience, who could play a song like Gu Shengyin to this realm?
Tang Zhongyi coughed, sorted out his emotions, and gently held Gu Shengyin's hand.
Gu Shengyin stood up with her strength.
"Thank you for the piano." Tang Zhongyi said to the chief disciple of the Lemon Tree Orchestra.
The chief disciple was very kind at this moment. "It's okay, you're welcome. If Miss Ning Zhao needs anything else, you can continue to look for me."
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