This was one of Vera Hall's three piano pieces, "Sun and Moon".
Written in 1756, it was a piano sonata.
Sonata was a multi-movement musical genre. A sonata would take about 15 to 20 minutes to play.
Unlike other ordinary piano pieces, sonata were more complicated, so it required the performer to have extremely high piano skills, strong expression, and tension. It was also an important tool to measure the performer's level.
Even if one was slightly weaker, or if one's physical strength could not keep up, they would not be able to play it smoothly.
"Sun and Moon" was ranked ninth in the world of piano music difficulty rankings.
Ying Zijin supported her chin with her hand and finished reading the score that Ying Luwei had laid out. After thinking for a moment, she understood.
Although most of it was the same, this was not the score that she wrote.
The last time she left Earth, she left in 1782.
Before she left, she did not make the piano score public.
It should be that someone at that time heard her concert, took the score, and passed it down.
But after all, they only listened to it with their ears, and there were many mistakes in the score.
This caused no one to be able to play "Sun and Moon" in its entirety now. It was not really that difficult.
Ying Zijin thought about why she learned piano from those top musicians at that time. It was because music could relax her and wash away her worries.
She really did not expect that after all these years, she would return to Earth. The name that she casually gave Vera Hall had already become a famous figure in the music industry.
She had even become the target of Ying Luwei's popularity.
Tsk.
Ying Zijin tapped on the keyboard, her eyes lazy.
It was a pity that without the real score, Ying Luwei would never be able to play "Sun and Moon" in her life.
As expected, because Ying Luwei's image had collapsed time and time again, netizens immediately mocked her after she posted such a Weibo post at work.
[I can't take it anymore. She still wants to play "Sun and Moon". Even some of the top pianists in the country don't dare to say that they can play "Sun and Moon". What is a vase pianist pretending to be?]
[There's nothing much to say about marketing your image as a good person, but where's your shame to say that you're the next Vera Hall?]
[I can't take it anymore. Does she have the talent and diligence? You said you'd focus on making music, but you're still jumping around. You're pretending to be noble and virtuous. Learn from Sister Ying. What is true indifference?]
At this moment, Ying Luwei's fans couldn't take it anymore.
[Upstairs, we admit that Lu Wei is far inferior to Vera, but you're comparing an adopted daughter to her. Does Ying Zijin know how to play the piano?]
[This adopted daughter must be from the countryside. How can she know how to play the piano? She's not qualified to be compared to Lu Wei.]
[Brainless fangirls. In this day and age, it's no different from showing off that a rich socialite knows how to play the piano. She's hopeless.]
Ying Zijin accumulated a few more catchphrases before she put down her phone. She casually tapped on the keyboard and hacked a computer.
She leaned back in her chair and opened a bottle of Coke.
**
On the other side of the ocean, it was still the basement filled with instant noodle boxes.
"Pfft … F * ck!"
Looking at the black screen, a certain hacker choked on his instant noodles for the third time and almost died.
His eyes were filled with tears, and his heart was almost as dead as ashes.
[Sister, what's wrong? I'm so innocent.]
Didn't he just hack into her computer once out of curiosity?
What kind of sin did he commit?
Three letters were sent from the other side.
[NOK]
Seeing these three letters, the hacker's expression changed.
Why did she ask this?
How was he supposed to answer this?
He typed carefully.
[Sister, how do you know about NOK?]
This time, Ying Zijin replied with two words.
[Speed.]
"…"
The hacker looked at these two words and slapped himself a few seconds later.
Well, his sister wasn't asking him, she was forcing him to confess.
He estimated that if he didn't say what NOK was today, his dozen or so computers would be destroyed.
Then, his mission would be ruined.
[Okay, sister, I'll send the website to your computer. You'll know when you go up and take a look.]
His computer only returned to normal after he sent the message.
A certain hacker sighed and wondered if he should make a small report.
After thinking about it, he decided not to.
Anyway, it wasn't his little kid. Let that man have a headache.
He was happy!
The hacker picked up the instant noodles and continued eating.
**
At the First Hospital.
Zhong Manhua rushed over. "How is Old Madam?"
The butler, who was waiting outside the ICU, wiped his sweat and said, "Madam, Old Madam hasn't woken up yet. The doctors are trying to save her."
This time, Old Lady Ying had fainted partly because she was angry and partly because she was scared by Old Mr. Zhong.
Zhong Manhua was also quite annoyed. "Have you contacted the Imperial Capital Hospital?"
"Miss Lu Wei just called," said the butler. "Miss Lu Zhi's mentor will come personally."
"That's great." Zhong Manhua breathed a sigh of relief. "Let the First Hospital stabilize Old Madam's condition first."
Although Lu Zhi's mentor was a Chinese medicine practitioner, his medical skills were better than ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners because of his relationship with Family Meng.
Zhong Manhua waited for another hour before the ICU door opened.
Seeing the attending doctor walk out, Ying Lu Wei quickly went up to him. "Doctor, how is my mother?"
"Old Madam's health is indeed getting worse." The attending doctor shook his head. "The situation is not optimistic. I suggest you be prepared."
As soon as these words came out, the three of them were shocked.
Was it that serious?
"However, it's not hopeless." The attending doctor pondered for a moment. "Have you heard of Shaoren Hospital?"
Zhong Manhua frowned. "That Chinese medicine hospital?"
She had heard of Shaoren Hospital. It used to be very famous.
However, with the rise of Western medicine and the decline of Chinese medicine, Shaoren Hospital was no longer the same as before.
"That's right." The attending doctor nodded. "There's a new doctor over there. His medical skills are superb. You can go there."
Zhong Manhua's expression was indifferent. She politely refused. "That's not necessary."
Lu Zhi's mentor was going to come in person. Was there any Chinese medicine practitioner in Hucheng who was better than him?
----- Digression —
Continue to ask for recommendation tickets. Remember to punch in.
The recent events on Weibo really let people know what it means to be unpredictable. Just a simple slander can destroy a person.
As for the piano sonata, I don't know if you have heard of Beethoven's Pathos and Moonlight.
Good night, good night. See you tomorrow.
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