This is a soul-stirring piece of music

Mu Qingying sat at the piano, her fingers lightly touching the keys to get a feel for them.

From where Xu Mu sat, he had a perfect view of her profile.

Her slender waist curved dramatically, creating a stunning silhouette.

Her figure was truly extraordinary.

Suddenly, her fingers began to dance across the keys, and music filled the air.

As soon as the prelude began, Xu Mu instantly recognized both the piece and the technique.

It was Chopin's Fantaisie-Impromptu.

Zhou Hening nodded quietly, acknowledging that this piece was among the more challenging piano compositions.

But Mu Qingying's fingers moved like dancing sprites, leaping gracefully across the keys.

Even those around who weren't particularly interested in music closed their eyes to listen intently.

The beautiful melody flowed from slow to fast and back again, completely immersing the audience.

Several minutes later, as Mu Qingying struck the final note, the room erupted in thunderous applause.

"As expected of Miss Mu, even someone like me who knows nothing about music was completely enchanted."

"Incredible! There's no need to continue the competition - who else could possibly win besides Miss Mu?"

...

Not only the spectators, but Su Yaya also went over and took Mu Qingying's hand.

"Sister Qingying! You're amazing! My primary goal now is to surpass you!"

Su Yaya said with a smile.

"You're too modest, Yaya."

Mu Qingying smiled back, knowing that no one present could match her performance.

Zhou Hening also smiled and said, "Truly impressive. That was definitely concert level - you could hold your own musical performances with this ability."

Hearing this praise, Mu Qingying's smile grew even brighter.

"Haha! If Mr. Zhou gives such high praise, then today's winner must be..."

"Wait!"

Before Su Weiye could finish speaking, Lin Yang stood up calmly.

Xu Mu shook his head on the side, knowing the protagonist was about to show off.

"What is it?" Su Weiye looked at Lin Yang.

"This lady's skill is indeed impressive, but I haven't performed yet. Let Mr. Zhou be the judge."

Lin Yang spoke as he walked toward the piano.

Su Weiye furrowed his brow, "Who are you? I don't believe we've met?"

"Old Su, he's my distant cousin, Lin Yang."

Li Feipeng quickly stood up to explain.

"Good! This competition is fair and open. If this young man wants to try, I certainly won't stop him."

Su Weiye nodded slightly.

After all, he thought that with Mu Qingying's outstanding performance, no one could possibly compete.

As soon as Lin Yang sat at the piano and pressed a few notes.

The few musicians present froze.

Su Yaya watched Lin Yang and said in a low voice, "Could it be... he's going to play La Campanella?"

"Yes, Liszt's La Campanella."

Mu Qingying's expression darkened.

This piece had an extremely wide range of notes and was considered one of the most difficult pieces to play in the world.

Zhou Hening closed his eyes to listen carefully, surprised to find such talent in Jiang City.

The rapid notes crashed like waves against the audience's auditory nerves.

Even those who knew nothing about music could tell that this person's skill matched Mu Qingying's.

Su Weiye was completely stunned. What was happening?

Was someone going to steal this opportunity?

If he couldn't choose the Mu family, he would definitely choose the Xu family.

The Xu family was wealthy and influential, and currying favor with them might lead to future business opportunities.

But having this opportunity stolen by this stranger would be worse than eating cockroaches.

Su Weiye was already regretting his decision - if he had known, he would have partnered directly with the Xu family.

As they say, don't put all your eggs in one basket.

The Mu family already had so many of their orders, they probably wouldn't mind.

As the music ended, the audience burst into applause again.

Mu Qingying was stunned - she hadn't expected another expert to be present. If she had known, she would have chosen a more difficult piece.

Su Yaya's eyes flickered - how could someone who seemed so frivolous be so skilled at piano?

Lin Yang smiled at the crowd, pleased with how well he had shown off.

He loved this feeling.

"Impressive! The tempo was slightly slow in the middle section with some unstable rhythm, but everything else was first-rate."

Zhou Hening gave Lin Yang a thumbs up, "Jiang City truly has hidden talents. With a few more years of practice, you'll undoubtedly become a master."

Hearing such high praise, the audience was dumbfounded.

This was truly a dark horse emerging from nowhere.

Mu Qingying clenched her fists, unwilling to accept defeat. She could have proven herself with a more difficult piece.

She just hadn't thought it necessary earlier.

Su Weiye was completely stupefied. He had thought his plan was genius.

Who knew he'd end up doing someone else's bidding?

The most excited person present was Li Feipeng - this Lin Yang was truly something else.

His own assets were only worth two or three hundred million, but if this deal worked out well, his worth could easily double.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you think?"

Lin Yang asked with complete confidence.

"You two have put me in a difficult position, but if I must choose, you have a slight edge."

Zhou Hening said to Lin Yang.

Lin Yang displayed a proud expression, planning his next move to pursue Su Yaya, his ideal love interest.

Su Weiye sighed deeply - there was nothing he could do, having already given his word.

Especially with Zhou Hening present, he couldn't possibly go back on his promise.

After showing off, Lin Yang couldn't resist taunting Xu Mu, "Young Master Xu, weren't you supposed to be the finale? Are you still going to perform?"

"Of course, I was just about to."

Xu Mu walked toward the piano with his hands in his pockets.

The others in the room treated it as a joke.

What could Xu Mu possibly play?

If he could successfully play "Two Tigers," Xu Shou would have to throw a feast in celebration.

Su Ruiming hurriedly grabbed Xu Mu, "Young Master Xu, don't embarrass yourself, you can't compete with them."

"Don't worry, didn't I say I know a thing or two about piano?"

As Xu Mu sat at the piano, countless musical pieces appeared in his mind.

It was a strange feeling, as if he had once been a hall-of-fame level piano master who had lost his memories.

However, this time Xu Mu planned to show off differently - instead of playing someone else's composition, he would improvise his own piece.

Xu Mu's left hand fell on the keys.

Ding ding ding...

The harsh sounds had no rhythm, seemingly random pressing of keys.

Anyone with fingers could make such noise.

Many children in the audience covered their ears.

The businessmen were all smiling, though they dared not interrupt - this was Xu Mu of the Xu family, after all.

Mu Qingying sneered, "How embarrassing."

Zhou Hening furrowed his brow and was about to speak when Xu Mu's right hand began to move.

Though his left hand was playing cacophony, when combined with his right hand's playing, they began to complement each other.

Zhou Hening's eyes widened, and he held his breath.

Ding ding ding...

The noise remained the same, but under the music from his right hand, it gradually became less jarring.

Finally, it became completely integrated into the piece.

From chaos emerged order.

Xu Mu's music seemed to touch the soul.

It made everyone who had been mocking him freeze in their tracks.

What was this?

This was truly soul-stirring music!

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