"This is Vanus's "Ninth Minor". "Ninth Minor" is mainly about gentleness. It was in 1882. Vanness met a girl on the banks of the Line River, and then..."

"Um."

"This is a famous Finnish folk song. It was adapted by Bert himself. It was very popular at the beginning of the 18th century. It was previously performed in the largest concert hall in Vienna. It was called "Mountain Girl" and the translation is..."

"Okay, play it for me."

"This is Custer's piano music. In the early seventeenth century, a piano piece that was commonly used was called "Dawn." Its meaning is very simple. It is said that Custer composed the score when he was in the most difficult time.

After he came out, Custer was completely deaf, so he only played once, and he played it when he couldn't hear..."

"Castle? Are you deaf? "Dawn", okay, I'll listen..."

"..."

"..."

This is a huge stage.

There were only two people on the stage, Lu Yuan and Wang Jinxue.

The rows of seats under the stage were empty and empty.

Wang Jinxue's voice was very clear on this huge stage, as if there were some echoes.

This echo, accompanied by the empty seats below and a hint of shining light, turned out to be extremely weird.

Wang Jinxue was very serious when introducing these pianists. After introducing each pianist, she would play the representative works of these pianists.

The lives and creative backgrounds of all the familiar pianists in the world came to Lu Yuan's ears along with the piano music one after another. He concentrated on listening to every note in these piano music with unprecedented attention, and every note was

A hint of chord, every pitch change is not missed.

He hopes to find a key that can awaken the melody in his heart.

Wang Jinxue played very seriously. After each piece, she would stop and look at the piano score, and then help Lu Yuan introduce the next piece. Before each piece, she would use a worried expression.

He looked at Lu Yuan, whose eyes were red and seemed to be possessed.

Lu Yuan at this moment felt extremely strange to her.

as if……

Just like a different person.

"Are you okay? How about we stop first?"

"Jinxue, it's okay, I'm okay!"

"If you really can't do it, don't force yourself, after all..."

"It's okay! Jinxue, continue!"

"good."

Lu Yuan shook his head, his eyes getting redder and redder, and a trace of sweat seeping from his forehead, but he still said these two words.

After hearing these two words, Wang Jinxue fell silent.

He continued to turn to the next piano piece and continued to play silently.

Piano music echoed in this hall, over and over again.

Time passed little by little.

Just when Wang Jinxue finished playing "Neil River in the Snow" and was about to change to the next song, she suddenly heard Lu Yuan clenching his fists and lowering his head.

"No! It's not this sound, no!"

"ah?"

"Jinxue, I suddenly realized that it was not this sound, it was not the sound of this piano. No matter how I played the piano, it didn't seem to sound like that..."

"Then, change to a piano?"

"Well, another one, continue playing "Neil River in the Snow"..."

"good……"

"..."

"..."

"No, it's not this sound. The piano here doesn't seem to be the same. It's not right. There's something wrong with the sound!"

When Lu Yuan finished listening to the piano music again, he shook his head.

Then, he raised his head and stood up.

"I need, a very, very hoarse, that kind of, very, indescribable, but very saturated sound. How to say this kind of sound... um... I need a piano!"

"..."

………………………………

evening.

The sun sets in the west.

The entrance of the Musterdam Concert Hall was crowded with countless reporters and famous Spanish musicians.

Police cars surrounded the entire concert hall, and the police officers stared vigilantly at the surging crowds in the distance, ready to respond to various emergencies.

There are even three helicopters patrolling overhead, reporting the situation here and points of attention every few minutes.

This is a very special time for the whole of Spain.

Everyone is staring at the concert hall, either nervous, looking forward to it, excited, or crazy...

After the sunset officially set, the door of the concert hall slowly opened.

Then, they saw a Chinese beauty walking out of it. Behind the beauty was a young man wearing short sleeves, with red eyes, and who was in a trance.

The originally noisy environment suddenly became quiet.

A middle-aged man walked over impatiently.

"Mr. Lu Yuan, how's it going? That song "Destiny"..."

"Sorry, the piano here is not the piano I want."

"What kind of piano do you need?"

"I don't know, but none of these pianos sound the way I want..."

"That……"

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Ah, Mr. Lu Yuan, if you have anything to ask for, just say it. We will use all the power we can to help you, and the entire international piano community will also find ways to help you!"

"Then, please excuse me, I..."

Lu Yuan looked up at the sky, then took something out of his pocket, and then he found that his pocket was empty.

He suddenly found that he was not used to it, and his whole state was very strange.

Of course, he can escape from this state at any time if he wants to.

"Is there any smoke?"

"Ah, no, how about cigars?"

"Then let's have a cigar."

"good."

Lu Yuan lit the cigar, put it in his mouth and sucked it, then felt that it didn't taste that way, and finally shook his head.

"Is there any red orchid?"

"ah?"

"That's right, do you buy Honglan cigarettes in Spain?"

"???"

"All right."

Facing the middle-aged man's confused expression, as if he had never heard of it before, Lu Yuan didn't know what to say for a while.

Lu Yuan has actually given up smoking and hasn't touched a cigarette for more than a year.

but……

He really wants to smoke one now.

In fact, it is not so much that I want to smoke, but that I want to feel something.

Ever since it was confirmed that the problem was not with the piano music, but with the feeling of the piano, Lu Yuan felt weird.

…………………………………………

"Mr. Lu Yuan, is this the piano?"
To be continued...