Then, Gan Yanyu took it and hit the road.
...
...
At this mont,
on the stage.
Bai Junze was gently stroking the cello in his hands, mumbling softly to himself.
"You bastard... How could you just leave and die first....."
"Why, until death, did you never want to tell ....."
A hint of never-before-seen tenderness flashed across Bai Junze’s eyes.
And at this mont,
Mao Weiang just prepared to finish his solo part.
The audience below was still imrsed in Mao Weiang’s captivating cello music.
Realizing that the next turn was Bai Junze’s, many people’s attention finally focused on this person who had been on the side of the stage all along, seemingly having little presence, Bai Junze.
Bai Junze placed the cello in front of him.
This scene imdiately stirred discussions among the audience.
"What’s up with this cello... It’s so ugly!"
"How co it’s covered with so much tape, can it even make a sound?"
"Isn’t Bai Junze the one who loves to decorate his cello with colorful lights? Why would he use such an ugly cello?"
"By the way, is he in a good state? He used to look quite spirited!"
.....
Everyone cast curious and puzzled glances because it was really out of the ordinary.
Even the audience who had watched countless concerts and competitions had never seen anyone bring a cello patched up with tape and glue to the stage.
In fact, if it were soone else, everyone would have thought it was a joke.
But coincidentally, this person was Bai Junze.
After all, people had never seen a cello wrapped in tape, nor had they seen LED lights installed on a cello.
If it’s Bai Junze, the possibilities are many.
"Performance art?"
"I guess he’s going to do sothing big for us!"
"Haha, my Ze perford like that at competitions, wouldn’t he do sothing spectacular at this concert?"
"Maybe halfway through the performance, this cello will explode!"
"I bet at the mont the cello explodes, Bai Junze has prepared a surprise inside for us with fireworks..."
"Hahahahaha, this will ruin the ensemble, right? But it does fit his character!"
Thinking about the various possible quirky scenes,
so people have already started laughing.
After all, this is Bai Junze, this is his reputation!
To be honest, many people were already surprised just to hear that Bai Junze was willing to participate in such an ensemble.
If he doesn’t do sothing odd and unusual in this ensemble, it would be too illogical!
...
Amidst everyone’s low murmurs and laughter.
Bai Junze, however, remained expressionless throughout.
After Mao Weiang’s cello stopped, he calmly took the baton.
The man drew the bow.
When his first note rang out, all surrounding sounds suddenly fell silent.
The strings trembled, producing a hoarse resonance, a wooden muffled sound, wrapped in a faint sense of dull pain.....
"....."
"What the hell???"
Yao Han abruptly stood up from the sofa, eyes wide open looking at the screen,
"Is Bai Junze’s cello like this?!"
Almost at the mont the cello sounded, Yao Han instantly felt a jolt.
This sound, so steady and continuous.....
Where is there any trace of Bai Junze’s forr madness?!
"It seems Mr. Bai’s mindset has undergone quite a change."
He Shumo said thoughtfully,
"But, don’t hurry, this is just the beginning."
"Who knows, Mr. Bai might have sothing big waiting for us later."
He Shumo reassured the slightly agitated Yao Han.
He could understand too.
After all, just having watched such a performance by Mao Weiang, and now seeing sothing seemingly off with Bai Junze, it’s understandable to have not held back.
"Let’s wait, let’s wait..."
He Shumo said.
.....
Then,
The cello reached its climax.
Sure enough,
Bai Junze’s strings began to exert force.
However,
What was presented at that mont was rough vibrato, oppressive staccato.
The powerful and intense music, carrying, intensely deep emotions....
assaulted the audience!
At that mont,
all the audience felt an imnse sense of grief and love.
Deafening, making hearts tremble.....
"What a cello!!"
Zhang Dong touched his chest, clicking his tongue in admiration.
However,
at the sa ti, people in another office were utterly unsettled.
"Damn it! Has everything turned sentintal?!"
Yao Han couldn’t hold back any longer and cursed.
This kind of sound filled with emotions,
could appear in anyone.
But it absolutely cannot be Bai Junze!!
.....
Yao Han really couldn’t take it anymore.
What on earth did Lin Tian do to Bai Junze in Foot Washing City?!
What on earth was mixed into that foot washing water?!
How could this possibly be the complex tone Bai Junze could perform!
...
"Mr. Lin Tian, Mr. Gan Yanyu... what exactly did the two of them do?"
Hearing this,
He Shumo couldn’t hold it any longer, he was almost bursting into laughter.
This concert is getting more and more exciting.
He deeply regretted not being able to make it to the scene,
"Miracle... It’s nothing short of a miracle..."
...
...
This girl, always doing unnecessary things.
At this mont,
Lin Tian, who was playing the piano, couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth thinking about this matter.
He said he had urgent business that he needed to go out for.
As a result, he actually traveled all the way to Bai Junze’s hotown.
Can you say this girl is crazy?
She even brought back a cello.
"..."
While in the corridor, Lin Tian patted Gan Yanyu’s head and chided,
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