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Chapter 185:
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As time passed, the audience for the concert began to arrive one after another.
Looking around, there was almost no empty seat in sight.
This concert was actually just a small-scale promotion, and the promotion period was short, but nearly eight thousand tickets were still sold. It's not hard to imagine Qiu Qianwei's influence.
At 7:30 in the evening, the concert officially began.
Qiu Qianwei, dressed in elegant attire, made a simple appearance and received thunderous applause.
Qiu Qianwei first expressed sincere greetings to everyone before gracefully sitting down at the piano on stage.
With a soothing performance of "Moonlight Sonata," she set the stage for a lively atmosphere.
Subsequently, Qiu Qianwei performed several world-famous piano pieces, providing the audience with an auditory feast.
When the concert was halfway through, the performance of world-famous pieces was completed, and it was time to move on to personal compositions.
At the same time, Qiu Qianwei's ethereal voice was transmitted through the microphone and top-notch speakers to the audience.
"Recently, you may have come across the online piano genius. Actually, I really wanted to play a piece by that piano genius, but I haven't been able to contact him personally, so naturally, I couldn't buy the copyright to that piece. It's truly regrettable. If anyone knows how to contact the piano genius, please let me know."
Qiu Qianwei's words were playful, but also carried disappointment.
"Goddess, I am the piano genius! Look at me!" shouted a male fan wearing a paper mask in the audience.
Qiu Qianwei was shaken, followed by a rush of joy in her heart. But soon, she was disappointed again.
Because as soon as the male fan finished speaking, others immediately booed him.
"He's not, I'm the real piano genius!"
"You're all fake, I'm the piano genius!"
...
A male fan in a paper mask shouted loudly, and the scene became somewhat comical.
Affected by this atmosphere, Qiu Qianwei couldn't help but smile, but the smile quickly faded, replaced by a cloud of melancholy.
These people were obviously imposters and not real piano genius. How could the real piano genius, whose skill level was clearly superior to hers, bother to come to her concert? Moreover, perhaps the piano genius saw the message on her poster. Maybe he looked down on her, so he was unwilling to come as a special guest.
With these thoughts in mind, Qiu Qianwei felt a sense of disappointment, but the concert had to continue.
She adjusted her mood and immediately began to play one of her own composed piano pieces.
Several minutes later, as the piece finished, applause filled the hall once again, and the audience's faces were filled with awe.
Clearly, most of the audience was moved by her composition.
However, Qiu Qianwei didn't feel excited; instead, she felt ashamed. Compared to that piano genius' composition, hers was far inferior.
At this moment, a message came through Qiu Qianwei's earpiece from the stage manager. The gist was that it was almost time for the lucky audience segment.
The so-called lucky audience segment involved randomly selecting an audience member to come on stage and perform a piano duet with Qiu Qianwei.
A staff member brought a cardboard box over, and Qiu Qianwei reached in and grabbed a slip of paper.
"Row 1, Seat 8."
Qiu Qianwei opened the small piece of paper and read it aloud.
In order to ensure fairness, the camera has been focused on the paper so that all audience members can see the writing on it.
"Row 1, isn't that our row? Quick, take a look," said Qin Yunhan excitedly, turning to her companions.
The seats had numbers on the back, making it easy to identify.
"It seems to be me," Wang Haoran said.
"Wow, your luck is too good, huh?" Mu Zhaozhao's doll-like face was full of surprise.
"Good-looking people naturally have good luck," Qin Yunhan joked.
"That's right, that's right," Xu Muyan completely agreed with Qin Yunhan on this point.
While Wen Jing didn't speak, her head nodded like a chicken pecking, indicating her agreement.
Wang Haoran put on the paper mask he had prepared in advance and walked onto the stage. He didn't want to become famous, so he wouldn't reveal his face in front of the public.
Although Wang Haoran was wearing a mask, the ticket was a gift from Qiu Qianwei to Wang Haoran. Row 1, Seat 8, was one of the five tickets Qiu Qianwei gave out.
Seeing this obviously male figure, Qiu Qianwei immediately recognized Wang Haoran.
"Your luck is pretty good," Qiu Qianwei said softly, avoiding the microphone.
Good luck?
Wang Haoran smiled without saying a word.
Was this luck?
Of course not!
In order to impress Qiu Qianwei, he had paid a huge sum to become this so-called lucky audience member.
"I think so too. I'll go buy a lottery ticket tomorrow," Wang Haoran replied to Qiu Qianwei with a chuckle.
After a brief chat, Qiu Qianwei immediately resumed the concert.
"This lucky friend, do you know how to play the piano?" Qiu Qianwei asked into the microphone before moving it slightly towards Wang Haoran, signaling him to respond.
"A little bit," Wang Haoran replied.
A little bit meant that he was a beginner in piano.
Qiu Qianwei made a preliminary judgment of Wang Haoran's level and asked, "Can you play 'Für Elise'?"
"No," Wang Haoran shook his head.
"How about 'Childhood Memories'?"
"No."
"'Wedding in a Dream'?"
"No."
"'Nocturne No. 5'?"
"Again, no."
Qiu Qianwei rubbed her temples, feeling a bit dizzy. These four piano pieces were all beginner-level, and anyone who learned the piano should at least be able to play one of them. However, Wang Haoran didn't know any.
Qiu Qianwei realized that Wang Haoran couldn't even reach the level of a beginner; he was probably still in the stage of identifying the piano keys.
"So, you can't play any of them, right? Understood," Qiu Qianwei said.
"Not exactly. I actually know some famous pieces," Wang Haoran said seriously.
"Which one?" Qiu Qianwei was somewhat surprised. Aside from the four beginner-level pieces she mentioned earlier, were there others?
"'Piano Concerto No. 3,'" Wang Haoran said solemnly.
His piano skills were instantaneous. During practice, he naturally wouldn't waste time learning beginner-level piano pieces and instead focused on the difficult ones.
Qiu Qianwei looked at Wang Haoran in astonishment. If she didn't know Wang Haoran, she would have thought he was a lucky audience member who came to disrupt the event.
Which piano school in the world doesn't teach beginner-level piano pieces and instead teaches the difficult 'Piano Concerto No. 3'? This was simply inconceivable.
"'Piano Concerto No. 3' is too difficult. How about we choose another piece? Do you know anything else?" Qiu Qianwei didn't want to discourage Wang Haoran, so she asked in a tactful tone.
"In that case, how about 'Flight of the Bumblebee'? What do you think?" Wang Haoran suggested after a moment of thought.
Qiu Qianwei sighed inwardly. "Flight of the Bumblebee" was a Grade 9 piano exam piece and quite challenging. However, compared to "Piano Concerto No. 3," it was relatively easy.
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Translated by Evil Duke.