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Chapter 190:
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(In the hotel's piano room)Qiu Qianwei focused on practicing the piano, repeatedly playing the same piano piece.
This piano piece was her entry to the art festival. When the festival arrived, she would need to perform it live.
For the Global Glory Arts Festival, Qiu Qianwei had been preparing for nearly half a year.
The initial draft of this piano piece was completed nearly half a year ago, and it has been revised countless times nearing perfection.
However, while playing the piano piece, Qiu Qianwei still felt lacking.
"Seventh Sister, are you practicing the piano so diligently?" Just as Qiu Qianwei was contemplating, Lin Chen suddenly entered the piano room.
"I have to work hard," Qiu Qianwei sighed.
"Seventh Sister, don't worry. You will definitely win the Supreme Gold Award in the music category at the Global Glory Arts Festival!" Lin Chen encouraged.
"My opponents are all music geniuses from various countries, absolutely not inferior to me."
"That's easy. I'll think of a way to ensure those competitors don't make it to the festival. Seventh Sister, you can win the Supreme Gold Award!" Lin Chen chuckled.
"Shut up, don't talk nonsense!" Qiu Qianwei's usual elegance disappeared, replaced by a stern warning.
Although she really wanted to win the Supreme Gold Award, she only wanted to do it by relying on her true abilities, not through underhanded means.
What Lin Chen suggested was a complete disrespect for art.
It didn't respect Art, nor her.
Qiu Qianwei was naturally angry.
"Seventh Sister, I was just joking," Lin Chen shrank back in fear.
"Joking is fine, but not with these kinds of things," Qiu Qianwei's expression softened slightly.
"I know, I know," Lin Chen grinned awkwardly, then continued, "Seventh Sister, could you play this piano piece again for me to listen to?"
As another high-level player, his piano skills were actually at the same level as Wang Haoran's, one level higher than Qiu Qianwei's.
By listening carefully to Qiu Qianwei play this piano piece several times, he could identify any imperfections.
Qiu Qianwei was originally here to practice piano. When she heard Lin Chen's request, she immediately entered the state of practice.
On the other side, Wang Haoran also listened from afar.
After Qiu Qianwei played several times, Wang Haoran and Lin Chen identified the problem.
Qiu Qianwei's piano piece lacked the incorporation of her own emotions. In other words, it lacked a soul.
Although it sounded nonsensical, true pinnacle-perfect piano performance couldn't lack in this aspect.
The piano piece Qiu Qianwei composed had a well-chosen theme: tragic love.
Throughout cultural history, there have been countless works of literature, articles, dramas, plays, music, etc., that glorify love. Love was an eternal and immortal theme in human cultural history.
Tragedy was a common element among many themed works. Countless classic works created with love as an element survived to this day because they were tragedies.
For example, Romeo and Juliet in the West, and Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in the East, these two are the best representative examples.
Qiu Qianwei's choice of "tragic love" as the core theme was perfect, and she also created a nearly flawless piano piece.
However, she neglected a very crucial point.
Musical works were different from written works. After a written work was completed, it was fixed, but the effect of a musical work varies greatly depending on the interpretation of different people.
Qiu Qianwei had no love experience whatsoever. Even if her piano skills were high, she couldn't incorporate various emotions that matched "tragic love" into her performance.
Because she had never experienced it, there were no emotions of "heartache" stored in her emotional memory.
"Seventh Sister, I think you lack the ability to incorporate your emotions into it. This is a piano piece with tragic love as the main theme, and you need to infuse your own emotions into it," Lin Chen directly pointed out the problem.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Qianwei suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.
But soon her face fell.
"I have absolutely no love experience, so I have no practical understanding of this."
"If you don't have any, create some."
"Create?"
"Yes!" Lin Chen said seriously, "Seventh Sister, let me be your boyfriend, and you try to fall in love with me. Then I'll ruthlessly dump you, and you'll understand this emotion."
"Your suggestion is good," Qiu Qianwei's eyes lit up, but she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "But letting you be my boyfriend is too weird. You're just an eight-year-old kid, I can't get into a relationship with you."
"And besides, even if we say it's acting, I still can't truly immerse myself in it to experience a short-lived failed romance. Your method won't work."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chen felt it made sense. "Then let me think of another way."
He scratched his little head and tried hard to come up with an idea.
...
(On the other side)
After hearing Lin Chen's suggestion, Wang Haoran was almost amazed.
To gain Qiu Qianwei's favor, he tried hard to help her solve this problem.
This slightly absurd suggestion from the little pianist directly woke him up.
After all, Qiu Qianwei's current favorability towards him was at a steadfast 70.
This seemingly absurd suggestion actually had high feasibility.
He needed to consider it carefully and act accordingly.
Wang Haoran left his room and went straight to Cui Xiao's door, knocking.
"Oh, don't you feel dizzy anymore?" Cui Xiao asked in surprise.
"Well, not anymore," Wang Haoran smiled and directly extended an invitation. "You mentioned earlier that you wanted to take a stroll. Are you still up for it?"
"Of course!" Cui Xiao blurted out, agreeing immediately. She quickly rushed back to her room, touched up her makeup quickly, and sprayed some perfume.
"Let's go!" Cui Xiao eagerly linked arms with Wang Haoran, and they left the hotel together.
Two hours later, Wang Haoran and Cui Xiao returned with bags in hand.
Actually, Cui Xiao wanted to shop a bit more, but Qiu Qianwei called several times, saying that it was time for a meal. Cui Xiao had no choice but to return.
...
(In the hotel restaurant)
Qiu Qianwei, Lin Chen, and the two female assistants waited at a table.
All the dishes were served, but no one ate; they were all waiting.
Soon, everyone saw Wang Haoran and Cui Xiao approaching from a distance.
Qiu Qianwei glanced over and saw the two holding hands, seemingly intimate.
As they got closer, Cui Xiao felt shy and let go of Wang Haoran's hand.
"We just went for a walk. Sorry for keeping you waiting," Wang Haoran said without looking at Qiu Qianwei's expression.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he received a prompt message from the system.
[Ding, host made Qiu Qianwei jealous, gaining 500 villain points!]
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Translated by Evil Duke.