Title: I’m Pregnant with the Villain’s Child
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 241 - What was that? What happened to the famous scene in the novel? (2)
With Ye Qing saying these words as if she was making a solemn vow, Madam Zhou didn’t say any more words. Since Madam Zhou thought that Ye Zhen was a good person, she naturally looked at Ye Qing with a more trusting eye by virtue of Ye Qing being Ye Zhen’s sister.
“I'll trouble you with this request then.”
“It’s my honor.”
Ye Qing was extremely excited. She arrogantly looked at Ye Zhen. She really wanted to tell her sister to open her eyes wide and see that no matter the occasion, she was the outstanding one of the two sisters!
However, under the gazes of the public, she had to keep her emotions under control. After calming down, she walked to the expensive piano on the stage with a smile fitting to the occasion.
She no longer remembered the last she had performed in public. In the last life, with the Ye’s decline and Ye Zhen’s successes, the sound of praises had gradually gone out of her reach. This made the extremely vain Ye Qing increasingly dejected. She felt that she had no choice but to restrain her talents and surrender to spending her efforts on the minutiae of life, something no one appreciated. She could only become a nobody.
That’s why when she was given another chance at life, she joined the entertainment circle. She wanted a life where she was showered with everyone’s praise and admiration. That feeling of being adored and worshiped, there was nothing more pleasurable in the world than that.
The shiny piano was spotless. Ye Qing sat down on the piano bench, straightened her back, and smiled at everyone in the venue.
Ye Qing could feel that everyone was staring at her. She smiled at them in acknowledgement, and then raised her hands and placed it on the black and white piano keys. Thinking of the piano score that she once knew very well, she took a deep breath. Before she started playing, she imagined the praise and enthusiastic applause that awaited her once she was done playing.
Ye Qing played the first few notes. The sublime music lingered in the hall, and everyone’s gazes were riveted on Ye Qing,
The prelude was slow. As Ye Qing played the song, the music flowed down her fingertips like water and danced to create a wonderful melody that silenced the hall.
Master Pianist Charlie was regarded as a musical genius not only because of his outstanding piano skills, but also because of his talented composing skills.
The first half of Serenade was melodious and timeless, depicting the tranquility of night. The score changed dramatically in the second half. It went from tempestuous to grief and anger and ended in sorrow. Many people speculated that Charlie had written this score after being abandoned by his lover.
A little bit later, when it was almost time to transition to the second half of the song, Ye Qing’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. There was growing sweat on her back.
Everything was going smoothly, but the closer she got to the turning point of the song, the more uneasy she felt.
She clearly knew this score very well and had the muscle memory to play it, but her fingers started to make mistakes. She was clearly thinking about how to play this song, but there was a delay between her thinking and execution. The consequence of delaying half a beat caused Ye Qing’s mental state to crumble. Flustered, she missed a note.
Impossible! She was very familiar with this score. How could she play it wrong?!
Calm down! She won’t misplay! She could do this!
Ye Qing was deeply worried, and her thoughts and actions were slowed by half a beat. Instinctively trying to compensate, she sped up the movement of her hands. The portion of the score that was supposed to depict grief and anger had become sorrowful, and the sorrowful portion had become stirred up with agitation. The rhythm of the song was ruined.
Sweat beaded on Ye Qing’s forehead. She stared at the piano keys. She wasn’t willing to accept that she had made such careless mistakes. Her back was stiff, and she sat there like a stone statue while she emotionlessly finished playing the rest of the score.