"Oh my God, the young pianist Lu Jihan recently signed is actually Song Huaizhong's eldest daughter, Song Yinyin?"
All eyes focused intently on Song Yinyin.
However, she remained calm and composed, without any explanation. She took a deep breath and approached the grand piano.
She placed the handbag she was holding on the piano board, lowered her head to touch the piano stand, as if feeling the soul of the piano, and closed her eyes, remaining silent for a few seconds.
The surrounding people seemed to be infected by her, quieting down.
Song Yinyin slowly opened her eyes and placed her hands on the piano stand...
Her playing skills were no less than Song Anqi's. At first, the sound was extremely gentle and slowly drifted out, like the spring breeze by the river, softly brushing people's cheeks...
Then, the piano sound was like a bird ready to fly, flapping its nimble wings, flowing brightly...
