The beautiful sound of the piano poured into the noisy bar, sweeping away impetuosity and decadence.
The guests who were chatting and screaming all fell silent.
Cheng Anning didn't hear the singer singing for a long time, and looked at the singer in surprise, who was also looking at him.
Cheng Anning had no choice but to stop and start playing again. The singer finally came to his senses and started singing.
The love song from the subwoofer, accompanied by the sound of the piano, poured into everyone's ears.
The guests were all intoxicated.
The manager looked at the atmosphere of the place and his mouth was so open that he would have wanted to howl if the atmosphere was not wrong.
When it was over, the guests were still reluctant to leave and strongly requested for another song.
The manager came out and said we would continue tomorrow night!
Backstage, the long-haired singer quickly stopped the pianist who was about to go back.
"Wait! Don't go! Dear pianist, may I recognize you?"
Cheng Anning met those affectionate eyes...
"Sorry, I don't understand. Can you speak English?"
The singer was stunned for a moment, then laughed and switched to English, but without the affectionate expression just now, he said relaxedly: "What's your name?"
"install."
"Have you always been a piano accompanist in underground bars? How come I haven't heard your name before? Your piano sound is so moving that I, the lead singer, almost couldn't overpower you."
The long-haired singer's intention to strike up a conversation is very obvious.
Unfortunately, Cheng Anning had no intention of chatting at the moment. Seeing that he had nothing important to do, he said directly: "Sorry, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Her hands hurt, and her back was so painful that she broke into a cold sweat.
This will make you want to soak in ice water.
The long-haired singer never thought that one day he would be treated like this. He had been praised a lot by fans, audiences and girls in the past. He still didn't recover, but in the blink of an eye, he was already gone!
The long-haired singer smiled, his eyes shining with the light of finding prey.
The manager found Cheng Anning, who was soaking his hands in ice cubes. He was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, "Are you okay? An."
Cheng Anning exhaled a breath, "I'm okay, it's okay."
"your hands……"
"It's a small problem, just soak it for a while and it'll be fine."
"Then tomorrow's performance..."
"I have no problem, manager, leave it to me."
She could still withstand such an intense performance.
The manager breathed a sigh of relief and generously gave her tonight's reward.
Holding a stack of money, Cheng Anning smiled for the first time in a long time.
She had calculated that as long as she performed for three days, she would be able to earn enough to pay for the boat tickets, which was much easier than doing odd jobs.
She lowered her eyes, looked at her hands that were red from the cold, and murmured to herself: "Hold on for a little longer...three days, just three days."
…
Last night's performance was very successful, and people rushed to Moss Bar to listen to the music.
And talk about it with relish.
The originally scheduled pianist was a well-known local accompanist, who often accompanied singers and played for guests in various places.
Last night it was also because someone else had invited him over at a higher price, so he failed to make an appointment. I thought Moss Bar would reschedule the date for him to come over, but he didn't expect someone else to come!
"An Asian woman? Are you sure?"
"Yes, that's right, they are all talking! And the Asian woman is very mysterious and wears a mask."
"New trick?"
The pianist's expression was unpredictable, thinking about countermeasures.
But the woman next to me heard it and suddenly asked: "Asian? Wearing a mask? What is it called?"
"I thought I heard them calling her, Ann?"
The woman smiled, "Sure enough."
The man asked cautiously: "Camellia, do you know that person?"
"Maybe, but I have to take a look, I'm not sure."
Camellia is really a little unsure.
After all, the Lin An she knew was an ugly-looking woman who was imprisoned on Huludao and had pretty good cooking skills.
As for the piano?
I have never seen that Camellia thing before, I only heard that it is a trick played by rich people in the outside world.
Does Lin An know how to do this?
Camellia hesitated.
"It will become clear if we go and take a look tonight."
Camellia really wants to know if that person is Lin An.
With everyone's expectations, as night falls, Moss Bar is full of people early.
There were many spectators gathered outside.
Some people came to see the singer, while others came just to join in the fun.
The happiest thing is the bar manager, whose turnover has directly reached the target.
The manager turned around and went backstage to find Cheng Anning and singer Bujito who were preparing.
"The audience outside is here for you, so you have to work hard for tonight's performance!"
Cheng Anning nodded, but his eyes always looked at his hands.
Yesterday's pain seems to be coming back again.
She had to ask for another pass of ice cubes and soak her hands in them.
Bugito saw it and asked worriedly: "Ann, are you okay?"
"fine."
"your hands……"
Bugito was so keen that he saw a scar on the palm of her hand, and immediately grabbed it, "Has your hand ever suffered such a serious injury?"
Cheng Anning withdrew her hand with an unnatural look on her face, "I'm fine."
This scene was seen.
Someone quietly ran to tell the pianist.
"Injured hand? Hahaha, that's great! I'm looking forward to tonight's performance. Anyone who replaces me will fail! Chinese pianists are just unreliable!"
Camellia heard this and frowned, "Are you racist?"
"No, no, no, Miss Camellia, you have misunderstood. The piano scene in China has declined drastically in recent years. There are no good pianists at all. They have gradually emerged on the international stage. There is a young girl who is pretty good, but
I’m not good at technique, but I’m better at composing music.”…
Camellia is not interested in any piano composition, but she is a little worried about Lin An.
She deliberately got up and went to the backstage. Her figure floated all the way and she came to the backstage quietly.
I saw that familiar figure at a glance.
"It's really you."
Hearing the familiar figure, Cheng Anning turned her head subconsciously and saw Camellia standing behind her.
"Sister Hua?"
"Tsk, it's really you."
"Sister Hua, why are you here?"
"This is what I'm supposed to ask you, what are you doing here? No, can you also play the piano?"
"Yep."
"It's quite amazing, it's so hidden."
"Sister Hua, you are so complimentary."
Camellia looked at the mask on her face and said, "Do you think this can block those who want to find you?"
"……I need money."
She knew it was dangerous for her to do so.
But she had no other choice.
She must earn money for the ferry ticket as soon as possible. She wants to return to her country.
"One more day will be enough. I will try to hide away."
Camellia sneered, "Then I wish you good luck."
After saying that, Camellia turned and left.
Soon, the performance began.
When the piano sounded again, the person hiding in the dark retreated quietly and made a phone call.
"found it……"
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