Many people realized that they had unwittingly shed tears.
It was a piece of music that touched the soul.
"Damn it! Trash music! Not as good as Miss Wenren's."
Wei Kangyong, wiping away tears, said this as if for some reason, it reminded him of his deceased mother.
Despite his words, he couldn't help but join the others in a thunderous ovation in the end.
"This music is simply a masterpiece!"
"Such a melody should only exist in heaven!"
...
Xu Ruoying also wiped away tears, as it reminded her of the time when her grandfather had passed away.
Who would have expected Feng Lin to possess such musical talent.
The most shocked person present was undoubtedly Wenren Xi.
Laymen enjoy the spectacle, connoisseurs appreciate the technique.
Only a professional like her understood how incredible the music just performed really was.
She stepped forward, unable to resist asking, "I've never heard this music before, may I ask who composed it? What is its name?"
