After speaking, Qin Qing entered the restaurant on her own. The manager was momentarily stunned before hitting his employee on the head.
"You idiot! Hurry up and stop her!'
However, the manager and employee were still one step too late. Qin Qing already approached the piano stand in full view. If Qin Qing were to be pulled out at this time, it would definitely cause noise and criticism.
Subsequently, Qin Zhou went downstairs.
The man glanced at the figure in front of the piano stand.
"It took some time, but I finally found someone."
"Hurry up."
The manager was immediately caught off guard, so he could only bite the bullet and admit his negligence.
"Yes, yes, I'm really sorry to keep Master Qin waiting for so long."
Qin Zhou casually responded, turned around, and went upstairs again.
The employee panicked. "Manager Jing, what should we do now?"
The manager gritted his teeth as he clenched his slightly trembling hands, "What else can we do?! Get ready to pack up and leave!"
At a glance, Qin Qing's dress and figure didn't resemble that of a pianist.
Of course, it wasn't only the manager who thought so. Everyone also criticized Qin Qing because of her appearance.
Qin Qing, on the other hand, ignored everyone and sat down in front of the piano.
Her slender fingers stroked the keys. Qin Qing was struck by a sense of inexplicable nostalgia as she hadn't touched the piano for a long time.
She straightened her back and corrected her posture. As Qin Qing was about to press the keys, a wave of fear and uneasiness wafted over her.
The fear was deep-seated in Qin Qing's body. It belonged to the original host!
An unexpected scene appeared in Qin Qing's mind. In it, the original host sat in front of the piano as the crowd pointed at her during a banquet.
The guests had sneering and disdainful expressions. Even at the end, their faces began to twist.
Qin Qing tried her best to restrain the fear from her body, but she still couldn't prevent the resulting mistakes.
The unruly music score, coupled with the chaotic weight and dynamics, caused the tone to hit the audience's ears like a supernatural sound.
Everyone present could not help but frown.
"My god, what is going on here? We want to hear a piece, not some horrendous noise!"
"Where is the manager of this restaurant?! What is going on? Are you playing tricks on us?! Even I can tell that she is not a pianist given her delinquent attire!"
"Did you randomly pull this person from the road? It's such a mess that it makes people lose their appetite for food."
The manager's face turned extremely unsightly. He felt as though everything was over!
At this time, all the criticisms audibly reached Qin Qing's ears, and she desperately suppressed the fear in her body.
Qin Qing cruelly bit down the corner of her lip, and blood trickled, denoting how severe it was.
The sudden tingling sensation woke Qin Qing up, and the scene in her mind gradually dissipated.
Someone in the crowd yelled.
"Qin Qing!"
"Isn't this the fake daughter of the Qin family? Does she think she is Qin Ruo? Why is she taking the initiative to play the piano? What a joke—"
Before any more words could be added, a booming sound cut through.
Immediately afterward, there was an earth-shattering and melodious tone.
Tang Nannan's mouth was still agape, as if she had been slapped on the face by a potent force. She seemed to be tremendously embarrassed.
Not to mention Tang Nannan, the expressions of everyone in the restaurant drastically changed. The people had heard the harsh music earlier.
But the current melodious and soothing music could not be denied either. It swept over everyone's hearts like spring water.
The starting note of Moonlit Night was joyful and gentle while the ending note was sad and depressing.
The people who were still immersed in the joyful tune were instantly brought into a mourning and tranquil mood. A sliver of silence began to spread until it descended into a desperate roar.
The piece promptly ceased, but the restaurant seemed to remain engrossed in the atmosphere created by the music.
After a while, there was a burst of applause.
"It's played so well! It's hard to believe that the harsh noise at the beginning came from her hands."
"Right? The playing is too resonant. I just felt as if I am dragged into the artistic conception created by the music."