The left and right hands intertwined, the notes undulating like ripples on a gently disturbed water surface.
When the music first reached the force of F, it was like a tide crashing in, unleashing a passionate climax, with thirty-second note arpeggios progressing layer by layer, like surging waves, stirring turbulent emotions.
Pearl looked up in shock.
Simultaneously, all the audience members absorbed in the music saw a beam of light falling onto the dark stage.
On the right side of the stage, in front of a white grand piano, sat a delicate silhouette.
The light poured down from above, like a divine ray cast from the heavens, softly yet powerfully enveloping the girl.
She sat gracefully, her back elegantly straight, relaxed and natural.
The girl slightly bowed her head, revealing a slender and white neck, her exposed skin under the light was as delicate as porcelain, akin to the finest white jade, so beautiful that one couldn't help but want to lock it in a safe to treasure.
