Chapter 79: Chapter 78: Sense of Accomplishment Chapter 79: Chapter 78: Sense of Accomplishment A perfect prelude concluded, instantly capturing the attention of everyone present.
Tang Song nodded gently to Tian Jing.
Then, a fresh and sweet female voice wafted through the speakers.
“You accompany me into the cicada summer, traversing the city’s hustle and bustle…”
Tian Jing’s singing was quite good, and she was very familiar with this song, her pitch and rhythm were accurate. The only issue might have been that her emotional expression was not quite enough.
After all, she had not experienced any poignant romance herself, only relying on imagination and empathy.
While Tang Song, having merged with the guitar playing abilities from his dreams, freely fused technique with emotion, using arpeggiated chords to create a smooth musical sense, also fully expressing the passion and helplessness in the song.
Standing in the limelight, Tian Jing, listening to the tender and affectionate guitar sounds, gradually imbued her singing with emotion.
“I really miss you, in every rainy season…”
Good music has a strong power of influence, especially such face-to-face live performances.
The diners gradually quieted down, focusing on the song.
Many shifted their gaze from the dazzling Tian Jing to Tang Song, who was seated on a stool.
At that moment, he was like a stream whispering through the mountains, cool, clear, and exuding an air of restraint.
Their eyes met, and a slight tremor crept into Tian Jing’s voice.
Because her skin was fair, a clear blush appeared instantly on her face and neck.
Noticing her change, Tang Song gave her a warm smile.
After all, this date involved a system task and the main goal was to make Tian Jing happy.
Then, he stood up from his chair and moved closer to her.
Breathing in her fragrance, looking into her bright eyes, he began to hum along softly.
“You accompany me into the cicada summer, crossing the city noise
The song still wanders, like your pomegranate-like eyes…”
Tian Jing instantly relaxed, a broad smile spreading across her face as she swayed gently while singing.
The breeze lifted her fine bangs, her face shining brighter than the evening’s moon.
Tang Song, following the rhythm of the song, strummed and tapped, each beat precisely timed.
The clear sound of the strings, accompanied by the “tap tap” of hitting the wooden guitar, created a unique rhythm.
Chords are but the body, rhythm is the soul.
An excellent rhythmic groove makes the performance more dynamic and full of life.
Tang Song improvised adding elements to the rhythm quite different from the original composition, instantly giving the whole song a fresh appeal.
With the guitar’s spring-like flow, the song concluded.
Applause and cheers erupted on the terrace.
Eating barbecue, enjoying the evening breeze, admiring the beautiful scene, and listening to such wonderful music.
It truly was a trip worth making.
Many had already begun to post on Moments and Douyin.
The event host took the microphone and announced loudly, “Our customers are really full of surprises, that performance by the handsome guy and beautiful girl was just marvelous! It is also an honor for our New Alley restaurant! Let’s continue with the games, and we hope everyone will take up the challenge!”
Tang Song handed the guitar back to Carl, offered his thanks, and gradually withdrew from the mood of the performance.
He looked at Jing opposite him and smiled, “Pleasure working with you! You sang wonderfully!”
“It’s all thanks to you,” Tian Jing stuck out her tongue at him, “turns out you are a hidden master, you play the guitar so well, you could debut on the spot.”
“Just being a guitarist isn’t enough, how about we form a band and release an album directly?”
“Sure, how about the name ‘Sweet Sugar’?”
At the dining table, He Liting’s blank gaze gradually returned to normal.
Her heart was a tumult of emotions.
Although she couldn’t play the guitar, from the singer Carl’s expression and reaction just now, it was clear that his skills were definitely top-notch.
Driving a BMW, tall and handsome, excellent guitar playing, and an outstanding demeanor.
This was definitely an exceptional young man, and the most charming one she had come across in her life.
It was herself who had earnestly persuaded Qianqian to stay away from Tang Song, laying out the facts and arguing for her to limit their contact.
Looking back now, she was overwhelmed by a strong sense of guilt.
But Qianqian had already refused Tang Song the night before, and he had now found such a rich and beautiful girl, everything was already too late.
Li Xinghui looked at the lively crowd around him and suggested, “Liting, I remember you’re quite good at singing, why not join in? Just for fun.”
“No thanks,” He Liting replied absently, then added, “Brother Hui, I’m feeling a bit unwell, I might have to go home to rest later.”
Li Xinghui was taken aback, “Is that so, then let me drive you home.”
“No need, no need, it’s quite time-consuming to go back and forth, and we still have so much food left, you enjoy your meal, I’ll take a taxi home.”
After saying so, He Liting picked up her bag and stood up.
“Alright then, be careful on your way, and let me know when you get home,” Li Xinghui didn’t insist anymore.
Their acquaintance wasn’t long, and they were just ordinary colleagues; since He Liting was so firm in her refusal, he couldn’t persuade her to stay.
He Liting cast one last glance in Tang Song’s direction, waved her hand, and said, “Thanks for today, Brother Hui, I’ll treat you to a meal next time, I’m off now, bye.”
Another ten minutes passed, and the restaurant’s little game ended, with the handsome manager taking the stage once again.
He invited everyone to leave comments and vote in the Douyin live stream.
Tian Jing won without question, securing a free meal card that she could use when paying the bill.
The two raised their glasses for a small celebration.
When they were almost done eating, Tian Jing moved closer to him, asking Tang Song to teach her some guitar fingering techniques.
After all, she was a child who had always loved music and had even learned to play guitar for a few days, but she had never been able to get through the door due to lack of guidance from a skilled teacher.
Tang Song didn’t hold back; he personally took her hand and guided the movements virtually.
Tian Jing’s cheeks grew hotter and hotter, and looking at his hands, she whispered, “The way you strummed, plucked, and tapped the strings just now looked so cool, could you guide me through it a few times?”
After speaking, she turned slightly, back to him, and raised her hands.
“Of course, no problem,” Tang Song replied, pursing his lips, and gently held her hands from behind.
Soft hair, narrow shoulders, slender waist, thin back.
A feeling of pleasure instantly surged, stirring his emotions.
For Tang Song, his impression of Tian Jing, the office goddess, was very profound.
At every Friday afternoon tea, she was the most dazzling presence in the activity area.
Dressed in exquisite and pretty clothes, holding a knife and cutting cake for everyone.
Her speech sweet and adorable, much loved by the male colleagues.
But she was always measured in her social interactions, maintaining a certain distance from the male colleagues.
Even Du Shaokai, who assiduously sought her favor every day, found it hard to get close to her.
Back then, Tang Song would merely admire her from afar, discuss in the group chats, never dreaming that something could happen between them.
And now, such close contact filled him with a sense of achievement.
Tian Jing was very cooperative, seemingly oblivious to his rapid breathing and fierce heartbeat, following his movements up and down, tapping and touching.