There was nothing else in her eyes.
The entire world was reduced to just the song in her ears.
And the center of attention under the spotlight.
Those abrupt two words snapped Ye Tiao back to reality.
Lao Li, being the bar’s security personnel, was surprisingly clenching his fists at this moment, his eyes shining brightly as he stared at Shi Mei, the look of anticipation intense, "Guitar solo!"
Xiao Yuan’s attention was also pulled back by Lao Li.
But upon hearing this, Xiao Yuan made a ’tsk’ sound, "Do you think she’s stupid? This difficult segment, even if Tang Wu were to play it herself, there’s no guarantee she could reach the pinnacle of that year’s concert. This girl looks young, she probably knows a little guitar, but there’s absolutely no way she can tackle such a challenging piece."
Xiao Yuan poured rum into the cocktail shaker, confidently smiling, "The smart ones would choose to skip it."
Immediately after, the guitar switched tunes.
Lao Li’s face lit up with excitement, "It’s starting!"
Xiao Yuan obviously wasn’t convinced and looked up.
Under the spotlight, a fresh and clean figure was bowing her head, caressing the guitar strings.
The pitch-black glossy mask was emitting a calm and profound brilliance.
It gave the impression of being restrained and understated.
Seemed pretty reliable too.
Xiao Yuan was briefly lost in thought.
But in a moment, shook her head, determined, "It’s impossible to play, the difficulty is too high!"
Xiao Yuan seldom was so resolute.
Stirred by his own words, Lao Li also began to waver.
Yes, this segment was indeed too hard.
How many people were amazed by Tang Wu’s performance at that concert that year?
In the thousands of days that followed, that brilliant edit was praised and spread in various forms, becoming the BGM in various contexts.
But no one had ever been known to perfectly render that solo segment in its entirety.
Too long, too fast, too fierce, and too melancholic.
What was even harder was, while capturing the rhythm and showcasing impressive skills, not to lose the soul of the piece.
That solo segment by Tang Wu was hailed as... genius by people from all walks of life.
Shi Mei, whether she had heard the conversation or felt the unusual atmosphere here, looked over in this direction.
Just one glance, and people could feel her amusement.
Even though he couldn’t see her face, why did he feel like she was definitely laughing at Xiao Yuan?
And Xiao Yuan also realized that Shi Mei was mocking her and felt a bit angry, "Did she overhear and become angrily embarrassed?"
As soon as the words fell, intense musical lines poured into the eardrums from all around.
Xiao Yuan’s face changed.
Lao Li, who had just calmed down, had his excitement surge up again in an instant, starry-eyes fixed on the young girl on the stage.
Xiao Yuan had long memorized every note of this piece.
But every time he tried to imitate it, he couldn’t last more than a third.
A third, a half, and even more!
Nearly everyone on the scene was holding their breath, listening intently to this epic performance.
Finally, amid a beautiful trill, the room instantly returned to silence.
Shi Mei’s voice suddenly projected, the lazy tone stretched out invisibly in the silence after the intensity, sounding especially ethereal.
"Rest of Life is long, let’s walk it together."
Xiao Yuan immediately got goosebumps all over, and the next second, found herself with wet eyes!
Her heart was fiercely shaken, and while no one around had noticed yet, she quickly wiped her eyes and muttered under her breath, "Fuck, that was awesome!"