Chapter 10 The Sorrows of Young Werther (Additional Chapter 78 for Golden Sprout @ Top Fan)_5

While speaking, Zong Yi waved his hand behind his head, signaling his sister to hurry upstairs.

She hadn't yet sung "Sister, sister, sister, I have a question" a hundred thousand times; how could she let her sister fall into the hands of such a weird old man without poetry or tranquility?

Right, Xuan Shi and Cheng Nuo were Brother Xuan and Sister Cheng.

In the story, Nie Guangyi was absolutely a weird old man.

Not only was he like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, but he also liked to blindly seek hugs in the square.

And the hugs were always with strangers.

Such behavior was detested by Zong Yi.

When Meng Xin Zhi was pulled downstairs by Zong Yi, she stated she would only see her to the door.

She had just finished dancing, so she needed to go back to shower and change clothes first.

Zong Yi's attitude upset Nie Guangyi quite a bit.

It made it seem as though he was interested in the woman outside.

What a joke!

Women would only slow down his pace of winning the Pritzker Prize.

Love would only take away most of his wealth.

The reason he asked was merely because he felt "Aurora's Intention" and the erhu went better together, even if it was "dubious."

Although Zong Yi blocked Nie Guangyi's line of sight, she didn't ignore his needs.

Without even going upstairs, she went directly to the "Song Dynasty" storeroom and brought out an erhu.

Nie Guangyi couldn't believe that he was now in "Aurora's Intention."

Even with quotation marks, it still disgusted him.

Seeing that Nie Guangyi did not accept it, Zong Yi had to speak up and remind him, "Here, the erhu is for you."

Her words said 'for you,' but her expression conveyed no belief.

Zong Yi's emotions were written all over her face; she didn't believe the hug-seeking weird old man could achieve anything significant with a classical musical instrument.

It was clear that he was just like those bad brothers who wanted to snatch her sister away from her.

But not exactly the same.

Older, weirder, badder.

Nie Guangyi was provoked.

He took the erhu.

Pulled a noise.

Then another noise.

Then he pulled out many more noises again and again and again.

The ears of Cheng Nuo, Xuan Shi, and Zong Yi were all tormented.

Nie Guangyi had no remorse, pretentiously adjusting the strings.

And then came even more noises than before.

At least two minutes passed before Nie Guangyi finally stopped.

"I asked if your sister had an erhu because I wanted to play a challenging piece to accompany her dance," Nie Guangyi, unsure of his own skills, still spoke disparagingly of Zong Yi, "You surely don't have the capability."

"Have you seen me dance to say that I lack strength?" Zong Yi mentally recited 'nasty weird old man' at least 800 times.

Although her dancing was taught by her sister at home.

But each year, when the school dance team chose a captain, she was always the indisputable choice.

"So you're quite capable, aren't you?" Nie Guangyi was unfriendly toward Zong Yi.

"I'm okay," Zong Yi responded modestly.

If it weren't for her father and sister telling her to be polite,

Zong Yi would surely have added, "My dance skills are at least a thousand times better than your erhu level."

"Alright then, let's try," Nie Guangyi pretended to start playing.

Zong Yi hurriedly refused, "The way you played just now, I really can't dance to it."

Nie Guangyi didn't care at all and played a lot of meaningless notes without any pattern.

Immediately after, he said, "Begin."

Then, Nie Guangyi started his performance.

His movements while playing the erhu were as fast as an eggbeater at work.

With such a rhythm, how could he possibly produce a pleasant sound?

Very quickly, Zong Yi was stunned.

Under Nie Guangyi's seemingly erratic fingering, the strings of the erhu transformed to play an incredibly melodious "Wild Bee Dance."

Zong Yi had never thought that "Wild Bee Dance" could be played on an erhu.

Zong Yi really liked Lang Lang's version of "Wild Bee Dance"; every time she watched, she felt Lang Lang's hands were fast-forwarded at eight times the speed.

She had also heard many violin versions from various countries.

The feelings conveyed through Western musical instruments and the erhu were vastly different.

Zong Yi knew she made two mistakes.

First, the weird old man really could play the erhu.

Second, she really couldn't accompany the dance.

This rendition of "Wild Bee Dance" was nothing short of marvelous and had an immediate effect.

It stunned everyone in the first-floor studio.

It attracted Zong Ji, who was practicing Tai Chi on the fifth-floor Rooftop.

It made Meng Xin Zhi break her habit of always taking a hot shower on the third floor after dancing.

It caused Meng Lan, awoken from her sleep by the noise and coming down from the fourth floor dressed in pajamas ready to scold someone, to involuntarily stop and listen.

Among all the shocked people, Xuan Shi was the most astounded.

Having been brothers with Nie Guangyi for over a decade, he had never seen him play the erhu before.

Nie Guangyi always claimed to be allergic to all things classical.

Not to mention the erhu, even if it were traditional tofu, Nie Guangyi would refuse to eat it if he knew.

Xuan Shi watched Nie Guangyi in a trance.

Could it be that architecture and music are similar after all?

Could it be that a genius should, like Da Vinci, be able to grasp related concepts with ease?

When the piece ended, Nie Guangyi looked up to see a pair of bright, sparkling eyes.

Beautiful eyes, full of approval.

"Guangyi brother, you are so amazing!"

Zong Yi switched sides without any integrity.

The name she had recited in her mind 800 times was ruthlessly abandoned.

As if she had always intended to call the 'nasty weird old man' Brother Guangyi.

But Nie Guangyi's gaze turned to Meng Xin Zhi: "Young lady, what do you think?"