345, Have a Post-event Cigarette (Third Update)

"Phew..."

Du Wei exhaled a puff of smoke, lying on the bed with a face full of calm.

Next to him, Alex's pretty face was slightly flushed, thoroughly content.

"Was my piano playing not good enough?"

Du Wei, gazing at Alex who was resting on his shoulder, asked softly.

Honestly.

His piano performance was indeed passable, and without professional expertise, it was hard to detect any problems.

Because he only knew how to play one piece.

Having practiced it well, naturally there wouldn't be too many mistakes.

At most, it lacked soul, making the whole piece seem too rigid.

Alex rolled her eyes on the side, "I think you can do even better."

Du Wei's mouth twitched, feeling a sore back and aching waist from flying back from Poland to New York, after a tiring journey.

He thought he would get a good rest, but ended up having to pay his dues again.

This was not quite the life he had imagined.

Meanwhile.

His phone suddenly vibrated.