Chapter 003 - Yes, I'm an Original

　　Pretending was a sacred thing.

　　Lu Yuan knew very few piano songs to be honest.

　　There were only a few songs that came and went, and they were the ones he learned when he was chasing after his goddess.

　　He used to fantasize that one day he would be a very elegant and divine prince, who would charm thousands of young girls, and then the goddess would secretly give him her hand.

　　Unfortunately, the piano song is learned, and back and forth to play up that a few songs still really have a little bit of professional flavor.

　　But ...

　　The goddess has left.

　　Lu Yuan poor.

　　Lu Yuan is very honest, will not be flowery language, and the goddess will be nervous to say a word.

　　These two fatal weaknesses made Lu Yuan eat enough indifference on his way to chasing the goddess.

　　At least that was how Lu Yuan was before crossing over.

　　Therefore, after crossing over, Lu Yuan felt that he had to metamorphose and had to be a man who could speak in a flowery manner.

　　Metamorphosis takes time.

　　This Lu Yuan knew, so he didn't force himself to instantly become a golden man.

　　However, life always needed some sense of ceremony.

　　Or a sense of sanctity.

　　This is also true of coming to this déjà vu but completely different world.

　　For example, playing the piano for the first time.

　　The bathroom smelled of orchids and grasses, and after wiping a bit of unknown hand sanitizer and very carefully scrubbing the dirt from his hands, Lu Yuan walked towards the first floor stage under Wang Haoxue's interested gaze.

　　"Excuse me, can I have a song?"

　　The environment of the café was beautiful, a couple, an elegant man in a suit who looked rich at first glance looked up at Lu Yuan.

　　The piano music downstairs came to an abrupt end.

　　The young girl looked at Lu Yuan.

　　Very strangely.

　　No one had ever told her to stop when she was halfway through playing.

　　It made her uncomfortable.

　　"This is a very good piano that ordinary people can't touch, sorry." The young girl's face didn't show any dissatisfaction, but looked at Lu Yuan politely.

　　"Really, then ...," Lu Yuan ate a soft nail.

　　"Let him try." Wang Haoxue followed suit and walked down the stairs, looking at the young girl.

　　"You, you are ... "The young girl looked at Wang Haoxue for a second, recognizing Wang Haoxue, the young girl was excited.

　　"Let him try." Wang Haoxue continued to add.

　　"Okay." The young girl hurriedly nodded and walked off the piano stage.

　　Lu Yuan looked around before exhaling slightly.

　　To be honest, he had some stage fright.

　　It was his first time playing the piano in such a large crowd.

　　However, no matter how hard it was, he had to go for it even if he had stage fright.

　　After all ...

　　He felt that this was the first step of his metamorphosis.

　　With the first step, the road would be better in the future.

　　Lu Yuan once again tidied up his clothes and took a look at the mirror next to him, and when he was sure that everything was okay, he sat down.

　　He closed his eyes again.

　　He was looking for a feeling.

　　Wang Haoxue looked at Lu Yuan's back, the corner of her mouth showing a slight curve.

　　She felt that Lu Yuan had gotten into his own pit.

　　Lu Yuan's earlier words seemed like big words to her.

　　Ever since she was a child, she, Wang Haoxue, was a genius.

　　At the same time, her piano attainment was very high.

　　That "Neil River Maiden" is also a rare piano piece, and she created this piano piece by visiting many famous pianists, changing it time and time again, refining it time and time again, and adding new elements to it ....

　　Finally, it was created successfully.

　　It took her a lot of effort.

　　It was not easy.

　　So, Lu Yuan only had two choices next.

　　One was to play an original song that was even more beautiful than Nier River Maiden.

　　One was to outperform her in piano attainment and be able to make her recognize him.

　　Only then would Lu Yuan be considered to have won in this battlefield that wasn't really a battlefield.

　　But it was obvious that whether it was the former or the latter was as difficult as climbing up to heaven.

　　The corner of Wang Haoxue's mouth drew a slight arc.

　　She was now curious as to how Lu Yuan would end up next, after all, everyone here had a certain level of appreciation for the piano.

　　Trying to use a three-legged maneuver to fool them would not be successful.

　　The hall was empty, and it seemed that everyone was looking at him.

　　Lu Yuan knew that he had been forced to play by himself, and he had no choice.

　　Therefore, he could only play.

　　Lu Yuan opened his eyes and gently touched the keys and notes with his fingers.

　　"Ding."

　　The sound of the piano was very beautiful, at least Lu Yuan had never played such a good piano before.

　　The price shouldn't be too cheap.

　　After Wang Haoxue watched Lu Yuan play the first button, she shook her head slightly.

　　It was very unprofessional, and the pitch wasn't found correctly, one movement, one detail, there were just too many flaws in it.

　　It seems that this Lu Yuan is going to lose face.

　　Wang Haoxue was suddenly a bit tasteless.

　　The previous sense of flirting freshness seemed to be all gone at this moment.

　　Originally, it was just a straw man.

　　Wang Haoxue turned her head.

　　But ...

　　"Ding ding ding ..."

　　After a few seconds had passed, things seemed to have started to take a turn for the worse.

　　Lu Yuan began to play, at first a little nervous, afraid that he would play the tune badly, but then Lu Yuan was able to find some kind of playing feeling.

　　His music teacher had said that he was a gifted person.

　　Whether it was the guitar or the piano, he could easily get the hang of it.

　　It was just that there were two unfortunate points, the first being that the motivation for learning music was very impure, and the second was that he was a bit too old, and was destined to never achieve anything.

　　Music was something to be treated religiously.

　　Lu Yuan agreed with his teacher's words.

　　So he was very pious.

　　He was devoutly trying to put on such a good show.

　　Now Lu Yuan was grateful to his teacher and to the goddess who had left him.

　　Thinking of the goddess, Lu Yuan remembered the person he used to be ...

　　If there was no goddess, there would be no present self, if there was no present self ...

　　Well ...

　　There are no assumptions in this world.

　　That year, the flowers were beautiful.

　　That year, the sun shines brightly.

　　That year, the beginning of love.

　　That year ...

　　Too many memories come rushing back like water.

　　Lu Yuan suddenly closed his eyes again.

　　This piano song he was really too skillful, so skillful that he could play it completely by virtue of the piano.

　　The young girl who used to play the piano a few meters away suddenly froze.

　　She clearly saw Lu Yuan close his eyes.

　　Wang Haoxue stopped and turned around.

　　Wang Haoxue was a bit incredulous.

　　She really hadn't heard this piano piece before, but from the notes, it definitely couldn't be a randomly played piano piece.

　　Lu Yuan's back was erect and looked quite stubborn.

　　This was a stubborn young man.

　　At first, his playing technique was quite raw and unskilled, and he even had some vibrato, but as time went by, he slowly started to become more skillful, and in the end, he was even a bit more fluent.

　　The speed of playing also began to fast up.

　　The sunlight outside the window is very beautiful.

　　The light inside the cafe was gentle.

　　Lu Yuan's smile was bright.

　　Sometimes feeling was a strange thing.

　　After Lu Yuan delved deeper into this feeling, Lu Yuan realized that there were really no other thoughts in his mind.

　　There was no nervousness, no inferiority complex, no sighs, no hard feelings ...

　　Nothing, just the tune, just the melody, and the very stubborn heart that was going to metamorphose.

　　The speed is getting faster and faster, so fast that Lu Yuan himself is a little strange.

　　The murmurs in the cafe stopped.

　　A few teenage girls took out their cell phones and recorded Lu Yuan on the piano stage.

　　A few middle-aged men in suits looked at Lu Yuan thoughtfully, slightly mesmerized.

　　In the corner, an old man nodded his head from time to time, sighing with emotion and closing his eyes ...

　　Although ...

　　everyone's movements and behaviors were different, but everyone was quietly listening.

　　Seemingly, all were appreciating.

　　Unprecedented, never-before-heard melodies surrounded the ears of the crowd.

　　Could it be, am I wrong?

　　Wang Haoxue suddenly stared slightly.

　　Perhaps, what he said was true?

　　He, really knows the piano?

　　A person who could play the piano, why could he say that he didn't understand it?

　　The piano music rang out in waves, from the beginning, to the middle, and then gradually to the end.

　　Everyone didn't want the piece to end so soon.

　　They still wanted to listen.

　　Wang Haoxue was the same.

　　However, there is no banquet under the sun ...

　　had to end eventually.

　　When the last note ended abruptly, Lu Yuan stood up and opened his eyes to look at Wang Haoxue.

　　He was a bit tired, he hadn't played the piano for a long time, and he didn't expect to be in surprisingly good shape this time.

　　"I can play the piano." Lu Yuan uttered such a word.

　　It was simple.

　　Nothing else fancy.

　　And it was unprecedentedly serious.

　　"What's the name of this piece?" Wang Haoxue stared at Lu Yuan, also unprecedentedly serious.

　　"To Alice!"

　　"Author?"

　　"If you guys haven't heard of this tune, then the author of this tune is named Lu Yuan, the land of land, the far away ... We step on the land under our feet and slowly walk towards the far away ... "Lu Yuan is very deep and very flowing to say such a sentence that has been held back for a long time to pretend.

　　After saying this, he looked at everyone's eyes.

　　He looked at everyone's eyes seemed to have ripples, seemed to be thinking, seemed to fall into dementia.

　　He felt very satisfied!

　　He felt that he had succeeded in pretending!

　　Pretending was smooth and enjoyable!

　　This is very comfortable.

　　If you feel plagiarized ...

　　You find evidence and call the police on me!

　　Shameless?

　　Can you call the world of the cultured shameless?