Chapter 43 A Magnificent Performance
Afraid that this excited feeling would fade away, Wilber instinctively took a step forward, and a trace of anxiety flashed across his usually gentle face.
"Wait!"
"How about we exchange contact information? So we can keep in touch more often."
Holly motioned with her finger.
Wilber immediately handed his phone to her.
After entering her phone number, she handed it back to him, and their fingertips lightly brushed against each other's palms.
Wilber's Adam's apple rolled slightly as he suppressed the restlessness within him.
"Would you like to have a meal together after it's over?"
Holly provocatively asked, "Aren't you afraid your girlfriend will be unhappy?"
"Just a meal, she won't make a big fuss about it."
"Alright then."
At this moment, in the closed and isolated backstage rehearsal room, their duet was sounding.
Because it was their first cooperation, there were inevitably some minor flaws.
As the time passed by second by second, the passage of time was fast.
After the final rehearsal, Luann let out a sigh of relief.
"It was great."
Myron glanced at the time and said coldly, "It's almost time."
"Yeah."
Luann stood up, intending to stretch her muscles.
But she stood up too quickly, her vision darkened, and she felt a bit dizzy. She couldn't control herself and fell backward.
Myron quickly reached out and held her, his face under the mask filled with anxiety.
"What happened to you?"
Her vision returned from darkness to clarity, Luann quickly freed herself from his embrace and stood upright, her face pale.
"It's... it's nothing. I just felt a little dizzy."
Myron frowned worryingly, "Are you sure you're okay?"
Luann forced a smile, "Yes, I'm fine. Let's continue."
“All the warmth in my body seemed to be rushing up to my head.”
"I guess I might have low blood sugar, nothing serious, I just need to take a moment to recover," Luann said, concerned.
Myron, worried, asked directly, "Didn't you have breakfast? How could you have low blood sugar?"
Luann was surprised and raised her gaze.
How did he know?
Myron realized he slipped up and hastily added, "The teacher said he called you during the break."
"Oh," Luann said, dispelling her doubts.
Vincenzo did call her to ask where she was. At the time, she had only taken a few bites and hurriedly put down her chopsticks to come here, afraid that the old man would be anxious.
Little did she know the driver took the main road, causing nearly half an hour of delay.
"Sit tight."
Myron pressed Luann onto the couch, poured her a cup of hot water, and then left.
"Hey, where are you going? We're about to go on!" she called out, but Myron had already vanished from her sight.
Myron returned quickly, carrying a bowl of millet porridge, some steamed buns, and a handful of candy.
"Eat a little to replenish your energy."
Luann's heart trembled slightly. "Did you... go out to buy these things for me?" she asked, looking at Myron's face, hoping to see his expression, but all she saw was his emotionless mask.
"Yeah, eat up."
Myron placed the food on the table, split the chopsticks, and handed them to her.
"Thank you..." Luann pursed her red lips and sat down uncomfortably.
As she ate, she occasionally glanced at the peculiar man sitting across. It seemed that his personality was just like that; it wasn't directed towards her specifically...
"Why is your name F?"
"Piano is just a hobby of mine. I don't want it to dominate my life."
Luann nodded thoughtfully; it seemed that F's mindset was similar to hers.
After filling their stomachs, Luann had two pieces of candy.
A staff member came up and notified them that Vincenzo was already giving his final closing speech and would be finished soon.
Luann and Myron sat in front of the TV, watching the screen.
Vincenzo stood on the stage, standing upright.
He looked at the audience, his hand trembling slightly as he held the microphone.
"The Upper West Side is the last stop on my national tour."
"Here, there are two people who are most important to me."
"One is my student."
"The other is the prodigy who spent over a decade but never became my apprentice."
"They possess rare musical talents that make me proud and proud!"
"But at the same time, they are low-key."
"This final curtain call is my gift to all of you," he said.
After speaking, the stage lights suddenly went out!
The music temple, which could accommodate two thousand people, became chaotic.
No one knew that Vincenzo had actually accepted students.
And even fewer knew that there were students Vincenzo couldn't reach!
At the same time, Luann and Myron stood up.
As they walked towards the backstage door, Luann saw Vincenzo enter with red eyes, forcing a smile at her.
Silently, Luann looked at him for a long time, a faint smile curving at the corner of her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes filled with tenderness.
In a soft voice, she called out, "Teacher."
Vincenzo 's body trembled, his eyes widened in disbelief.
As if he had misheard.
Myron extended his knobby hand towards Luann and spoke in a low voice, "Let's go."
"Okay."
Luann raised her bare hand.
The two of them intertwined their fingers, gradually fading into the darkness.
Behind them, Vincenzo 's face was filled with tears.
Whispers filled the audience, everyone unaware of what was happening.
Just as the murmurs grew louder, a clean and crisp sound of a piano suddenly echoed.
Suppressing all the commotion.
A beam of light descended from above.
A man and a woman sat on the piano stool.
The man wore a black suit, his back straight, his face adorned with a silver mask.
The woman wore a floor-length dress, her upper body wrapped in black lace chiffon, adorned with scattered diamonds.
Her slender waist was hugged by a thin belt, gradually transitioning from black to white.
Her long hair was curled into large waves, casually flowing over her shoulders.
The woman lowered her brows and eyes, her long lashes trembling lightly, her confident red lips curved in an arc.
The light on them cast a layer of silver sand, giving each inch of their skin a perfectly cold color.
Just their ethereal appearance alone made everyone gasp in awe.
Beautiful...
Too beautiful!
It was suffocating and tremblingly beautiful!
The most shocked were Wilber and Juliet!
"...Luann?"
Wilber rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he must have been mistaken!
But he had been with Luann for two years, how could he be wrong?
So...
Were the words Vincenzo just said referring to her?
Before anyone could think further, the elegant sound of the piano had already begun.
Hands danced and leaped on the keys, with all ten fingers flying to create the most beautiful melody.
Every note was pure and clean, delicate and transparent.
Whether it was the speed of the rhythm or the pitch of the tone, everything was perfectly mastered, without any flaws!
It reverberated throughout the music temple!
Everyone listening was enchanted.
