She wore an ankle-length gown of goose-yellow chiffon, tall and slender, her hair styled into a braid, woven back into a single plait. Her porcelain-white, exquisite face and swan-like neck were exposed.
The light cast a soft glow on her, making her look exactly like a fairy stepped out of a storybook, pure and beautiful.
She walked forward, one step at a time, gracefully.
Sat elegantly before the piano.
The audience for this performance not only included people from Hua Country but also some foreign listeners.
Even they couldn't deny the beauty of the girl on stage; it was unmistakable.
But could such a beautiful girl really play the piano?
And the truth proved...
She truly could.
Lu Xingzhi placed both her hands on the keys, and as the lights dimmed, her fingers began to move.
In the beginning, the rhythm was quite slow, then gradually accelerated, joyful at first, then later as if in a struggle, a plunder, finally, with corpses everywhere, the earth dyed in blood...
