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Chapter 14: Chapter 14

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    at the same time.

    The concert scene, the public restroom in the backstage, and the women's restroom.

    White Mask came out of the women's toilet, and a group of staff immediately surrounded her, arranging her hair and clothes.

    It is said that no one has seen her true face, and her whereabouts are mysterious. Someone tried to take off her mask, but she beat her to the ground.

    Some people say that this white mask is not only a top piano master, but also a master of martial arts.

    Under the leadership of the staff, the white mask walked onto the stage.

    The spotlight of the audience shone on her, the noise stopped abruptly, and the applause broke out suddenly.

    clap clap clap ~

    clap clap clap ~

    White Mask walked to the piano step by step, and sat down gently.

    The host on the side took the microphone and calmly introduced the qualifications of the white mask and the piano piece she will play tonight to the audience.

    In the auditorium.

    He Lige's eyes lit up, staring straight at the woman sitting by the piano on the stage.

    "If I am looking for a partner in my life, I will definitely find a woman as personable and talented as Master White Mask."

    At these words, Ling Xueying on the side laughed.

    "I heard from the gossip that Master White Mask seems to be single. If you really like her, you can give her a try, just in case the confession succeeds! Anyway, you are quite famous."

    Logically speaking, the fame of He Lige is indeed more widely known than that of White Mask.

    But in terms of piano skills, He Lige is nothing compared to her.

    There are many people who pursue a white mask, but none of them are successful. There are even billionaires who spend huge sums of money to see her true face, but they still can't get what they want.

    The white mask is very mysterious, so mysterious that one once wondered if there was any big backer behind her, or if she already had a master.

    He Lige likes many artists, but he only has a soft spot for White Mask. He often dreams that White Mask plays the piano for him alone.

    When it comes to the status of women in his heart, the white mask is definitely second to none.

    "Sister Xueying! I'm not afraid to tell you, if I can marry Master White Mask, even if she is blind, no matter how ugly she looks, I will not dislike her! After all, her performance is really great."

    After the host on the stage finished speaking, the piano sounded slowly.

    Ling Xueying smiled, made a shh gesture to him, and didn't speak any more.

    Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang!

    ?The sound of the piano sounded slowly, and in less than five minutes, everyone in the audience shed tears.

    "It sounds so good! A master is a master."

    "This melody is so nostalgic. I remember the first time I heard it was eight years ago."

    "It really touches the soul! I really want to worship White Mask as my teacher!"

    "Fortunately, I didn't miss the White Mask Master's concert. If I miss it, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

    "That's right! The time for Master White Mask's concert has never been set, nor will it be notified in advance. It is definitely a great honor to watch her concert."

    Amidst the audience's discussion, the melody of the piano music reached its climax, and the wave of sound was like turning the clouds to see the sun and the sky shine on the earth.

    There is a picture in the minds of all the audience, the darkness is gradually moving away, and the light of hope is revived like a bud.

    The expressions of the listeners follow the melody one after another, sometimes happy, sometimes worried, sometimes sad, sometimes relieved.

    ? Most people are intoxicated when they hear it.

    One of the audience couldn't help it, and rushed to the stage to give flowers to the white mask, shouting.

    "White Mask I love you! I love you!"

    Four or five staff members stopped him immediately.

    The white mask who was playing the piano did not look back, and continued to play with all his heart, as if intoxicated by his own art.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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