The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1305 - 1300: Qin Hao Takes the Stage!

Qin Hao slightly turned his head, his gaze fixed on Wulang, with a slight smile on his mouth.

That seemingly indifferent but actually contemptuous smile instantly enraged Wulang.

This loser, how dare he look down on me?

The next moment, Wulang’s face turned sinister as he shouted, "Disgusting..."

Halfway through his words, he couldn’t continue.

Because Qin Hao’s fingers started moving, each finger very fluid and harmonious, as if they had merged with the piano, very harmonious indeed.

Because of the movement of his fingertips, the piano sound was perfectly produced.

Initially, the sound was somewhat chaotic, like a child randomly pressing keys.

Sister Hua heard it and couldn’t help but sneer, "What’s this fool doing? Playing randomly?"

She turned to look at Wulang, trying to get his appreciation.

However, she didn’t see the imagined mocking expression from Wulang.

What she saw was Wulang’s surprised expression.

Indeed, Wulang’s mouth was open, eyes wide, obviously astonished by this performance.

"Mr. Wu Lang, what’s wrong?"

Sister Hua tried calling out, but Wulang ignored her, still standing there dumbfounded.

What Sister Hua didn’t know was that Wulang’s shock was simple.

— This piece isn’t simple.

Extremely, extraordinarily complex, its difficulty surpasses Wulang’s earlier "Fantasia" by several degrees.

The next moment, Qin Hao’s fingers continued to move intensely, and the powerful and heavy melody exploded in the hall.

The familiar melody reached his ears, causing Wulang’s body to shake violently as he yelled, "Impossible!"

Under normal circumstances, many would be surprised at Wulang’s loss of composure.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to Wulang.

People were already absorbed in the melody’s fantasy, leaving no time to notice Wulang’s odd behavior.

Even Sister Hua, who was deliberately looking to find faults, stood dumbfounded in place, her ears filled with the grand and magnificent sound, while images unfolded before her eyes.

Images from her childhood in a single-parent family, to her opportunistic youth with a coal boss, and finally to the separation from the coal boss and the resentment of her children in middle age.

But soon, those images disappeared, and Sister Hua’s dull past life vanished.

She felt as if she stood atop Mount Everest, presented with flashes of lightning and torrential rain.

All those terrifying and absurd scenes even made her think the end was near.

But Sister Hua wasn’t afraid, because that inspiring melody continued in her ears.

Dang dang dang dang dang!

The echoing melody continued.

Qin Hao in the center kept passionately performing.

In fact, because the melody was so captivating, hardly anyone paid attention to his posture.

Everyone was almost entirely immersed in the enchanting images.

Wulang had no dreams. In fact, it wasn’t that the melody lacked enchantment.

But because he refused to succumb so easily.

He pinched his thigh to remain calm.

Because, to be immersed in an opponent’s beautiful music would undoubtedly be shameful.

He realized that everyone present was in a stupor, their facial expressions stricken with shock.

He understood that the people were all captivated.

This outcome was very bad, and if things continued this way, he might lose this "piano match".

"Wake up, all of you!"

Wulang roared in anger, trying to use his soul’s shout to wake the world.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Everyone was deep in meditation, completely unreachable by mere words, even his loyal supporter Sister Hua.

The only means to interrupt this state was one.

With a sinister thought in mind, Wulang looked at Qin Hao with red eyes.

By now, he understood.

The opponent wasn’t a rookie, because someone who could play such piano music was no rookie!

— Make this pretty boy stop!

He clenched his teeth as he approached Qin Hao, who was playing the piano.

Soon, Wulang walked up to Qin Hao’s back, slowly reaching out his hand, ready to push and end this absurdity.

But, when his hand was halfway, his movement stopped, his facial expression froze, and his eyes turned blank.

At the final moment, Wulang couldn’t resist the music’s attack, he fell into the melody’s siege.

He succumbed and became a devotee of the melody!

Dang dang dang dang!

At the bustling airport, both travelers and their friends and family, even the staff fell into a daze.

Throughout the place, only the protagonist Qin Hao was moving.

His posture was wild and free, just like the music style.

His sharp eyes were like a sword, devoid of any emotion, as if facing an enemy.

The next moment.

The final key fell, rebounding.

The last note disappeared, marking the end of this remarkable performance.

At that moment, everyone in the hall hadn’t yet awoken.

They still stood there dazed, immersed in the inextricable scenario.

So dazed, five minutes passed.

Qin Hao’s hand moved away from the keys, letting out a soft sigh.

That single breath, in the pin-drop silence of this place, sounded extraordinarily striking.

In the next moment, someone suddenly awoke with a scream.

With that scream, a chain reaction erupted as countless people shouted.

In the cacophony, everyone became aware, and then they were surprised to find.

Everyone was soaked in cold sweat!

In this not-so-hot weather, at the heated airport.

All were drenched in sweat, as if they had engaged in intense exercise!

"I actually was immersed just now..."

Someone incredulously touched their nose.

"I remembered my past... seemed rather grandiose..."

"Turns out, my past wasn’t empty, I still have a family! And my parents’ company!"

Some more objective bystanders exclaimed, all feeling spiritually cleansed.

"Unbelievable! Even I, who rarely dreams, fell into a fantasy! Is this a piano piece or hypnosis?"

Someone excitedly held up their phone, "Great, I managed to turn on the video function, meaning I recorded this performance?"

"Perfect! Perfect performance!"

"If this gentleman holds a concert! I’d fly ten thousand miles to watch!"

"Yes! Even for a ticket price of ten thousand dollars!"

"It’s simply magical, far stronger than Wulang!"

After awakening, people excitedly and eagerly spoke, all with unanimous praise.

The tide of voices embarrassed the obsessed fans.

Heartfelt reflection made them realize, undoubtedly, Qin Hao won this performance.

Yet it seemed scientifically implausible.

Wulang was the piano master, their idol.

The plot now seems off track!

Thinking of Wulang, the obsessed fans looked around, trying to find their idol’s shadow.