During her piano learning career, even her mentor, the master who had won the national competition, was not as good at playing as Jiang Zhihao.
It's not that his skills are inferior, but that no one can regain a new life like Jiang Zhihao.
When he played in front of the tombstone, he felt deep thoughts.
Now that he was playing in front of his living wife, his heart was filled with hope in addition to missing her.
Each tune is not deliberately lengthened, but it makes people feel melodious, constantly pulling and cutting.
This is Jiang Zhihao's heart. He wants to be with his wife forever.
Everyone at the table was stunned.
Song Kanglai and Tan Junda were surprised by Jiang Zhihao's superb playing skills. They did not expect that this man was really so good at playing the piano.
As for Zhong Jiawei, her mouth was wide open and her mind was blank.
She knew that this song was very nice, and it was one that she often listened to, but when she listened to it, she always felt sad inside. Now, she felt happy.
The same piece of music, played by different people, will give different feelings.
Most importantly, why Jiang Zhihao?
How can he play the piano?
From ten meters away, Zhong Jiawei could clearly see every detail on Jiang Zhihao's face.
He looked so relaxed and casual, and the smile on his face seemed to melt people's hearts along with the music.
At this moment, Zhong Jiawei was a little crazy...
The dexterous fingers bounced on the keys like elves.
The smile on Jiang Zhihao's face grew bigger and bigger.
The hope of life filled him with confidence, and the bright future gave him a strong enough belief.
When the final crisp and long tone fell, Jiang Zhihao didn't put down his raised hand for a long time.
A piece of music made him immersed in it. If there were enough top piano masters here, they would definitely understand that his state of mind had achieved a breakthrough with his piano skills.
"Snapped......"
There was a sound, and Zhong Jiawei turned her head and saw a strange man sitting two tables away from her applauding.
Immediately after the second round, a middle-aged woman wearing a floral blue skirt clapped.
Then the third tone, the fourth tone...
The applause ranges from less to more, from slow to fast, from light to heavy.
Finally, the entire restaurant gathered into a sea of applause. The sound was like a huge wave, making Zhong Jiawei a little dizzy.
Someone shouted: "Please play one more song!"
More than one person shouted this, as if they wanted to turn this place into a piano concert.
Jiang Zhihao stood up, bowed slightly to the applauding crowd, and then said to Xiao Yixue, who looked admiringly next to him: "Thank you."
Then, he left the piano.
His departure made many people feel sad and lost, including Zhong Jiawei.
But she couldn't shout loudly for him to play again like the others.