The first piece has ended, and the second piece is about to begin.
Box room 213 upstairs.
"Tang An" is completely bewildered.
In so-called high society, some people truly know how to appreciate music; some listen to music purely to impress others. "Tang An" belongs to the third type. He neither understands music nor likes to pretend he does. The reason he's here today is simply to accompany the elders in his family.
However, what "Tang An" didn't expect was:
The concert's first piece changed the style he usually has no interest in, and today it sounded remarkably pleasant. Unconsciously, he was utterly captivated, as if a mysterious force controlled his will, immersing him completely in the music!
"How strange..."
Only after the piece ended did "Tang An" snap out of it.
"Tang An" began to wonder if he hadn't rested well the night before, leaving him disoriented, even though music had never moved him before.
At that moment.
The stage lights changed.
The second piece began.
