C17 If You Don't Make a Sound You will Become a Star

Taro put down the bottle of red wine and the bottle opener in his hand in a flustered and exasperated manner. He tossed and turned for a long time without opening it, then eagerly walked out with the plate in his hand.

There were all sorts of talent competitions on the stage. Singing, magic, saxophone... The atmosphere and quality of the event were comparable to that of the Spring Festival Gala, and very soon it was the ninth century. As Qi Yuan rubbed his bulging belly, he looked back and forth between Chu Ruoqing and Zhao Qianning.

Chu Yunfei really wanted to laugh when he saw Qi Yuan's expression. So, having too many good generals was also a troublesome matter. Other people might worry about who could stand up for the public, but Qi Yuan had to worry about how he would explain things to Dragon Slaying … Or perhaps, if he sent out Dragons, how could he pacify the heavens and the earth?

When the host on stage reached the ninth century, Taro just returned with a plate full of Tiramisu. Qi Yuan wiped the sweat off his forehead as if he was sitting on pins and needles. Chu Yunfei gloatingly picked up the cake and put it by his mouth.

Plunder!

Chu Yunfei was happy, there was really going to be a good show. Zhao Qianning turned around and looked at Chu Ruoqing, and as expected, she slowly stood up as well. Qi Yuan was sighing, as if this wasn't the first time he had seen something like this, and it was always a headache.

"Every year, the ones performing on stage are the old faces. Since it's the group's carnival, I think we should give the new recruits a chance to show off their skills on today's stage. Therefore, I suggest that we arrange for new employees to perform on stage tonight in the ninth century!"

"Alright."

"Alright."

Qi Yuan finally let out a sigh of relief. Compared to having his good generals fight each other and getting a new staff member to perform, this was truly killing two birds with one stone. Zhao Qianning was stunned for a moment, she didn't know what Chu Ruoqing wanted to do today, but seeing the reaction from the scene, she could only smile in agreement.

"It just so happens that our company's new employee, Chu Yunfei, just told me that he really wants to use this opportunity to display his talent and hopes that everyone can give him some applause and support."

The applause rose and fell. Chu Yunfei was at a loss as he opened his mouth. When the Tiramisu was placed in front of his mouth, he did not have the slightest bit of appetite as he blankly stood up amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Green Bamboo Snake's mouth, wasp tail needle, the most poisonous...

Now, Chu Yunfei finally understood the meaning behind Chu Ruoqing's smile. Poison, this bitch didn't even splash blood when she killed people.

To push himself out in front of so many people and also in front of the chairman of the Di Fan Group, saying that this was impossible, to force himself up was a small matter, to embarrass oneself, to make Qi Yuan dig a pit and bury himself alive, as long as he went up it would represent the ninth century, success or failure would be minor, the ninth day's reputation would be great.

Not only did Chu Ruoqing want to embarrass herself, she also wanted to make sure that she would be humiliated by the company from now on.

"Bro, go on. Hur Hur, you're the best at barking like a dog. Learn this."

There was no impurities in his smile, and Chu Yunfei wanted nothing more than to smash the bottle on his head.

Chu Yunfei turned his head to look at Chu Ruoqing, a proud smile hung on her lips. No wonder the television said that the more beautiful women were, the more deceptive they would be. Damn, their hearts were truly vicious.

Chu Yunfei gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and walked up the stage shakily, and passed by Zhao Qianning.

"If it doesn't work, I'll help you."

The voice was very soft, but Chu Yunfei heard it very clearly. Zhao Qianning raised her head and said with concern.

"It's nothing. It's just a matter of talent. It's just a small matter."

Chu Yunfei smiled gratefully.

It had been almost a minute, and it was very quiet below. Everyone was looking forward to what kind of talent the people on stage would bring. Chu Yunfei unbuttoned his suit as he looked around, and in the end, his gaze landed on the piano beside the stage. The corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.

His suit was thrown onto the piano, his tie was pulled down, and his movements were very practiced and unrestrained. No one made a sound, Chu Yunfei sat in front of the piano, casually pressed a few notes, and raised his head to smile at the people below.

"The Third Piano Concerto by Rahmaninov."

The audience immediately went into an uproar. From beginning to end, Rahmaninov's Concerto for the Third Piano, known as the world's hardest piano piece, had been dubbed "The Elephant" for its huge and heavy weight. A famous musician had once described the physical effort of playing "La III" as equal to the difficulty of shoveling ten tons of coal.

Even if he didn't make a sound, he would have already shocked everyone. No one would have thought that the fearless Chu Yunfei would become the world's most difficult piano piece.

Suddenly, a melodious melody rang out in everyone's ears. It was as if the music was not played by hand, but by using their hearts. One by one, the music flew past Chu Yunfei's hands.

The sound it produced was pure and rich, soft like the winter sun, bright and warm and calm, cool like steel balls sprinkling onto the surface of the ice. The sound it played was pure and rich, soft like the winter sun, bright and warm and calm, cool like steel balls sprinkling onto the surface of the ice.

The huge piano was like a toy in front of him, he had already completely surpassed the piano and the music. His imposing manner and posture made Chu Yunfei look like a bright pearl in the night, the radiance instantly covering everything else, like a king descending upon the world. At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with worship.

Almost everyone was stunned and intoxicated, Chu Ruoqing's expression was very strange, why did it seem like Chu Yunfei, who was sitting next to the piano, had instantly changed to someone else. A completely different person from the one she knew, someone who no longer hated and hated her so much, Zhao Qianning was first stunned, then her eyebrows slowly relaxed, a smile appeared on her face, she was completely captivated by the notes floating on Chu Yunfei's fingertips.

The thunderous applause burst out after Chu Yunfei had played the song for over ten seconds. Everyone's shock lasted for over ten seconds, Chu Yunfei stood up and nodded in thanks. The host was at a loss as to what to do about the situation, with the microphone in his hand, he didn't know what to say.

Chu Yunfei did not even have the intention to leave the stage. He walked back from the piano to the stage and took the microphone from the host.

Before going up the stage, I was very nervous, not knowing if I could complete the task assigned to me by my superior, Miss Chu Ruoqing, and once again especially thanking Miss Chu for her encouragement and support. She told me, she said, if I could play this piano piece well, she would be willing to come up to the stage with me and play a little tango for everyone, and for this, Miss Chu Ruoqing specially practiced for a long time.