Urban Villain: The Game of Wealth and Women

{Chapter 50: Did not perform to the fullest of my ability!}

A few minutes later, Lin Yuan's fingers came to a graceful halt. The piano ceased its melodic flow, leaving an unexpected silence that lingered in the air like the fading echo of a dream.

The audience remained frozen, as if spellbound by the enchanting melody that still reverberated in their minds. Time seemed to stretch as they tried to pull themselves away from the music's embrace, but they couldn't. It was as though the music had become a part of them, an unshakable presence that clung to their hearts.

Then, with a soft movement, Lin Yuan rose from his seat.

The audience exploded into thunderous applause, their cheers echoing like a storm crashing against a cliff. It was a cacophony of emotion, a torrent of appreciation, admiration, and disbelief. The sound was so intense, it felt like the roar of waves slamming against the shore, a crashing symphony of approval.

"Long live Master Lin Yuan!"

"WDNMD! That was insane! I was totally lost in his music!"

"It's incredible! Young Master Lin's performance made me cry, then laugh, then cry again. It reminded me of the loss of my wife ten years ago, then my daughter's graduation, and I couldn't help but smile again."

"Master Lin is amazing. I was just remembering my grandma buying me sweets for a few cents when I was a kid, and my grandfather taking me fishing by the river… That mix of happy and sad memories…"

"Who could have imagined that Young Master Lin Yuan, this handsome, wealthy genius with billions in stocks, was secretly a god-level pianist?"

"Master Lin Yuan, you're amazing! I'm in love with you!"

"Homosexual guys, stay away! Master Lin Yuan, I'd give you anything!"

"Master Lin, I want to have your child!"

The stadium resounded with an overwhelming mixture of cheers and adoration.

The intensity of the applause caused Shan Shuwen to bury his face in his hands. He was consumed with a deep sense of shame. His earlier cocky attitude, looking down on others, now felt utterly ridiculous. He realized that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to match Lin Yuan's extraordinary piano abilities. His own actions felt trivial in comparison, but luckily, no one seemed to care about his embarrassment. The focus remained firmly on Lin Yuan.

Meanwhile, Yan Ruyue observed Lin Yuan with a complex expression. Her eyes were filled with a subtle regret, an unspoken longing for the opportunities she had missed. This piano performance was nothing short of spectacular. It was a piece so moving that every girl in the room would have dreamed of experiencing it in their lifetime. She once had the chance to hear Lin Yuan play just for her—an intimate moment that could have been her lifetime's treasure. But that chance had long passed, and deep down, Yan Ruyue knew that Lin Yuan would no longer chase after her the way he had before.

Under the bright lights of the venue, Lin Yuan walked back to his seat with the calmness of someone who had long since learned to handle such adoration.

As soon as he was seated, Yu Shanshan, her eyes glittering with admiration, leaned forward with a tone of uncontained excitement. "Wow! Cousin, you're amazing! Our Jiangbei Conservatory is one of the best in the country, but I've never heard anyone here play like you!"

Lin Yuan gave a modest smile, brushing off her praise with a gentle wave. "Well, unfortunately, there were a few keys that were a little bit off. I was not able to perform to the fullest of my ability"

"I really wish my harems could hear you play, cousin. But if I let them listen to you, they might betray me!" Yu Shanshan mused with a playful struggle in her voice. "But still, I want them to hear your music... I can't stop thinking about it."

While Yu Shanshan grappled with her internal conflict, Chi Qian added her own praise. "Young Master Lin Yuan, your performance was truly exceptional."

"Thank you," Lin Yuan replied with a polite yet genuine smile.

Chi Qian's gaze held a sincerity that touched Lin Yuan deeply. She wasn't just being polite—her admiration was real. Chi Qian was no stranger to music herself, and her skills in piano were formidable. Yet, she had never seen anyone play like Lin Yuan. She respected his talent, not out of obligation but from a place of true appreciation.

"By the way," Chi Qian asked, her voice light and casual, "What was the name of that last piece you played? I've never heard anything like it before. It was amazing how it blended sadness with joy."

"Yes, cousin, I've never heard that piece before either! It was incredible!" Yu Shanshan added, eager to know more.

Lin Yuan hesitated for a brief moment, then took out his phone. With quick, practiced fingers, he typed in the name "Sad or Happy" into the search bar. But to his surprise, there was no such result. He furrowed his brow and tried again, but still, nothing.

He realized with a pang that this world was not like the one he had come from. It was a fictional world, one where not all of the music he knew from his previous life existed. The piece he had just played—so deeply embedded in his soul—wasn't even known here.

It seemed that "Sad or Happy" was a piece that had never graced the world of this realm.

His lips curled into a knowing smile, though. This world was different, but that didn't stop him from sharing the music that touched his heart. Perhaps in time, this world would come to know the beauty of the piece he had just played.

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