Was she spoiled by her nanny?

"You will be my piano teacher?" Tong Huan was stunned for a moment.

Oh my god! Ye Tingshen is the CEO of the Ye Group. Ye Group operates so many industries that need him to make decisions, not to mention that he is also the founder of TS Group in Country G. He has to take advantage of the time difference in Country G to hold a video conference in the middle of the night. Now he has to work part-time as Tong Hua's little pianist. Can he really handle it?

Seeing the little girl's wide-eyed expression, Ye Tingshen also smiled, "Why, do you think I am not qualified?"

"Qualified, very qualified!"

Tong Huan swallowed hard. She heard from Dou Xiao that Ye Tingshen was a musical genius. He had started composing music at the age of ten. His song "Autumn Chant" shocked the music world. The piano piece "Reincarnation" he composed at the age of fifteen was so difficult in fingering that it was world-class. Even the European piano master Zhuo Lanhan was proud to be able to play "Reincarnation"------

Tong Huan must feel a lot of pressure to have such a genius teaching her piano!

The shallowness that she tried so hard to hide, the country-skin temperament that she tried so hard to conceal, were all exposed in front of him.

"I-I'm afraid of defiling you, Mr. Ye. I-I don't have any talent for art. I can only learn a little bit about fingering, but I don't have any artistic sense at all. I can play the piano because I have a good memory and I just memorized the key sequence and rhythm of the song. To be honest, for the song I just played, I didn't feel the beauty of the song at all, really."

Tong Huan also told the truth. Anyway, she couldn't pretend in front of a big shot like Ye Tingshen.

You know, even with Jiang Xingrou's level of tenth grade piano, Ye Ting still criticized her harshly. And what virtue did Tong Huan have that even Luo Meilan looked down on her?

"I feel that this piece of music is very difficult for me. I don't like it. I don't like it at all. Ah~~" Tong Hua scratched her hair under great pressure, "I feel like I don't want to learn it anymore."

"Hanhan." Ye Tingshen's eyes became darker and deeper. He held Tong Han's face with both hands and forced her to calm down. "You don't feel anything about this song, or even reject it, because it doesn't suit you. It's the song's problem, not yours. Do you understand?"

Tong Huan was a little confused by Ye Tingshen's logic, "Huh?"

"The song you just played was Pastoral, right? Tao Yuanming's poetic life of seclusion is sweet and peaceful, with mountains and rivers, just like a paradise where one lives in seclusion from the world."

"correct."

"So, what is your idea of ​​a countryside?"

Tong Huan was stunned by the question.

"You are from the countryside. What is the countryside like?"

……

Tong Huan was speechless for a long time.

Her countryside was filled with poverty, sweat on the ground, the humiliation of being called a bastard, the pain of fighting with peers, the endurance of having to give up her studies, and the helplessness of wanting the outside world but not being able to get it...

Tong Huan's eyes were burning.

There is no beauty in all this.

No, not at all!

"It's not that you can't perceive music art, it's that you are too sensitive. You can perceive it, but you reject it."

As Ye Tingshen finished speaking, Tong Huan's tears also fell.

How come he understands her so well, even better than she herself.

Ye Ting wiped away Tong Huan's tears with his fingertips, "There is a better song that suits you."

He let go of her hand and sat down next to Tong Huan. The piano bench was designed for two people, so there was more than enough space for Ye Tingshen to sit next to her.

Ye Tingshen placed his hands on the piano, and his slender fingers played a series of melodies.

For some reason, when the music reached her ears, Tong Huan felt her scalp tighten and her whole body go numb.

The melody of the music was not very comfortable, but it was like a whirlwind that swept her in all of a sudden. Anger and resentment rose from her abdomen like a fireball and rushed into her chest.

What kind of song is this? Tong Huan has never heard it before.

And Luo Meilan would not let her play such music with turbulent emotions, as it did not fit the elegant and calm image of a wealthy lady.

But, Ye Tingshen said that this song was suitable for her, and she was involuntarily drawn into a scene.

It was as if these notes had become real and were stuffed into her chest one by one.

Finally, the chest cavity is filled and expanded to the point where it can no longer expand.

Suddenly, with a bang, like a cannonball exploding, thousands of horses rushed out from the chest, galloping on the grassland, running on the waves, and neighing in the sky.

Those horses' hooves had sharp blades; they flattened the grassland, crushed the sea, and even tore the sky.

It was like that, so powerful, so strong, it destroyed everything.

------

Tong Huan was completely stunned. She turned into fragments, drops of blood, and pieces of vengeful icicles.

Even after the song was finished, Tong Huan was still immersed in that scene, unable to extricate herself.

The sun has completely fallen behind Mirror Lake.

The sky was filled with sunset glow, and the rays of light shone into the floor-to-ceiling windows, making Ye Tingshen's handsome face, as sharp as a knife, more three-dimensional. His high nose bridge seemed to have turned into a blade, carrying the strength of steel.

"Do you know the name of this song?"

Tong Huan shook her head blankly.

"This song is called 'Revenge'."

"what!"

"Naya is a beautiful and talented girl, but she doesn't know her own life experience. She thinks she is the daughter of the Migon couple, but in fact she was just adopted. Later, when the Migon couple had their own daughter, they no longer doted on her and gave all their parental love to their biological daughter. Her adoptive parents took advantage of her talent, and even her fiancé took advantage of her. When she created a huge fortune for them, they kicked her away and sent her to prison.

The kind-hearted Naya always endured, but after being released from prison, she began her revenge. She destroyed the wealth she created and also ruined the wedding banquet of the unfaithful man. She used her talent to take back everything.

------

Tong Hua was stunned for a long time. "Is this a true story? If so, then Naya can be said to be my soulmate."

Ye Tingshen said: "This is the first half of the story, there is still the rest."

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Ye Tingshen's nimble fingers danced on the piano keys and continued with the next piece of music.

The melody in the latter part is not as intense as the former one, and it can even be said to be a bit decadent.

As Tong Huan listened, she was overcome by a huge feeling of emptiness and sadness, as if all the meaning in the world had disappeared and there was no reason for people to live.

The last rays of sunset in the sky disappeared, dusk fell, and grayness enveloped the earth.

There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black.

Ye Tingshen said: "After Naya took revenge, she fell into a huge emptiness, as if revenge could not make her happy."

Ye Tingshen was probably too familiar with the piano. Even without turning on the lights, he still played it skillfully.

The piano playing he performed was so infectious that Tong Huan burst into tears before she even finished listening to the piece. She fell into deep confusion and self-blame.

It was not until the last part of the song that the music returned to soothing and tranquility. It felt like the snowy winter had ended, the spring breeze was blowing, the ice and snow were melting, the stream was flowing slowly at the edge of the forest, and the oriole was singing deep in the branches, and the tender sprouts of a seed were breaking through the ground.

Tong Huan's mood finally rested after experiencing the thrilling roller coaster ride.

"The last part is rebirth." Ye Ting said deeply.

His entire body has been completely hidden in the night. One can only sense his body through physical sensation. It is like a mountain, but with warmth.

"Huanhuan, you are not Naya, I will stay with you." Ye Tingshen said while holding her hand after he finished playing the piano.