The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly-Chapter 1171 - 441: True Love’s Control Group (17)_2

Chapter 1171: Chapter 441: True Love’s Control Group (17)_2

Her words were not only scolding He Siyu, but also that equally crazy Lian Cheng!

"...I used to find it puzzling that they were together, but after seeing them today, I can sort of understand why!"

Even He Xu, trying to maintain harmony, couldn’t help but blurt out such harsh words.

"Ahem!" Hearing her husband’s rare sharpness, implying quietly that Lian Cheng and He Siyu were both self-righteous fools, Tian Huimin couldn’t help but choke a little.

She quickly covered her mouth to keep from making a sound, but her eyes were full of laughter.

Although He Siyu, their foster daughter, often left her speechless, luckily her husband had had an awakening and was no longer blindly siding with He Siyu as before.

"Alright, stop snickering, let’s watch the performance!"

Hearing the suppressed laughter of his wife, He Yannian knew exactly why she was like this.

He smiled sheepishly, reached out to pat his wife’s arm, as if to comfort her or remind her.

Tian Huimin quickly adjusted her emotions, lowered her hands, and tried to put on a serious and calm demeanor.

On stage, He Tiantian didn’t immediately hand the microphone back to the host.

She glanced at the audience below and slowly said, "Originally, I didn’t want to talk about my injury again, but since it was mentioned, I’ll take two minutes of your time to speak about it briefly!"

"Yes, four months ago, I had an accident, and my right hand was crushed, tendons were severed, and bones fractured!"

"The doctors said that even if the surgery was successful, I might never play the piano again!"

"And indeed, it was the case. Two months ago, I was discharged from the hospital after recovering from my injuries. When I played the piano at home for the first time, it felt like my right hand was bound, unable to move freely like it used to!"

"Clumsy, weak, my piano playing was a complete mess, even worse than a child just starting to learn piano!"

"...I was in pain, I was desperate, I felt like dying was the only way out."

"Thankfully, my parents stayed with me, their love filled my wounds, soothing my soul."

"For my parents, for my beloved piano, I will never give up!"

"So what if fate has clipped my wings? As long as I have determination, I can stand up again!"

"Therefore, I am here today, bringing with me a piano piece I composed, ’Night Rhapsody’, for your enjoyment!"

Having said it all, He Tiantian returned the microphone to the host and then walked slowly to the piano.

The audience had yet to react, but the beautiful sound of the piano had already started.

The prelude was cheerful, like a deer bounding through the woods, so pure, so full of life and spirit.

Closing your eyes, a gentle breeze blows through the forest, birds sing and flowers blossom, as if you can feel the freshness and comfort of nature.

Sunlight filtered through the branches, warm and bright on one’s heart.

Suddenly, a strong wind picked up, clouds covered the sky.

The sky turned dark!

The sunlight was swallowed by darkness, and the little deer broke its leg.

It was trapped in the mire, wailing, struggling, but unable to escape the suffocating desperation.

A darkness that makes the heart tremble, an unavoidable fear, a helplessness that makes one want to scream yet unable to voice it...

The audience listened, engrossed, their emotions swayed by each leap of the piano notes, moving from joy to sorrow.

They didn’t even notice that He Tiantian’s hands were flying over the keys at a speed unimaginable to most.

The black and white keys seemed to endure a storm, the speed was incredibly fast, the force with which they were pressed was astonishingly strong.

Just when the audience couldn’t bear the agony of the darkness any longer, a streak of light suddenly flashed through the thick clouds.

And the little deer trapped in the mud finally struggled to its feet.

One of its legs was still twisted in an abnormal position, but it used its other three healthy legs to support its body.

It stood up, staggering as it tried to struggle out of the darkness.

The light in the clouds seemed to grow brighter and brighter, until finally, it dispelled the darkness, ushering in the light!

The sunlight poured down again, the forest restored to its familiar warmth and tranquility.

The little deer was injured, yet it became braver.

Perhaps its body bears the marks of its injuries, but it has stubbornly survived.

He Tiantian pressed the final key with force, beads of sweat had formed on her forehead.

And her hands were trembling slightly.

The difficulty of this piece was incredibly high, especially the climactic sections, it was practically at a hellish level.

As the creator, He Tiantian had to exert a great deal of effort to perform it perfectly.