Chapter 144: Could This Divine Melody Truly Be an Original?

It was the first time the audience had ever seen Mentor Wei Ping so agitated.
They couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled; while the piano piece was indeed pleasant and Xu Ze played it with great fluidity, it hardly seemed to warrant such excitement.
At the very least, in terms of technical difficulty, it did not seem to surpass the piece played by Wang Hong.
Wang Hong had performed a march by the international piano master Wade, a piece long renowned for its immense complexity.
If Wang Hong could play that so smoothly, shouldn't...

"Very well, sir," Zhu Dan replied, then instinctively glanced toward the door; she wanted to leave.

Su Xueyun spent her final days in the United States accompanying Lin Tingting on outings. They took many photos, and Lin Tingting excitedly selected several beautiful shots of famous landmarks to place in an album, saying she wanted to show them to her colleagues at the Forensic Department back home.

Holding a lit cigarette, surrounded by swirling smoke, he looked up at the light on the upper floor, his side profile looking gentle and elegant under the dim, hazy glow.

Suddenly, a very familiar voice came from behind. Gu Siqin turned around and saw that Xuanyuan Jingyang had already stood up. Wasn't he unconscious just a moment ago? How did he wake up so suddenly?

"Brother, this can't go on. If it continues like this, I’m afraid Gu Siqin and Brother Yang really will end up together," Chu Lianxin said with resentment.

However, the contents within the spirit stone had reached the stage of ripeness, with cracks spreading from the inside out, causing the battle intent between the two to burn even more fiercely.

"Mother, I’ll go look for it." In front of his mother, Mo Yunyu was always a very well-behaved child. Perhaps it was because he was too well-behaved that Qu Tan'er felt so at ease, though this often led others to overlook him.

"Marquis of Zhenhai!" Kan Xuejing blurted out the three words in a rush, her tone suggesting that if she didn't say it immediately, she would never have the chance again.

Yet she did not resist, just watched him quietly, as if he were intent on using all his strength to ravage her.

Hearing a cold snort behind her, she turned around to see Father Pan standing there; he had clearly witnessed the entire scene.

At these words, Shangguan Yu’s expression changed drastically. Who was Zhan Peng, and why did Shangguan Yu react so strongly? Zhan Peng was Shangguan Yu’s first love, a man who had died for her. How could Shangguan Yu not be shaken by Zhu Xianhe bringing up the past?

"Stop it..." Lan Qi'er rolled onto the ground, curling into a ball, while Qinyin hugged her and rolled along with her. Their laughter pierced the silence of the night. The cold moon, like a hook, seemed to soften, casting a colorful glow that danced across the sky like a phoenix and a dragon soaring in flight.

Hao Tianming found it strange that Ma Yi knew the local kingpin here. Looking at the others beside him, they showed no surprise, suggesting they were already aware of it.

The raw materials for Bai He’s flesh-and-blood synthesis were sourced from the Great Glacier, completely natural and free of any artificial chemicals, primarily consisting of frost giants, dragon beasts, snow bears, winter wolves, and various corpses scattered around the base.

"Is this really Shimura Yo?!" Terumi Mei looked at the shadow clone working diligently and couldn't help but exclaim.

"No problem!" Uzumaki Kushina clenched her fists and charged straight toward the One-Tail, smashing her fist into its head and knocking it flat to the ground.

Seeing no way to uncover any flaws, Black Sail simply ordered his men to open fire in the direction of the suspicion.

After a moment of hesitation, Uzumaki Kushina decided to save Shimura Yo! Even if experience was important, it was not as important as her own man.

"I’m getting old... my energy just isn't what it used to be... you all continue watching, I'm going to rest for a while." Old Wang gave some instructions to his subordinates and walked out of the central control room alone. Looking up at the blue sky of the alien planet, he pulled out a crushed cigarette and lit it.

"Who exactly are you, and has your memory returned?" Murong Moqing stared into Hao Tianming’s eyes, as if trying to see right through him.