Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

The corner of the banquet hall was dimly lit.

That white Steinway grand piano stood quietly amidst the interplay of light and shadow, like a throne awaiting coronation.

Liu Ming slowly sat down.

He didn't rush to place his hands on the piano keys, but instead lowered his head slightly and adjusted his breathing. His black casual suit, under the spotlight, didn't seem out of place; on the contrary, his calm and composed demeanor exuded an indescribable elegance.

"Pretending to be something you're not."

Zhao Tianba stood in the crowd, holding a glass of red wine, a disdainful sneer on his lips. "I bet he can only play something like 'Two Tigers.' Does he really think he's a pianist?"

Several other rich kids around also joined in the sneer, waiting to see Liu Ming make a fool of herself.

However, the next second.

Liu Ming raised her hand.

The slender fingers, like two elegant white cranes, landed lightly on the black and white piano keys.

"bite--"

The moment the first note sounded, the crowd that had been whispering fell silent as if a mute button had been pressed.

Followed by.

A melody as clear as flowing water and as hazy as a dream poured from his fingertips.

G minor, Wedding in a Dream.

This is a piece of music that is well-known throughout the world, but at this moment, in Liu Ming's hands, it seems to have been given a new soul.

At first, the melody was gentle and slightly melancholic, like a boy whispering to an empty street from his window on a rainy night.

That's not just about piling up skills.

That was... an outpouring of emotions.

Liu Ming closed her eyes.

His mind was devoid of the deceit and treachery of this world, the intrigue and power struggles of the high-tech zone, and all those so-called schemes and killings.

Only that year in London.

The leaky basement, the broken piano with only half of its keys working, and the girl huddled on the sofa, eating cheap instant noodles while listening to him play.

At that time, they had nothing.

Only each other, and dreams.

"This...how is this possible?"

Zhao Tianba's sneer froze, and he tilted his wine glass slightly, completely unaware that the red wine had spilled.

Although he was a spoiled brat, he had received an elite education from a young age and had heard many performances by famous artists. He could tell that this was definitely not amateur level!

This control over dynamics, this mastery of rhythm, even the infectious power that flows between the notes, capable of evoking empathy...

This is a masterful performance!

As the melody progresses, the tune gradually becomes more exciting and passionate.

It is an aspiration for the future, a longing for love, and the unwavering determination and ecstasy of finally being able to hold hands and walk down the aisle after going through countless storms!

Liu Ming's fingers danced across the piano keys, so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

His body moved to the rhythm of the music, and every note was like a spark bursting from his body, igniting the air in the entire banquet hall!

"Oh my god...it sounds so good!"

In the crowd, a socialite in a pink dress couldn't help but cover her mouth, her eyes sparkling.

"He looks so handsome playing the piano!"

"Who just said he was a poor kid? His charisma and talent are a million times better than those rich kids who only know how to rely on their parents!"

"I'm in love! He's practically my dream prince charming!"

The socialites and wealthy women who had previously looked at Liu Ming with scrutiny or even disdain were now completely captivated.

In this world of fame and fortune, they have seen plenty of rich men and powerful men.

But like Liu Ming.

He is a man who possesses both the ruthless methods to bring down the deputy mayor and the delicate emotions to compose such heavenly music.

That is... poison.

A kind of poison that can make women lose their way in this turbulent world.

"This is true 'both literary and martial arts prowess'..."

A business tycoon couldn't help but exclaim, "She can conquer the world on horseback and play the zither on foot. Miss Nangong's judgment is truly astute!"

And at this very moment.

Standing in the very center of the crowd, Nangong Yao was already in tears.

She stared intently at the figure sitting at the piano, her vision blurred by tears, then clearing again.

She understood.

She understood every note and every pause.

He was playing for her.

He was telling her that no matter how high he flew, no matter what kind of awe-inspiring "Judge Liu" or "Secretary Liu" he became.

In his heart, there still lived the poor student who was willing to play the piano for her to cheer her up on a rainy London night.

That original aspiration has never changed.

This is a gift ten thousand times more precious than any jewelry, any land, or any business plan.

"Thump—"

As the last powerful chord fell, its lingering sound echoed long afterward in the high ceiling of the banquet hall.

Liu Ming slowly withdrew her hands.

He opened his eyes, turned around, and looked at the woman who was already crying her eyes out.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

A full three seconds passed.

"Whoosh—!!!"

Thunderous applause erupted like a tsunami!

It even drowned out the sound of the wind outside the window, causing the crystal chandelier to tremble slightly!

There was no insincere politeness, no perfunctory response.

This is a heartfelt surrender to art, to talent, and to the man's charm!

Zhao Tianba stood in the corner, his face deathly pale, like a forgotten clown. He knew that tonight, he had lost completely.

They lost everything, not even their underwear.

Amid thunderous applause, Liu Ming stood up, picked up the file folder on the piano, and strode towards Nangong Yao.

He walked up to her and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"Why are you crying? Do you think I'm that much to cry about?"

"Hate!"

Nangong Yao burst into laughter through her tears, disregarding her CEO dignity, and threw herself into his arms in front of hundreds of guests, hugging him tightly.

"This is the best birthday gift I've ever received in my life."

She whispered in his ear.

Liu Ming smiled and stuffed the document bag containing the "Digital Economy Port" plan into her hand.

"Don't be too quick to be moved, take a look at this first."

"What is this?" Nangong Yao sniffed.

"That's for President Nangong."

Liu Ming blinked, a confident smile curving her lips.

"And that piece of music was for... Yao Yao."