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The Mermaid Palace features a magnificent golden banquet hall with a gilded dome.

Giant crystal chandeliers, each one crystal clear, hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the entire hall and onto the delicate faces of the mermaids passing by, creating a soft, hazy light.

Tonight, the hall is filled with guests, yet the volume of voices remains perfectly measured and elegant.

All the mermaids present changed into luxurious custom-made gowns, made of soft fabric and impeccably tailored, exuding an air of upper-class nobility.

Someone leaned alone against a carved jade wine pillar, holding a crystal wine glass filled with red liquid, sipping slowly.

Some people, in twos and threes, chatted in hushed tones about interesting things in the music scene, their words and actions exuding a composure and elegance honed over the years.

The guests who could enter Princess Doria's birthday banquet were all top musical nobles who had traveled from all over the world of music.

They possess abundant resources in the music industry and extraordinary talent, and have each made a name for themselves in the fields of instrumental and vocal music. They are the top figures in the music circle of the entire mainland.

People traveled across mountains and seas to gather at the palace to celebrate Princess Dorya's birthday in the Mermaid Kingdom. Taking advantage of the banquet, they took turns to the stage to showcase their lifelong learning and make friends through entertainment.

In the very center of the banquet hall, a large area is surrounded by layers of blooming red roses, forming an exquisite stage, with a performance space of about ten square meters reserved inside the circle.

Hey.

A beam of solid, pure white spotlight fell straight down from the dome spotlight, precisely illuminating a pure white grand piano within the circle.

William, a blond-haired, blue-eyed young man, sat upright on the piano bench, his long, slender, and fair fingers hovering between the black and white keys. The next moment, his fingertips rose and fell, moving nimbly and gracefully.

The melodious strains of the piano flowed gently through the air, permeating every corner of the banquet hall and echoing repeatedly beneath the towering dome.

The nobles who were chatting and tasting wine stopped abruptly, their wine glasses resting on their lips, their conversation abruptly halted, and all eyes turned to the person playing the zither, who was enveloped in white light.

This group of music celebrities, accustomed to top-notch performances and possessing a calm and composed demeanor, were quite different from ordinary mermaids who would cheer and lose their composure on the street. Not one of them dared to make a sound and disturb the music.

They even subconsciously lighten their footsteps, quietly pausing to listen, carefully capturing the emotions and moods hidden within the melody.

As time slowly passed, the soothing prelude transitioned steadily, the musical style suddenly soared, and the cheerful and lively melody unfolded layer by layer, officially bringing the music to its climax.

The lively notes drifted into the guests' ears along with the airflow. Even though the nobles remained silent and observed proper etiquette, many of them couldn't help but let their tightly pressed lips curl into a slow, uncontrollable smile under the influence of the cheerful melody.

As the climax continued, the cheerful rhythm, carrying warmth, swept through the entire venue. Most of the guests were moved by the music, and their expressions were filled with relaxation and joy.

William, seated at his piano, took in the entire scene. Watching these established musicians being moved and captivated by his music, a faint sense of pride crept onto his lips.

Without making a sound, he secretly channeled his magic, and strands of magic flowed from his fingertips into the piano keys, silently merging into the continuous music.

With the blessing of magic, the originally melodious tune was elevated once again. The melody seemed to grow invisible tentacles, precisely striking the hearts of every mermaid present and hitting the depths of their souls.

Many older musicians slowly closed their eyes, completely emptying their minds and immersing themselves in the gentle illusion woven by the music.

The changes brought about by magic extend far beyond the golden palace.

The music, originally confined within the high walls of the banquet hall, broke through the thick stone walls and spread throughout the entire Mermaid Palace.

The royal guards patrolling the castle corridors with halberds slowed their pace involuntarily upon hearing the music.

As the maids moved through the corridors, gardens, and guest rooms, they stopped cleaning and listened attentively.

Inside the kitchen, the imperial chefs, busy around the stove preparing delicacies for the birthday banquet, were also captivated by the distant sound of the zither, and quietly put down their cooking utensils.

The music did not stop there; it flew out of the majestic palace walls, through the crisscrossing streets and alleys of the City of Sound, like a gentle breeze, covering every inch of the entire city.

On the streets of the City of Sound, passersby stopped and looked up, gazing in the direction of the palace as the sound of the zither came from, exclaiming in amazement.

"I have no doubt about this piano music; it belongs to Mr. William from the City of Pianos! He is undoubtedly the greatest piano genius of our time!"

Passersby chimed in, "Yes, I just heard this piece this afternoon, and it left a deep impression on me."

An elderly musician with white hair, passing by, stroked his beard and sighed with emotion: "A moment of glory on stage comes after ten years of hard work off stage. To hone such consummate playing skills, William's dedication to the piano is immeasurable. Given time, he will surely reach the pinnacle of the music world and become a legendary piano master."

Regardless of wealth, age, or social status, all residents of the City of Sound were enveloped by the same melody, falling into the beautiful dream created by the music.

The illusions may vary from person to person, but they all share the same pure joy.

Someone is sitting on a white swing in a courtyard on a warm afternoon, swaying gently in the breeze;

Some people run through the boundless golden wheat fields, letting the warm breeze and sunlight wash over them;

Some people shed their cumbersome clothes and plunged into the clear mountain stream, playing freely in the cool water.

There are also couples who have been in love for a long time, holding hands, stepping onto the wedding red carpet covered with flowers.

The same cheerful piano piece can conjure up countless different heartwarming scenes, leaving everyone with an overflowing sense of joy.

Inside the palace hall, the climax of the music slowly subsided, the lively notes gradually thinned out, and the continuous piano music changed from complex to simple, finally returning to complete silence.

As the guests were immersed in the dreamlike world, they slowly regained their senses, relaxed their brows and eyes, and gradually opened them, withdrawing from the beautiful world woven by the music.

Hundreds of eyes in the room were focused on the blond young man in front of the white piano.

The next instant, a burst of unified applause erupted.

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The crisp applause, like a sudden downpour, echoed through the empty banquet hall, lingering for a long time.

A full minute or so later, the applause gradually subsided.

William rose calmly, met the admiring gazes of the room, a faint smile on his lips, and bowed slightly, performing a standard and elegant Western gentleman's bow.

Thank you all for listening and for your support.

As soon as he finished speaking, another round of applause swept through the entire venue.

Once the applause had completely subsided, William stepped out of the performance circle surrounded by roses, and the white spotlight above his head went out.

Four strong and sturdy mermaid servants stepped forward quickly, carefully lifted the white piano, and carried it away from the stage in an orderly manner.

As soon as William stepped off the stage, a group of young mermaids immediately surrounded him, their eyes filled with heartfelt admiration.

Born into the same world, this young man, whose age is not much different from theirs, has already far surpassed others in the field of piano, standing at a height that countless peers can only dream of reaching in their entire lives.

"Good evening, Mr. William. The performance just now was truly amazing."

"After the banquet, I wonder if you will be free? I have many music theory questions that I would like to ask you for advice."

"Excuse me for bothering you, but could you please leave me an autograph?"

William, with a perfectly measured gentlemanly smile, answered everyone's questions in an orderly manner.

When it was the young mermaid's turn to ask for an autograph, the other party had already prepared paper and pen, and presented them to him with both hands, his eyes full of eager anticipation.

"Of course, no problem."

William took the paper and pen, and with swift and flowing strokes, signed his name before returning the signed paper.

"Is this okay?"

The young mermaid clutched the autograph slip, his eyes glued to the words on it, his body trembling slightly with excitement: "Perfect! Thank you so much, Mr. William!"

He hesitated for a moment, a blush creeping onto his cheeks, and nervously looked up: "I have another request, would you do me the honor of shaking hands and taking a photo with me?"

Before he could finish speaking, he quickly lowered his head, afraid that his greed would annoy the other person.

"I was born in a remote small town and practiced piano diligently from a young age. Your music accompanied me throughout my artistic career. You are my idol and role model from beginning to end."

"Don't be shy, of course you can."

A familiar, gentle voice rang in his ears, and the young man looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

William looked at him with a smile and extended his right hand.

The young man was so excited that he mistakenly raised his left hand, which drew laughter from the mermaids watching nearby.

He quickly adjusted his posture, extended his right hand and firmly shook hands with William. The warm touch from his palm made the excitement in the young man's eyes almost overflow.

The young man then took out his portable camera and asked his friend to take a group photo.

The surrounding guests were very considerate and stepped back to make room for taking pictures.

At the back of the crowd, several veteran artists who have been deeply involved in the music scene for decades and possess both fame and talent were chatting in hushed tones.

"This child is truly exceptional, possessing a musical talent that comes along only once in a century. He is also humble and polite in his interactions with others. He has all the qualities, temperament, and character that a top musician should have. His future is limitless."

An old man sighed softly, his tone filled with deep regret: "It's a pity that fate is so cruel. This year's highly anticipated Music God Awards, his opponent is Princess Doria."

"The princess's talent is unparalleled across the entire continent. William's chances of winning the championship and obtaining the blessing of the God of Heavenly Music are slim."

The blessing of heavenly music is the ultimate honor that all musicians dream of, representing the highest honor in the mainland music scene.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the guests who knew the situation looked regretful.

After taking the group photo and dealing with other fans who had come to see him, William left the Golden Palace alone.

Under the eaves of the main hall, three girls of similar age huddled together, chattering quietly, their eyes frequently gazing in the direction William had left, their eyes filled with longing.

"Wow, as expected of Mr. William, he's handsome, a piano prodigy, and so gentlemanly and gentle."

"Waaah, if only I had been the one shaking hands with him just now, I should have gone up too, he definitely wouldn't have refused."

"How can there be such a perfect man in the world? In my heart, he is simply a prince from a fairy tale."

The sight of the three girls, filled with adoration and whispering their longing, was clearly visible to onlookers.

The blonde girl standing not far away watched this scene, her delicate and beautiful face filled with undisguised disdain.

She gently swirled the wine in her glass, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, and muttered a curt remark:

"Ha, a bunch of idiots."