Marvel starts with Drive as a Knight

Although he knew that the guy in front of him had bad intentions, for now, Tony still trusted him like his own uncle, so Mu En didn't say much about it.

And even if I tell Tony what I know, will he believe me? What if he asks me for evidence? I can't possibly tell him that I traveled back through time, right?

"Haha, what an interesting little guy. There aren't many people who can be called geniuses by Tony. Let's find a place to sit down and chat."

The four of them found a seat in the front row and sat down.

Just then, a beautiful lady with an elegant temperament walked onto the stage, holding a small black bag in her hand.

"Oh, it's that beautiful young violinist. It's amazing that you invited her here, Tony."

Stan looked at the beautiful violinist in front of him with some surprise.

Stark smiled somewhat smugly.

"Hehe, originally she didn't want to accept performances from businessmen like us, but I told her this was a charity show, and then she came. It turns out that women of her age have great love in their hearts. I want to invite her to my room tonight to discuss great love."

Stan laughed out loud.

"Tony, you are such a jerk. Please let him go."

"Haha, let him go and let you come? Does the beautiful lady next to you agree?"

But soon the two stopped joking, and the whole venue fell silent because of the appearance of the beautiful violinist. Obviously, everyone knew the identity of this female artist, and everyone knew that it was very rare to invite her to perform, so the best thing to do was to calm down and enjoy it.

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, the beautiful artist bowed slightly and took out an orange-red violin from her bag.

The bow was placed on the strings, and as the white arms slowly pulled them, the melodious sound of the piano slowly rang out.

Bach's famous work "Aria on the G String" echoed in the hall.

The sound of the piano was melodious and the tune was gentle. Everyone was mesmerized by the music. The youngest beautiful violinist was indeed worthy of her reputation.

Mu En closed his eyes and listened quietly.

Soon, the song ended and warm applause broke out throughout the venue.

"That's great."

Stan couldn't help but sigh.

Mu En nodded in agreement.

“It’s really good, but I always feel like something is missing.”

It would have been fine if he didn't speak, but when Mu En opened his mouth, even Stark stared at him with wide eyes.

At this time, many people in the hall were still immersed in the song just now. The applause had stopped, so it was very quiet. Mu En's voice was not loud, but they were sitting in the front row, and their voice could be heard by the people on the stage.

A hint of displeasure flashed across the beautiful lady's eyes. It was really frustrating to be told by a guy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old that her piano sound lacked something.

"Really? Then tell me what's missing?"

Mu En, who was still savoring the violin music with his eyes closed, answered without thinking.

"Emotion, mood, or soul. Although this song is good, it sounds like it was played by a machine, just repeating the notes on the music score monotonously. If you just repeat the notes on the music score, you can't reach a higher level."

These words were actually Hong Du's evaluation of Mu En in the dream. Although he didn't remember anything in the dream when he was awake, he would still remember some words subconsciously.

As soon as Mu En said this, Tony closed his eyes and sighed helplessly. You know, the person in front of him is a famous artist, how dare Mu En do that.

Stan also shook his head with a cigar in his mouth. He was indeed someone Tony had high hopes for. His arrogant personality was exactly the same as Tony's.

The beautiful artist seemed to be lost in thought, staring at the young man in front of her.

Mu En also noticed something was wrong. He opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. Only then did he realize what mistake he had made.

"Fuck! What the hell did I do!"

Mu En felt as if a hundred thousand horses were galloping in his heart. How could a guy like him who knew nothing be qualified to evaluate a great artist?

"Then come up and show me what it means to play with soul."

The beautiful violinist said to Mu En with a hint of reluctance.

Mu En waved his hands repeatedly.

"Forget it, beautiful lady, can you just treat it as my fart?"

"No, you are the first person to say that to me besides my master. Of course, my master always shows me the correct way to do it after pointing out my mistakes, so you should do the same."

"But I can't!"

Mu Enren was stunned. He didn't know how to play the violin! He had never touched this thing before. Even if he had, it was probably in a dream.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Everyone looked over here. This was going to be interesting. The spokesperson for the Valentine Welfare Home was arguing with the beautiful violinist. It was human nature to watch the fun. Who doesn't like to watch the fun? Especially in this kind of occasion, Muen represented not only Valentine, but also Stark.

At this awkward moment, a mark silently appeared in Mu En's palm.

A voice sounded in Mu En's heart.

"Promise her."

Then, as if by magic, Mu En stood up.

Seeing Mu En stand up, the beautiful woman generously handed her violin to Mu En.

Mu En took the violin and gently stroked the body of the instrument.

"It's well maintained. You must take good care of it."

"Of course, the violin is my life."

Mu En smiled and returned the violin to her.

"I can't do such a thing as playing with other people's lives. Mr. Stark, can you help me get a violin?"

Stark nodded and greeted Happy.

Soon Happy came back from outside the venue with a burgundy violin.

"Here, this is the treasure of Arthur's Music Store. I asked Happy to borrow it in the name of Stark Industries. Are you sure you want to perform it?"

Stark looked at Mu En in confusion. He didn't understand what Mu En was thinking.

Mu En took the burgundy violin.

"I want to try."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Mu En stepped onto the stage with the spotlight on him.

Mu En took a deep breath and placed the violin on his shoulders. When the bow touched the strings, Mu En's temperament changed. He became elegant, confident, and had an innate aura of a superior. It seemed as if he was born to stand on this stage.

When the melodious piano music sounded, everyone was stunned.

The beautiful violinist also looked at Mu En on the stage in disbelief. How could he not know anything? It turned out that all men were deceiving pigs.

Chapter 68: Return of the Earl

On the stage, Mu En narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind floated with the strings, and his soul swayed with the bow.

The melodious piano sound echoed in the venue, and the sound was as plaintive as if someone was telling people his story and expressing his emotions to people.

At the end of the song, Mu En slowly put down his violin and bowed.

However, the audience did not react. They seemed to be still immersed in the story of the piano and had not woken up.

It wasn't until the first round of applause did people wake up.

What followed was thunderous applause. Everyone was shocked by Mu En’s performance. Is this really a song that a young person can play?

Fifteen seconds, a full fifteen seconds. It took them fifteen seconds to react after the song ended.

The talented violin artist rushed onto the stage and hugged Mu En directly.

"Thank you, thank you for letting me understand what is missing from my piano music. It turns out that this is the soul hidden in the piano music. Only music endowed with soul is your own. Otherwise, it is just a mechanical repetition of the music score."

Mu En broke free from her arms in panic.

"Um, sorry, there are people watching us in the audience."

She also reacted and a blush appeared on her face.

"Um, my name is Helena, what is your name?"

"Mu En."

Helena looked at the boy in front of her and her heart beat faster.

"I heard your confession in the music. If possible, I want to hear more, something deeper..."

As Helena spoke, Mu En blushed immediately.

"No, sister, I'm only sixteen this year, and my birthday just happened before the summer vacation."

Helena was also stunned, then she fled the stage blushing.

Back on the stage, Stark came up and gave Mu En a big hug.

"Hey my good man, you are really amazing. I didn't know you could play the violin. When did you learn it?"

Mu En shrugged.

"I don't know either. Maybe it was a dream."

As he said this, he handed the violin in his hand to Stark.

“This is a nice violin.”

Stark didn't take it, but spread his hands.

"Do you like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"But isn't this the treasure of Arthur's Music Store?"

Stark grinned.

"Now the piano store has changed its name to Stark."

Mu En's mouth twitched. Damn capitalism, those evil local tycoons.

"I'm not saying anything, man, do you know what you just rejected?"

Stark put his arms around Muen's neck.

"You just rejected a beautiful artist's offer to chat about life."

Mu En couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Haha, do you think I'm you? When you see a beautiful woman, you want to chat about life?"

"Don't say that, man. Have you ever thought about chatting about life with a beautiful woman?"

Mu En glanced at the violin in his hand. The burgundy paint reflected the lights in the hall, exuding a gem-like texture.

"Maybe, but she's definitely not the one I'm chatting with about life."

The farce is over and the charity gala finally came to a perfect conclusion. However, in addition to tonight's gala, tomorrow's newspaper headlines may also include a violin genius who walked out of an orphanage.

"Going home? Do you need me to ask Happy to take you there?"

Outside the venue, Stark rarely did not hang out with some beautiful woman, but stayed with Mu En.

Mu En shook his head while holding his violin.

"No, I'll go back by myself."

Stark shrugged and threw a key to Muen.

"Okay, but you have to keep the car keys. I can't let you walk back home, or you'll be the one grabbing all my headlines tomorrow."

Mu En took the key.

"Thanks, but what about you?"

Stark grinned and clapped his hands.

A convertible sports car filled with beautiful women drove over.

"Of course I'm going to the next party. How about it? Do you want to come?"

Mu En was almost petrified.

"Come on, grandma told me not to play with bad men like you."