Chapter 625: Valentine’s Day Special: A Midsummer Night’s Dream (1) (6K)_4
Liszt was stunned for a moment.
Never expected things to really evolve this way, the Outer Heaven Visitor who passed through the otherworldly gate, plagiarizing tunes from countless light-years away, leaving a final work in a castle on the edge of the East Sea World.
Realizing the fact that he was about to die, he could no longer change it, and having survived since the great fire three years ago, he considered himself already lucky enough.
He placed both hands on the piano keys.
"I have never shown this to anyone, judging from your reaction, these pieces aren’t great. The manuscript written by a beauty might be far more valuable than the work itself; I hope you will preserve it well."
Liszt merely criticized in his mind that this mad woman had no aesthetic whatsoever. A murderer exiled to the East Sea, composing tunes through Heavenly Human Sensing in the sea piracy process, this character script should be a hit, you are so good-looking, but you clearly do not get it at all.
He completely relaxed, no longer had any pressure, no longer playing so-called master classics just for showing off.
A song, widely sung, is not because of sticking to a low-level art circle, but because it evokes widespread, universally existing, the lament of an entire era.
Whether it’s cheesy, pop, or highbrow.
He just casually played, something purely desolate and serene.
The Bird’s Poem, imprisoned in memories, unable to fly even with Sky-Sweeping Wings.