There was still no sound of the zither, but a faint crisp sound began to spread in everyone's hearts.
It was as if he was walking in a sea of lavender flowers. It was as if he was running recklessly, breaking free from all shackles and imprisonment.
It was a kind of transcendence, a kind of pleasure, a kind of endless hope.
No one spoke, no words, no expression, no movement. Only the young man under the sun slowly raised his hand!
He was going to play!
No one dared to speak anymore. The little fatty who had wanted to cause trouble was also stunned. They did not dare, and even did not want to ruin this atmosphere.
Children's eyes were the cleanest. They had attended dozens of concerts, but none of them had truly integrated into the piano.
It was an emotion that could be described as 'everything will be fine. Everything is hope. If there is no hope, I will shatter the darkness.'
At the door, Lin Qinghe stood there quietly. Unknowingly, her tears fell. She did not know. She did not even feel that she was crying.
Lin Qinghe only knew that she had been looking for this piece of piano for a long time. From the time she practiced the piano when she was young until now, she had been looking for this kind of piano performance that truly integrated with her body.
There was no technique, no venting of emotions, only hope, hope! Hope!
Ding... Ding...
Zhang Han's fingers moved. With just a simple half note, the autistic little girl in front of the piano raised her head. Her beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Han clearly with a trace of confusion in the depths of her eyes.
This note spread rapidly, like a flight of stairs, spreading to everyone's entire body. Their perception, cells, and spirit were all jumping for joy.
At the same time, everyone's eyes were filled with desire. It was a desire for beauty. They longed to hear the next note.
Clang...
It was another quaver note, and with a continuous delay, simple notes danced around Zhang Han's fingers. Then, a chord was formed, and a smooth and large piece of music erupted.
Dong dong dong!
The zither music erupted completely!
Zhang Han's hands were like dancing butterflies, spinning, dancing, pressing keys, chords, and high notes suddenly sounded for a long time!
The autistic little girl stood up in front of the piano. This was the first time she raised her head. Her beautiful eyes were filled with emotion, and the confusion in her eyes was gradually dispelled. The autistic little girl slowly closed her eyes and enjoyed listening to the song.
Weng!
It rose high again!
Zhang Han's hands seemed to be dancing. The piano fell at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. As the notes sounded, a chord exploded again.
This was the explosion of the high notes again. As the tempo became faster and faster, everyone's hearts were at the peak. Everyone's hearts were trembling. They wanted to close their ears, afraid that the music that followed would ruin this almost perfect climax.
But it was too late!
Zhang Han's hands sped up again. The notes were playing crazily, and the music was gathering. Everyone was stunned. The little wimps in the classroom seemed to have seen what they wanted to see the most and got what they wanted the most.
Everyone had smiles on their faces, and their smiles were the purest!
The autistic girl suddenly looked at Zhang Han and bowed to him. The little girl opened her mouth and revealed a sweet smile.
This was the smile that appeared in the notes, the last remaining warmth of the low voice.
This piano piece was nothing but gentle.
From the faint introduction at the beginning to the endless hope in the middle, all the way to the last spark that did not die out, and finally, the song stopped. Coupled with the smile of the autistic girl, it drew a perfect ending to the song.
"Brother Zhang Han, what's the name of this piano piece? Nan Nan wants to listen to it every day in the future.”
Nan Nan, who had always been silent, asked with her big sparkling eyes. She pouted her lips and looked extremely cute.
"This piano piece is a trilogy. The first piano piece is Dawn, the second piano piece is Warm Ze, and the third piano piece is Warm Sun.”
Zhang Han's voice became weak and silent at the end of his sentence."If someone could play the song and create a warm sun, perhaps…it would cure a mental illness, but it's too difficult.”
Because he had won the beginner piano proficiency from the lottery, he could only play the first song, Qu Chenxi, which could only slightly relieve autistic patients.
The second piano piece, Wen Ze, was an intermediate piano master. Once played, it could heal the psychological trauma of mental patients.
The third piano piece, Warm Sun, was a high-level piano mastery. Once played, it could even awaken the mental recovery function of mental patients and completely cure them.
However, there was still a long time, especially when facing this group of cute students. Zhang Han was confident that he could obtain the trilogy to completely cure his autism and depression.
At the door, Lin Qinghe's face was filled with tears. She had recorded this piano playing video and witnessed a miracle. For the first time, an autistic girl smiled at an outsider and had the courage to speak like a normal person.
At the door, Lin Qinghe whispered,"Dawn, morning dew for grace, warm grace for light."”
At this moment, Zhang Han, who was playing the piano piece " Dawn " under the sun, was like a noble prince. He was elegant, gentlemanly, charming, and handsome!
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