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"So many bees, so many bees are rushing in!"

"Hurry, get down, don't get stung by the bees, with so many bees, if you get stung, I'm afraid someone might die."

"Oh my God! What the hell is going on? Where did all these bees come from?"

Seeing an innumerable swarm of bees surging toward the concert venue, the tens of thousands of people there stirred up a commotion, with many of them breaking into a run, trying to escape the scene.

But no sooner had they reached the exit than they saw a massive flood of bees coming from all directions, completely blocking the exits, plunging the crowd into utter despair.

"Look, so many swarms of bees! Have the bees gone mad? What are they gathering here for?"

"Who knows! But, as far as I know, today is an important day for Master Chen Chen's music concert, could it be something is happening inside?"

"Can it be? Are these bees attracted to the music? Are they here for the concert?"

Outside Times Square, seeing so many bees gathered together left countless people dumbfounded.

"Everyone, keep still, these bees won't harm people!"

Inside the concert venue, Wei Shixian, living legend of the piano world, quickly noticed this fact.

"It seems the bees really won't harm people, everyone stay calm!" a music master shouted.

Hearing this, the previously agitated crowd was no longer as panicked, and soon they noticed that the bees indeed weren't harming anyone. Instead, after entering the concert venue, all the bees headed straight for the stage where Ye Fan was performing.
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A thousand! Ten thousand!

A hundred thousand!

Within a matter of minutes, the number of bees at the concert venue was no less than a hundred thousand, a sight both astonishing and horrifying.

Most shocking of all, the bees came before Ye Fan and remained still in midair, as respectfully as ancient subjects before their emperor.

"These bees were actually summoned by this guy, could it be that his performance of 'Flight of the Bumblebee' actually resonated with the bees?"

"It seems so, this guy's musical skills are so profound that they even resonated with the bees, which is simply terrifying!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe someone could make bees resonate with their music!"

Watching this scene, countless people's eyelids twitched wildly, as they were thoroughly conquered by Ye Fan's musical achievements.

Especially those who had earlier criticized Ye Fan to defend Wei Chen; they looked like they had just eaten dead flies, their expressions extremely unsightly.

Wei Shixian exclaimed, "Empty Mountain Birdsong, this is akin to the spectacle of Empty Mountain Birdsong!"

"Empty Mountain Birdsong? Grandpa, what is 'Empty Mountain Birdsong'?" Wei Chen asked in shock.

Wei Shixian spoke with a solemn expression, "According to ancient records, in Ancient Times, there was a musical prodigy who took an ancient zither to a deserted valley and played at will. Hearing the prodigy's zither music, countless birds in the valley gathered around him. This event caused a huge sensation back then!"

"Therefore, this event was recorded in ancient texts and honored as 'Empty Mountain Birdsong,' representing the ultimate pinnacle of music performance. I had only heard about it and had never seen it before, but to think that I would witness such a spectacle in my lifetime, even if I were to die now, this life would be worth it!"

"What?" Wei Chen was profoundly shocked.

After a pause, Wei Chen asked incredulously, "Grandpa, are you saying he has reached the same level as the ancient prodigy?"

"Indeed!" Wei Shixian nodded solemnly.

Then he explained, "Look, the piece he played today is 'Flight of the Bumblebee.' In just a few minutes, he attracted so many bees and caused them to resonate. Isn't this the same kind of spectacle as the Empty Mountain Birdsong? Frankly speaking, his musical skills might even surpass those of the ancient musical prodigy!"

"Really?" Wei Chen was completely astonished.

Wei Shixian said sternly, "Really? Hmph! You're underestimating him! You should know, the ancient prodigy played in an empty valley where the birds could naturally hear the music! But this is different, this here is Central Plains Times Square, a bustling shopping center, a place that's inherently noisy!"

"To be able to attract so many bees in such a noisy environment within a few minutes, do you think his musical skills are not stronger than the ancient prodigy's?"

"This..." Wei Chen was stunned.

Taking a deep breath, Wei Shixian continued, "Now I finally understand why he said your performance of 'Flight of the Bumblebee' barely passed. If we go by the standards of the sages from Ancient Times, your rendition indeed barely passes. Even if I played it myself, I could only score an eight!"

"And him?" Wei Chen asked in shock.

"Ten! It has to be ten!"

Wei Shixian said earnestly, "Even the composer of 'Flight of the Bumblebee' doesn't understand this piece as well as he does. This young man has played it to a level that no one can match!"

"My God!" Wei Chen was so shocked he didn't know what to say.

If it had not been for his grandfather's personal assessment, Wei Chen would have scoffed at the idea.

But his grandfather, Wei Shixian, was an extremely authoritative pianist in the country. Hearing such an evaluation of Ye Fan from Wei Shixian, Wei Chen was greatly shaken.

To think that Ye Fan, a young man just like him, had a musical talent that far surpassed his own by miles.

Compared to Ye Fan, it was Ye Fan who was the number one among the young generation in the nation's piano circle. In front of Ye Fan, he amounted to nothing.

Clang Clang!

In the midst of everyone's shock, a simple ending signified the conclusion of this 'Flight of the Bumblebee' performance.

Huu—

Having finished an exhilarating rendition of 'Flight of the Bumblebee,' Ye Fan finally relaxed.

He slowly opened his eyes and said, "I haven't touched a piano in many years, my hands are a bit rusty, I guess I must have played with just ninety percent flavor."

"What? Only ninety percent flavor?"

As soon as these words came out, who knows how many people let out gasps of amazement.

If Ye Fan playing 'Flight of the Bumblebee' at ninety percent already turned people's world upside down, what kind of sensation would there be if Ye Fan played at his full capability?

"Pretend, keep pretending!" someone shouted disbelievingly.

"What did you say? I'm pretending?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan sneered, and under the gaze of the crowd, he reached into his pocket and actually pulled out a cigarette.

"What is he going to do?"

Seeing Ye Fan take out a cigarette, the tens of thousands of people present were all astonished.

The next moment, Ye Fan laid the cigarette on the piano keys, and a shocking scene occurred.

The cigarette had barely touched the piano keys before it suddenly started to smoke, and the next second, a stream of white smoke rose, revealing that the cigarette had actually been lit.

Wow!

Seeing the cigarette ignited by the piano keys, the large venue was boiling over like an earthquake had struck in an instant.

"Holy moly! What did I just see? A cigarette actually lit by piano keys? Am I seeing things?"

"Oh my God! How could a cigarette be lit by piano keys? Could it be because the kid played so fast that the piano keys got hot enough to light a cigarette?"

"Exactly, it has to be that, definitely that!"

In that instant, bursts of exclamation were nonstop.

Watching the frenzied crowd, Ye Fan's lips curled up into a slightly devilish smile. He looked at the person mockingly and asked, "Tell me, am I still pretending now?"