"thump ...!"
when teng qingze pressed the first note, he jinsi's eyes flickered slightly.
immediately after, one musical note after another poured out from teng qingze's fingertips, quickly forming a vast ocean.
the sound of the zither was melodious and pleasing to the ear. it also carried an emotion that was difficult to express in words, which infected everyone present.
whether it was the students or the professors in the classroom, or the three men eavesdropping at the door, they were all completely attracted to it.
it was only when teng qingze stopped playing that the three of them came back to their senses.
president dennis looked intoxicated as he said, " "how is it? what did i say just now? i didn't lie to you, right? christine was really a genius! i dare say that he will definitely become a famous piano master in the future!"