Chapter 1178: Sensation Across the City

Qin Xin casually nodded: “Mm-hmm. Feel free to choose whichever instrument you like.”

The crowd was overjoyed and surged forward eagerly.

The usually unapproachable chairman of the music hall was now like a kindly old man next door: “Don’t rush, don’t rush, you can have whatever you like, if it’s not here, I’ll get it for you later.”

Then, he respectfully consulted with Qin Xin: “This oboe was newly made by the Royal Music Academy, only one was made this year, do you think it’s usable?”

Qin Xin played a few notes and casually said: “It’ll do.”

The crowd touched the brand new and expensive instruments, silently exclaimed: Sister Xin, truly, number one.

Connections, number one.

Professionalism, number one.

Presence, number one!

Quickly, under Qin Xin’s direction, everyone got into position, picking their favored instruments to first play the simplest school anthem.

Those not skilled with instruments helped keep time, humming along.

After becoming more familiar with the cooperation, Qin Xin had the chairman of the music hall bring over several professional practice scores, conducting everyone in ensemble playing.

Some students had never joined an orchestra before and were understandably nervous initially, frequently making mistakes.

But Qin Xin always managed to provide enlightening advice in just a few words, quickly allowing them to integrate into the ensemble rhythm.

Everyone got more and more coordinated, resembling an amateur symphony orchestra.

This spontaneous, exuberant music made the chairman of the music hall and the musicians helping to move instruments stop in their tracks, captivated.

Gradually, the audience in the back rows of the music hall heard the celestial music floating in from outside.

Compared with Qin Wenrou’s harsh and odd piano piece, the performance of Qin Xin’s small group was far more comfortable and ethereal.

Everyone couldn’t help but take steps outside, curious to see which orchestra was performing.

And once they moved, they ended up along the riverside, unable to take another step.

What they saw was more than music, it was a magnificent painting—a group of young people by the river, casually standing or sitting, surrounding a cozy picnic blanket, fresh flowers, food, and wine, improvising the simplest yet most delightful symphony.

In mid-air, petals drifted dreamily from somewhere, fluttering down like fine spring rain, adding to the scene’s hazy beauty.

The audience couldn’t help but exclaim:

“Wow—I’ve never seen a concert like this, outdoors, so beautiful, so moving.”

“This is true music, candid and beautiful, making every pore of my body shout with joy.”

“Playing Western instruments to evoke the style of our empire, this is the essence of national music, unlike that Rose whatever, are foreigners’ aesthetics skewed to praise that kind of woman and that kind of tune?”

“We must support national music and young people’s musical dreams… I’ll start the tipping!”

With that, some audience members spontaneously took out their wallets, placing two Imperial notes into the picnic basket.

Then there’s two, three… as they enjoyed the performance of Qin Xin and others while tipping.

More and more people flowed out from the music hall behind them, and pedestrians and vehicles on the street stopped to listen, filling the riverside empty space layer upon layer with people.

The small basket soon couldn’t hold anymore, and enthusiastic spectators even went to buy several more baskets, so everyone could express their support and affection for this little band.

Beautiful music truly can shock and cleanse the soul.

Meanwhile.

Inside the music hall, only a few scattered audience members remained.

Jun Ruyu said displeased: “What’s going on!”

Qin Wenrou looked at the dwindling audience, a sense of fear welled up inside—

This scene had played out cruelly during her debut concert.

She didn’t expect that after gaining fame overseas, changing her name, and returning home, she’d still be treated like this.

Where did everyone go?

She couldn’t believe there was music more appealing than her exclusive piano play.

She took a deep breath and reassured Jun Ruyu: “It’s okay, Yu, my special skill hasn’t been showcased yet…”

[Master Yun: Goodnight kiss! Saved drafts, expected to release more next weekend]