HPDBC Chapter 462: How did I perform?
Chapter 462: How did I perform?
Xu Xiangbei winked at Xiao Lin as she got on the elevator and laughed, "It was a hand slip, not trying to cop a feel. Do your best in the performance and win that big prize, okay."
Xiao Lin chuckled, "Don’t worry, I will definitely perform my best, prize or not."
Ouyang Jiahui made a face at Xu Xiangbei, "No appearance fee? Stingy."
Monica called, the background was very noisy, "It’s almost time for the celebration, President Xu, you need to make a short speech first and then announce the start of the celebration gala. Hurry to the venue."
"I’m heading over now."
Following the scheduled program, Xu Xiangbei delivered a simple speech and announced the start of the anniversary celebration gala.
Xu Xiangbei arranged for Feng Chime’s electric guitar performance to be the opening act, the first performance.
The sharp, melodious, and stimulating electric guitar sound cut through the silence like endless flashes of lightning.
Then the drummer swung the sticks, striking deep and powerful beats that shook the heart.
Each beat felt like a knock on the heart, stirring emotions, and each high note of the electric guitar stimulated each nerve, followed by Feng Chime’s melancholic singing, like the celestial music, lingering without end, rising gracefully into the air.
Her voice mixed with the electric guitar’s electronic storm, causing the entire audience to stand up involuntarily, faces flushed with excitement, and wave their arms along with the music, swaying together, reaching the extreme high.
Feng Chime’s performance stirred up a storm of electronic sensations, modern and dynamic, while Xiao Lin’s guqin performance carried a quiet and ancient musical style.
It stimulated everyone’s nerves, immersing every audience member into the ocean of music, enjoying the tides of music as if pouring emotion and narration.
Her piano tones varied in pitch, speed, and intensity, seamlessly different, as her slender jade fingers gently moved under the light and shadow.
Sometimes the music sounded like mountains and streams, other times like furious ocean waves, fast like a thousand horses galloping, iron hooves clanging, quiet like flowers blooming, spring breeze brushing the face.
Xu Xiangbei was astonished, unable to shut his mouth, not expecting Xiao Lin’s guqin to be played so beautifully.
He felt like he had transcended time and space, arrived at a valley full of birds and flowers, cascading waterfalls, graceful and charming.
In an octagonal pavilion, Xiao Lin, dressed in an embroidered gold silk robe, appeared like a fairy descending to the mortal world, wearing a vibrant flower crown, playing and composing music.
The combination of motion and stillness gave this anniversary celebration a refreshingly unique feeling, to the extent that years later, it was still talked about with great interest.
Sister Qian even watched with tears in her eyes.
She hadn’t expected Xu Xiangbei’s first anniversary celebration to be so vibrant and colorful, not only with exhilarating music but also lively and intriguing magic performances, making her lose control of her emotions, shedding tears of happiness.
After the celebration ended, Xu Xiangbei returned to his office, picking up the Longjing Tea on his desk that hadn’t yet cooled.
There was a soft knock at the door, Xu Xiangbei’s thoughts stirred, hearing the faint breathing outside the door, knowing who it was, knowing that what had to come would come, he gently said, "Come in."
The office door creaked open, it was Feng Valley standing at the entrance, clad in a black trench coat, face pale, with slender and long fingers, ghostlike, as he walked into the office.
His eyes were as sharp as a knife, tightly staring at Xu Xiangbei.
His voice smooth and low, "Xu Xiangbei, look into my eyes, do you know how much you owe me? Tell me, quickly tell me."
Xu Xiangbei felt a dizzy spell, knowing Feng Valley wasn’t here to collect money, but to take lives, casting hypnosis directly on him.
Xu Xiangbei rapidly circulated Inner Strength within his body, contrary to the warning text message’s advice to avoid Feng Valley’s eyes, instead staring back at Feng Valley, gently smiling, "I will pay your appearance fee according to the contract; I don’t owe you anything, you instead owe me."
Feng Valley’s face changed drastically, his originally pale face became even paler, his eyes gleaming with a red light, as if exerting his whole strength, continuing, "Look into my eyes, listen to my voice, you are my slave, you must kneel before me."
Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei’s eyes appeared vacant, like a bewildered puppet, truly half-kneeling before Feng Valley.
A cold sneer crossed Feng Valley’s pallid face, "As expected, difficult to deal with, but even so, you can’t escape my Hypnosis Technique."
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor, Feng Chime rushed in, looking shocked at Xu Xiangbei, like a wooden figure, half-kneeling before Feng Valley.
Her face was full of anxious expression.
Feng Valley sneered, "What are you anxious about, the situation is already under my control, you don’t need to make a move."
Feng Chime’s thoughts raced, biting her bright red lips, "Big brother, can I ask you to let him go?"
Feng Valley didn’t seem surprised, coldly glaring at his sister Feng Chime, "You dare to plead for him? I already knew in Crown KTV, you intentionally disobeyed my order."
"He’s special, I felt it from the first moment I saw him, big brother, I beg you, let him go, when we see the Palace Master, we can say we didn’t find him."
Feng Valley’s expression became sharp, exasperated, "Shut up, that night, I almost hypnotized him, but you threw a cork that woke him, and backstage you didn’t kill him. You’ve helped him again and again, endangering yourself, endangering me, do you not know how strict the Sword Palace’s rules are? You’re ready to sacrifice us for a pretty face you barely know."
Feng Chime’s face turned resolute, blocking in front of Xu Xiangbei, "Brother, if you’re going to kill him, kill me first, I’m determined to help him. You can’t kill him."
Feng Valley was driven to madness with rage, "You dare."
Feng Valley waved his sleeve, a tremendous force like an avalanche, sent Feng Chime flying, crashing into a prop from the game.
Feng Chime’s mouth bled, her face white as a sheet, yet she bravely stood up from the ground, "No, you can’t kill him, I like him."
Feng Valley’s face turned fierce, his eyes flickering with a cruel glint, about to strike again, his hand raised high, about to hit Feng Chime’s soft, frail body.
Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei, half-kneeling on the ground, made a face at Feng Valley, "Mr. Feng Valley, how was my performance? Can I get the Best Performance Award?"
Feng Valley staggered backward a few steps, even Feng Chime was stunned in surprise, the brother and sister not believing that hypnotized Xu Xiangbei would wake from hypnosis on his own.
Feng Valley quickly realized, sneered, "You’re quite the actor, but no matter how well you act, it’s useless, because no matter how you perform, you’ll still be a dead man, and dead men don’t need acting skills."
Feng Chime offered a bitter smile, "Turns out you weren’t hypnotized by my brother, your act was convincing, you’re quite the peculiar one to resist my brother’s hypnosis."