It was an old, dark yellow piano. It looked like it had been around for some time, and the paint on some of the keys had peeled off, exposing the wood inside.

This piano must have been specially placed by the store for passers-by to play.

When they saw the piano, a little boy of about ten years old was sitting on a stool, playing "Für Elise".

The little boy played well, at least Yu Dong thought it was pretty good.

In addition to Yu Dong and the others, there were other people watching. It was obvious that they also thought the little boy played well.

When the little boy finished playing the song, the onlookers applauded one after another. The boy bent down to say hello. Someone asked him to play another song, but he shook his head and left.

Seeing that there was no performance, other people also wanted to leave.

Cheng Yanqiu stared at the piano for a while, then said to Yu Dong, "I'm going to feel this piano", and then ran to sit down.

Yu Dong looked at Cheng Yanqiu with some surprise, but he did not expect that she would take the initiative. Cheng Yanqiu is not a pushy person, so he probably did become interested in this piano.

The onlookers who were about to leave just now stopped when they saw someone else sitting over, wanting to see if there was another exciting performance.

After Cheng Yanqiu sat down, he took a breath first, and then moved directly to the piano without any probing.

As soon as it came up, it was very fast - from Yu Dong's perspective, he couldn't see anything except fast.

The notes are very dense, and they are getting denser and more powerful.

Even people who don't know how to do it can feel it's powerful.

Yu Dong heard a low voice coming from around him, and the voice was full of surprise, all kinds of surprises, including the surprise of the elderly, the surprise of the children, the surprise of the men, the surprise of the women, everyone's surprise.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The little boy who left just now after playing also came back. He didn't make any sound, just stared blankly at the dancing fingers on the keys.

This piece of music was difficult at the beginning, and even harder in the middle. Yu Dong felt that even if he pressed randomly, he would never be able to reach this speed.

After about three or four minutes of violent storm, Cheng Yanqiu's performance ended, and warm applause broke out from the surroundings.

Yu Dong vaguely heard someone say that this must be a professional pianist.

Facing the applause, Cheng Yanqiu bent down to express his thanks, and then pulled Yu Dong to leave. The little boy just now ran over, "Madam, are you a professional pianist?"

Cheng Yanqiu smiled and said, "I am a vocal teacher."

"Vocal music?" The little boy scratched his head, "Isn't he a piano teacher?"

"No, but I used to major in piano."

"So that's it, are you Korean?"

"I am Chinese."

Hearing that Cheng Yanqiu was Chinese, the little boy was obviously a little surprised. After a pause, he said, "Can you teach me how to play the piano? None of my teachers are as good as you."

Cheng Yanqiu shook his head and said, "I'm just here to travel with my husband. I'm afraid I can't teach you."

"Your husband?" The little boy looked at Yu Dong and then said, "I am very rich and can give you a lot of money."

Upon hearing this, the couple both laughed.

Seeing them smiling, the little boy frowned and said, "I'm really rich."

"We believe you are rich, but it has nothing to do with money. We will only stay here for a short time and then return to China." Cheng Yanqiu smiled.

"Okay." The little boy said regretfully, "Can I know your name?"

"Of course, my name is Cheng Yanqiu."

"Qia Yingqie..." the little boy muttered and introduced himself, "My name is Jessica Johnson."

What? Jessica?

Yu Dong suddenly realized that he was wrong. The person in front of him was probably not a boy, but a girl. The key was that the child was wearing a black suit, had short hair, parted crookedly, and his hair was combed oilily. He looked like a boy.

Cheng Yanqiu was also a little surprised. He probably mistakenly thought the other party was a boy before.

Of course, it's also possible that the other person is really a boy, but just named a girl. It's normal for a child of this age to have difficulty distinguishing between male and female.

After agreeing on their names, Yu Dong and Cheng Yanqiu said goodbye to Jessica. From beginning to end, Jessica did not ask Yu Dong's name, probably because she was not interested in him.

After walking for a while, Yu Dong asked Cheng Yanqiu, "What was the name of the song you just played?"

"Liszt's "The Bell."

"Oh, no wonder, I heard the sound of bells from the sound of the piano." Yu Dong said pretendingly.

Cheng Yanqiu rolled her eyes at him, "You only heard the sound of a bell when you heard it was called "Bell"."

"Hey, they're all the same." Yu Dong laughed and asked, "Why are you playing this song?"

Cheng Yanqiu smiled slyly, "Because when this song is played, it will make people feel very powerful."

Yu Dongshen nodded with approval, "Indeed, it's very impressive."

…

The day's tour ended quickly. After returning to the hotel, Jimmy came over and discussed with Yu Dong details such as what to wear to the ceremony tomorrow and whether to wear makeup or not.

Finally, I ordered a decent suit, so I didn’t need to wear makeup.

On the afternoon of the next day, Yu Dong and Spielberg's car arrived at the entrance of the Holy Auditorium. The road in front of the door was already crowded with cars, and people got out of the car one after another. As soon as the celebrities came out, the reporters were waiting with their flashlights.

The same thing happened after Yu Dong and others got off the bus, but Yu Dong deliberately walked in the back, far away from the reporters.

The red carpet was L-shaped and not very long. It was filled with celebrities and other film industry personnel. Today's red carpets are not as gorgeous as those of later generations. They are just ordinary and have very few links.

Because the red carpet is very crowded, there are almost no female celebrities wearing dresses with tails. Most of them focus on the chest area, with each one revealing more than the other.

With so many celebrities crowded together on one street, Yu Dong naturally didn't attract much attention. He looked back at Spielberg who was chatting with someone, and instead of waiting for him, he quickened his pace and moved forward against the low wall inside.

Walk.

On the way, Yu Dong met Morgan Freeman and Tom Hanks, who were competing for Best Actor, and Jessica Langton and Jodie Foster, who were competing for Best Actress.

In addition to these few, Yu Dong also met someone he knew, Quentin Tarantino, who is familiar with Chinese culture. His pure pronunciation and powerful "awesome" sentence left Yu Dong fresh in his memory.

Just when Yu Dong stopped and was about to see who else he knew, he suddenly heard a call from above his head: "YU, YU!"

Yu Dong looked up and saw a man standing on the wall calling him.

The low wall behind him is actually a slope with a walkway above it, filled with spectators who come to join in the fun.

Yu Dong didn't expect that anyone would recognize him.

He is different from those celebrities. He has never appeared on TV or taken any photos, so not many people in the United States know his appearance. But just because there are not many does not mean that there are none. When he held a book signing in New York before,

Thousands of readers have met him.

Now that he was recognized, he waved to him openly.

It didn't matter what he waved. Many readers around him heard it was YU and started shouting "YU, YU".

Although there were not many people, they shouted very vigorously. They probably thought that no one recognized Yu Dong, so they shouted louder to attract others' attention.

Don't tell me, such a shout was really effective. Many celebrities on the red carpet turned to look at Yu Dong, and some reporters also pointed their cameras at him.

Quentin, who was not far from Yudong, was the first to run over, "Hello YU, I am Quentin Tarantino."

The surroundings were chaotic, and Quentin deliberately increased the volume and got very close, causing Yu Dong's eardrums to hurt.

"Hello." Yu Dong shook hands with Quentin.

"I love so much……"

As soon as Quentin said something, several reporters shouted in this direction: "Quentin, Quentin, YU, YU."

When he heard the reporters shouting, Quentin simply took Yu Dong's arm and said, "YU, let's go over and take pictures first."

Most people wouldn't be so familiar with Yu Dong the first time they meet, let alone hold someone's arm like this. But it's just not familiar, otherwise Quentin would be able to hold Yu Dong's neck and get him over.

Yu Dong followed and took a few photos. Some reporters wanted to ask questions, but Quentin and Yu Dong ignored them and continued walking forward.

After walking to a relatively small place, Quentin spoke again, "YU, I like your novels very much. Of course, I have only read two of them. One is "The Second World" because I saw it in the movie. The other one is

It was "Fatal Identity". I happened to see it in a bookstore, so I bought a copy. What I didn't expect was that I actually liked "Fatal Identity" more."

Yu Dong nodded. He was not surprised at all that Quentin preferred "Fatal Identity". Most of his movies were crime thrillers and not suitable for children.

"But, I don't understand one thing, why don't you add some kung fu elements to the novel? When I read the novel, I was always looking forward to the fighting plot, but unfortunately, I didn't get it." Quentin asked.

Yu Dong smiled and explained, "Because I'm not good at it."

It's not just that he's not good at it, he actually doesn't think it would be better to add a fighting plot to "Fatal Identity".

Quentin murmured, "If it is made into a movie, I think it would be better to add some fighting scenes. For example, when the last one and six are killed by five, it can be designed to be more complicated... Although it is strange for teachers and students to know martial arts, but

Aren’t those all the fantasy personalities of the protagonists? Adding a little absurd plot will have a miraculous effect.”

It is worth mentioning that when "Fatal Identity" was translated into English, Jimmy proposed an idea, which was to change the background of the novel to the United States and then make some changes to the plot.

In fact, the plot does not need to be changed too much, because there are relatively few Chinese symbols in "Fatal Identity". The reason why Jimmy made this suggestion is because he feels that the homophonic names of the names used in the novel will not be readable by non-Chinese-speaking readers.

Understand.

If it could be changed to an American background, the characters could be named after the ancient Roman gods from Monday to Sunday, which would make it easier for non-Chinese readers to understand.

But in the end I didn't do that, and instead made notes at the end of the book.
To be continued...