"The street where the wind resides" was not well-known, and few people could resonate with it unless they could understand it.
But even so, I had not bragged about my ability.
The audience all voted for me.
I won. Just as the waiter asked if there was anyone else to challenge, the man in suit slowly raised his hand.
He smiled shyly and said: "I'd like to have a try."
Sure enough, I was right. He should be the owner of this coffee house. He was waiting for the final winner and then would perform himself.
I was not nervous at all. Even if I might lose, at least Gu Lanzhi was here.
I never doubted him in terms of piano.
I played another modern piano song, and the middle-aged man performed Chopin's Nocturno. I lost completely, and smiled helplessly at Gu Lanzhi, who came over and said: "I'd like to have a try."
Gu Lanzhi sat in front of the piano. He was wearing a black suit. Although his suit was not as formal as that of the middle-aged man, he still looked noble.