Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?

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Zhang Jingdong immediately said, "Alright, since that's the case, I'll guide you in playing the piano now."As he spoke, he got up and went to the piano stand.

Yuan Mei paused for a moment, then also approached.

Zhang Jingdong sat down directly and saw Yuan Mei was about to move a chair, casually saying, "Why are you moving a chair?"

Yuan Mei was a bit stunned at first, then she turned her head back, "To sit next to you."

"With your current level, your technique in various aspects is actually fine; the only thing you need to improve on is the mood."

"So this time, it's not me playing while you watch, but you play while I listen carefully, and then I'll help you find that beautiful mood."

At this point, Zhang Jingdong directly pointed to his right leg, "For convenience, sit here."

"This..." Yuan Mei was instantly both shy and startled, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, I am sure."

"But wouldn't this be too frivolous... disrespectful?"

"Yuan Mei, you don't understand. In fact, there's no distinction between elegance and vulgarity in everything in the world. To truly experience the mood, you have to let go of all constraints and societal views, only leaving the person, the instrument, and the heart."

"In fact, playing music, chess, calligraphy, and painting are just ways for people to express their emotions. They are lifeless themselves. It's we who inject various emotions into them—joy, sadness, lament—resulting in famous paintings, calligraphy, and music pieces."

"Why did Yan Zhenqing's 'Memorial for Nephew' become a masterpiece through the ages? Isn't it because it contains his infinite sorrow?"

"Similarly, do you know why your techniques in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting are so superb, but you haven't made progress for many years? It's because your works lack emotion."

"You've been isolated from the world for so many years, indifferent to joy and sorrow. While this allowed you to focus on learning and master techniques, it also means you've never reached the highest realm due to the absence of emotions."

Seeing that Yuan Mei was clearly intrigued, Zhang Jingdong continued, "Now that you've finally met me, the benefactor sent to your side by heaven, you must seize the chance and actively find all kinds of emotions in me, understand?"

Though Yuan Mei felt something was off, she knew he made a lot of sense.

She nodded in deep agreement, "...Alright, I'll listen to you."

Zhang Jingdong suppressed a laugh, "Then come over quickly."

Yuan Mei took a quiet breath, then approached and obediently sat down.

At close range, Zhang Jingdong noticed how Yuan Mei's face became even more radiant from embarrassment, then suddenly took a deep breath of her scent.

"Tsk tsk, I originally thought your fragrance was because of perfume, but it turns out to be your natural scent!"

Yuan Mei was visibly shocked by Zhang Jingdong's audacity, her face turning completely red in an instant.

"You... you're so annoying!"

Zhang Jingdong laughed heartily and took another deep breath.

"It really is fragrant. I'm not exaggerating at all. Are you a descendant of the fragrant concubine?"

Yuan Mei glared at Zhang Jingdong in exasperation, "No, I... it's not natural scent; it's because I love taking baths and use some herbs."

"After a while, the scent just stays on my body."

Zhang Jingdong seemed to have a sudden realization, "Oh, so that's how it is. In that case, I'll join you next time for a bath to get some of that fragrance too."

"Why do you need fragrance? To chase other women?"

Zhang Jingdong chuckled, "Your jealousy came too suddenly. I wasn't prepared at all."

"Who says making myself fragrant is just to chase women? Can't it be so when I'm with you, I don't become a hindrance and make the atmosphere more pleasant?"

"Tsk... fine."

Zhang Jingdong took the chance to say, "See, now you seem much more lively. Come, with this little bit of jealousy and grievance, play 'Han Palace Autumn Moon.'

Yuan Mei pouted, "...Alright."

She swiftly prepared and then started playing.

When she was halfway through, Zhang Jingdong quietly remarked, "See, with emotions, the music you play immediately reaches a whole new level."

Yuan Mei actually felt the same, so she played even more intently.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingdong stealthily activated his right hand into auto-pilot mode.

At first, Yuan Mei, utterly immersed in her playing, didn't notice this at all.

But as Zhang Jingdong grew more audacious and his right hand eventually disappeared from the surface, she finally noticed.

She held back for two more minutes, but eventually couldn't stand it and hurriedly stopped Zhang Jingdong's naughty hand.

"What are you doing? I'm... I'm playing the piano!"

Zhang Jingdong immediately acted serious, "This is the second thing I want to teach you today: when playing the piano, you must be incredibly focused. Only by achieving a state where you forget both yourself and the external world can you possibly capture the supreme realm of the music."

"You must know, even the top masters might not find that supreme realm every time they play."

"It's only with a sincere heart and excellent concentration that you might capture it once or twice."

"And your focus level is still lacking, so you must continue to practice diligently."

Though Yuan Mei still felt something was amiss with Zhang Jingdong's words, his Oscar-worthy acting convinced her to nod in acknowledgment, "...Alright, I'll... I'll keep trying."

Zhang Jingdong instantly slipped into strict-teacher mode, "Let's go with this piece again!"