Imperial Music Hall was witnessing an unprecedented spectacle.

The main floor concert hall, capable of holding ten thousand people, was empty; instead, it was the tiny hall on the top floor that was packed, layer upon layer, with people.

Moreover, the crowd was desperately pushing from the main floor to the top floor.

Qin Wenrou kept playing with a sinking feeling; her best performance style hadn’t even come out yet, what if everyone left?

She gritted her teeth and lifted her leg.

Her short skirt flipped up instantly.

As expected, a wave of gasp erupted from the audience:

"Ah— did that girl on stage just flash us... was it intentional?"

"No kidding, lifting that high, if not intentional, was she cramping?"

"Wow, what’s she trying to do?"

"Is she here to play piano or sell something?"

Though the comments weren’t friendly, at least they caught everyone’s attention, didn’t they?

Qin Wenrou took a deep breath, pushed backward, and the piano bench slid back a little with her.

She then lifted her other leg as well.

A pair of high heels rested on the piano keys.

Then, with the thin heels of her high heels, she started hitting the keys hard while her body swayed, her arms and legs dancing wildly.

A strange, tight rhythm spread through the music hall.

The audience below was stunned.

Even those who had just stepped out paused to witness this unheard-of spectacle.

After a while, someone finally commented:

"Holy crap, is she playing the piano with her feet?"

"I thought she was going to show off her underwear brand, turns out she really is playing the piano..."

"This way of playing is just too, too, too..."

There simply wasn’t a word to accurately describe this indescribable feeling.

On stage, Qin Wenrou saw everyone finally stopping in their tracks, her spirits soaring, feeling that her life’s highlight moment had finally come.

She played even harder, following Duanmu Heiying’s guidance, continuously striking the piano keys with her high heels.

The originally soothing melody was forcibly turned into a sharp, struggling roar, making people’s hearts tremble.

"What on earth is this..."

The audience got goosebumps.

The journalists invited by Mrs. Qin hadn’t left either and couldn’t help but ask, "I’ve never seen someone play piano like this, putting feet on the keys like this—is it really okay? How do I even write this article?"

Mrs. Qin couldn’t respond. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

In fact, she also felt quite uncomfortable listening to it.

But Mr. Duanmu had said this was avant-garde music, innovative fingering, not to be judged by mundane standards.

She looked at Duanmu Heiying for help.

Duanmu Heiying looked at Qin Wenrou with satisfaction, then said to the journalist, "It’s because no one else plays like this that the first person to do it is called an innovator. This is the Duanmu Orchestra’s latest pioneering work, interpreting the most passionate melody with the tiptoes, one-of-a-kind in the world, so go ahead and write it boldly. You should feel honored; reporting on our creative endeavor makes you the first to break the exclusive headline."

The journalist thought for a moment; anyway, he was getting paid, so might as well bear the discomfort and write them a promotional piece.

After all, bragging costs nothing.

"Alright, I’ll finish the article and send it to the press later." The journalist hurriedly pounded away at the article.

Mrs. Qin: "No rush, the concert still has another hour, and there’s plenty more spectacular performances you can include."