Xiao Zhen was unable to control his sobbing.
"No... It's definitely not his music that's moving me, definitely not!"
Although he wouldn't admit it, the streaming tears betrayed him.
Tang Chan'er also had wet eyes.
"What... kind of masterpiece is this?"
Bei Xiyue wiped her tears and said in shock.
Not just them, but everyone in the restaurant listened intently, as if entranced.
They seemed to no longer belong to this world, but to the world of Ye Qingtian's music.
Boom!
Finally, the notes slowly came to a close.
The sound gradually faded, yet everyone in the restaurant was still savoring the recent beauty.
They closed their eyes, as if hoping they'd never awaken.
Seeing the scene silent, Ye Qingtian gave a wry smile, "I'm really sorry, it's my first time playing the cello, I didn't play well, I hope everyone can critique me heavily."
Ye Qingtian's words suddenly woke the audience from their trance.
Then, thunderous applause filled the restaurant.
The audience went wild!
