Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Finally, my gaze fell on the two pianos by the window.

One of them is a Yamaha CFX, all black with a glossy finish that reflects light like a mirror.

The other one is a Steinway D-274, also nine feet long, with elegant and smooth lines, exuding a calm and noble air.

Both of these are top-of-the-line models.

Lin Feng walked over and gently stroked the Steinway piano lid with his fingers, feeling its delicate texture.

A salesperson from the music store followed them up and, seeing that Lin Feng was looking at the two most expensive instruments, immediately began to enthusiastically introduce them to him.

"Sir, you have excellent taste. This Steinway D-274 is the best piano in our store. It is entirely handmade, with a rich and mellow tone and sensitive touch. Only a few dozen are produced worldwide each year."

The Yamaha CFX is also good; its tone is bright and clear, making it suitable for playing some modern pieces.

Both are top-of-the-line models.

With proper maintenance, it can easily last for fifty years without any problems, and its pitch and feel remain stable over a long period.

These are all well-established brands with over a century of history.

Lin Feng nodded, glanced at the price, and realized it wasn't cheap; Steinway cost $24.7.

Yamaha's piano costs $23.

I was just about to test the piano.

Sarah suddenly leaned closer, looking at Lin Feng with a sly smile and a mischievous glint in her eyes:

"Darling, would you mind playing a tune?"

I'll use it to test the sound and see if this instrument is worth the price.

Anna blinked, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Lin Feng with a smile, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes.

She crossed her arms, took a step back, and looked on as if she were watching a good show.

In their minds, Lin Feng had always been a mysterious and powerful figure.

The two women also wanted to see Lin Feng make a fool of himself; it would definitely be interesting.

In their hearts, they didn't believe that Lin Feng really had so many skills.

—Medicine, rap, basketball, football, photography, playing the piano, oil painting, traditional Chinese painting, racing, sculpting, woodworking, gambling, master thief…

How could a human do so many skills?

The key is that many of the skills involved have a high learning curve and cannot be learned overnight.

Even if you started learning from the womb, you couldn't learn this much.

They thought Lin Feng was probably just a piano enthusiast.

Lin Feng immediately understood their little scheme when he saw their expressions.

He found it amusing and couldn't help but tease, "What, you want to see me make a fool of myself?"

Sarah quickly waved her hand, but her face showed an undisguised smile:

"No, no, we just appreciate it."

I trust you, honey, everything will be fine!

She said she believed him, but her expression clearly showed she was looking forward to Lin Feng making a fool of himself.

Lin Feng shrugged and sighed innocently, "Sigh, nobody believes the truth."

Without saying a word, he walked straight to the Steinway D-274, pulled out the piano stool, and sat down.

Long, slender fingers gently rested on the piano keys, feeling the delicate touch.

He turned to the two women and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

Anna and Sarah exchanged a glance and said in unison, "We'll play what you're best at."

"Let's make it simple then." Lin Feng thought for a moment, "How about 'Canon'?"

"After all, it's quite famous; you've all probably heard of it."

"OK, darling, we're waiting." Anna crossed her arms, a smile of anticipation playing on her lips.

Looking at the two women's expressions, Lin Feng said, "I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, because I really will."

He didn't waste any more words and paused for a moment to think.

Canon is a world-famous piece of music that frequently appears in movies and TV shows.

Lin Feng's most vivid memory of Canon comes from a scene in the Korean movie "My Sassy Girl":

The female lead played Canon in the concert hall, the piano music flowing like a spring, and everyone in the audience was captivated.

After a moment, Lin Feng gently raised his hands, his fingertips landing on the black and white piano keys.

The first note rang out.

The voice was clear and bright.

Then, the melody flowed out like a stream, soothing and warm, carrying an indescribable emotion.

Lin Feng's fingers danced across the piano keys with unhurried movements, each note precise and full.

Like two people having a quiet conversation in the twilight.

Anna and Sarah's eyes widened.

The two girls had learned piano when they were young, but it was just an extracurricular activity. They abandoned it after a few years and did not pursue it further.

Although their skills aren't great, they do have an appreciation for art.

But to their utter surprise, Lin Feng actually knew how to play, and played it so well.

The melody carried an indescribable quality; it wasn't a mechanical, methodical performance, but a truly emotional and soulful interpretation.

With Zhao Tianlai's insights into the art of the piano, Lin Feng naturally felt something when playing the piano.

Although the ways of expression in Chinese and Western music differ, all techniques ultimately lead to the same goal: the essence of any music is the expression of emotion.

All in all.

The sound of the piano echoed on the second floor, melodious and lingering.

The sales staff who were busy in the music store stopped what they were doing and started listening intently.

Even the owner of the music store, a white man in his fifties, couldn't help but go up to the second floor after hearing the music, and stood at the top of the stairs to listen quietly.

He closed his eyes, looking completely relaxed.

As the music ended, the last note slowly dissipated into the air.

The second floor of the music store was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was still immersed in the lingering sound and hadn't come back to their senses for a long time.

A moment later, applause suddenly erupted.

Whether it was the sales staff or the boss, whether it was Salad or Anna, they all spontaneously applauded.

"You're so good at this!" Anna exclaimed with delight.

"Honey, you're amazing!"

Sarah's eyes were filled with surprise and her admiration was palpable. She covered her mouth with her hands, her emotions running high.

Anna stared at Lin Feng in shock, covering her mouth with her hands in disbelief.

She never expected that this man could actually play the piano, and play it so well.

This level is definitely at a performance level.

Judging from her limited musical knowledge, not a single note was wrong. With just this one piece, "Canon," Lin Feng could hold his own solo concert after attending a few concerts.

Lin Feng didn't feel anything particularly special.

For a dignified Qi Refining Ancestor to play the tricks of mortals is a piece of cake.

The boss then walked over, his expression changing from ecstasy to enthusiasm, even a hint of excitement.

He extended his hand. "Sir, you played so well. I've been running a music store for over twenty years and have seen many pianists come here, some to buy instruments, some to try out instruments, but I've never seen anyone play as well as you."

"Anyone interested in playing the piano here? Salary is negotiable."

Lin Feng stood up, smiled politely, and didn't respond to the conversation. He glanced at the two pianos and said directly, "I'll take both of them, this Steinway and that Yamaha."

How much is it in total?