Chapter 32

How have you turned out after going to Paris?

Song Mo couldn't say.

Because no matter how he put it, it would sound like showing off.

How could he possibly say it?

That he performed a solo piano piece in Paris and shook the entire global piano world?

That upon his debut at the Paris Theater, he rose instantly to the level of a Grandmaster?

That his net worth skyrocketed, Liszt praised him endlessly, and every renowned pianist envied him for having such a disciple?

That he was now a superstar overseas, even hailed as the youngest Master in the music world and the future giant of global piano?

That the New York Times ran articles about him, the Paris Times lauded him, and foreign girls were utterly obsessed with him, even wanting to have a mixed-race baby with him?

Don't say it! Don't say anything!

Even without saying it, everyone thinks you're showing off! What if you actually spoke?

Song Wanrou skillfully bypassed the firewall, opened the foreign internet, and showed the reports to the two sisters.

The expressions of Xia Yu and Xia Rou.

As they browsed deeper, their expressions grew increasingly vivid.

Then, both turned their eyes squarely on Song Mo.

Song Mo was startled.

Because Xia Rou and Xia Yu's eyes looked like those of wolves, fierce and glowing green.

Xia Rou moved first, lunging straight for Song Mo's face, touching his cheek and saying:

"That doesn't make sense—this texture is clearly real flesh, not alien material!"

Xia Yu grabbed Song Mo's hand, exclaiming in shock: "Is this really the hand of a Piano Master? It's definitely not like a normal person's hand! So long, smooth, and incredibly tactile!"

Song Mo's face darkened; he yanked his hand away from Xia Yu and shoved Xia Rou aside.

Xia Rou had clearly been trying to take advantage, and, feeling guilty, dared not resist when pushed away.

Song Mo instructed:

"Xia Yu, edit this video, add some polish, then upload it to my account."

"Don't do anything else. When the doubts grow louder and international acclaim reaches home, even if Leng Wanqiu controls vast capital, she can't cover up the sky."

Xia Rou and Xia Yu nodded, understanding.

…

Xia Rou and Xia Yu returned to school.

Song Wanrou went to report the good news to Teacher Xia Shuqin.

Song Mo was alone at home,

then called his company's assistant.

He asked the assistant to find him the best boxing coach and a martial arts inheritor to train him in Combat and martial arts.

Although watching videos and reading books could still increase proficiency,

clearly, hands-on instruction paired with live sparring increased proficiency the fastest.

Song Mo resolved in his heart: he would train until he became a Master.

Even if enemies, driven to desperation, used low tactics against him—like kidnapping or assassination from his past life—

he could still save himself at the critical moment.

Besides…

He was even weaker than An Yinuo—utterly shameful!

Why did he think of that annoying person? Self-criticism!

…

Thanks to Leng Wanqiu's relentless smear campaign,

Song Mo's previous Kuaishou account had already amassed hundreds of thousands of followers.

Many were just passersby who, upon seeing Song Mo's piano videos, instantly became fans and followed him.

Although some left during the nationwide backlash, most remained rational.

Or rather, they didn't care.

More sensible netizens didn't judge the media's portrayal; they only cared whether they liked the piano performance video—or whether they were into Song Mo's looks.

They cared only about the value Song Mo brought them.

Thus, they still chose to follow Song Mo.

And under the nationwide backlash, the majority simply didn't know the truth but purely enjoyed the drama, promptly following to see what happened next.

So when Song Mo uploaded the video of his performance at the Paris Grand Theater, the online response was swift and extremely heated.

Despite being endlessly forwarded until it was "aged," the video spread across the internet at a terrifying pace, shocking countless netizens.

The comments under Song Mo's video were a frenzy.

CoconutTree: No way—this bullying jerk, you stinking bug, still dare post a new video? You really think no one knows your true face?

CupidArrow: No way—how much money have the anti-Song-Mo people been paid? Why are they still going on?

LoveRisesWithTheWind: Too many trolls—ignore them, just watch the video.

GreenMountainsAcrossTheRiver: Where is the blogger? Abroad? Looks so high-end and luxurious!

PigFarmer: Though I don't really understand, the piano playing is genuinely good, and seeing those foreigners' shocked expressions? So satisfying!

SunsetWest: To be fair—it's satisfying. Got me hyped.

…

About the viral video of Song Mo's performance in Paris.

A specialized blogger keenly sensed the business opportunity within it.

And some already knew the true value behind this video.

They immediately searched for information.

Preparing to explain Song Mo's video.

What does this video, which gave everyone a shocking experience, truly mean?

Don't search, and you won't know; search once, and you're stunned!

The internet exploded instantly.

There was an account called "Prince of the Sea Piano," a blogger with hundreds of thousands of followers, who recorded such a video.

The video began.

His expression was incredibly vivid, almost dazzling!

Standing before the camera, the blogger began his explanation.

"You may not know what Song Mo's video means."

"But I will tell you very directly."

"The latest video released by Song Mo means he is extremely, extremely, extremely awesome!"

"How awesome is he?"

"Next, look at a few photos."

Then, the blogger released several photos.

In order: Da Fenqi, Picasso, Michelangelo, Monet, Van Gogh…

Netizens weren't familiar with the images, but once they saw the text above them, they understood instantly!

Damn, aren't these all the legendary figures from textbooks?

How can Song Mo possibly be compared to them? On what grounds!

Netizens were all resentful.

We're all human—why are you hyping Song Mo so much? Are you sure you're not a troll?

That's exactly the effect they wanted!

The blogger then began his explanation.

"In this world, there exists a group of people who have reached the pinnacle of achievement in one field—we generally call them Masters."

"Now, look at another photo."

The blogger released a photo of Master Liszt.

And included a detailed introduction.

"Liszt is a world-renowned Master of the Piano; at the Paris Grand Theater, he publicly acknowledged Song Mo as his disciple, having received his true teachings, with piano skill already equal to his own."

"And such a Song Mo has, in fact, reached the level of a Master."

"He simply lacks the reputation accumulated by a Master."

"Most crucially!"

"Pay attention to Song Mo's age!"

"Nineteen years old!"

"He's too extraordinary to be described as human—he's practically a prodigy!"

(End of Chapter)