A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 500

A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 500

The moment Arielle sat down, the large screen on the stage lit up.

A sand painting tray and two white hands appeared on the screen.

A hand made the “OK” gesture, and Arielle knew that Trisha was ready.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and touched the first key on the piano.

Ting…

The sound carried both depth and an ethereal delight.

In his seat, an excited Steven clapped his hands and exclaimed, “This is the sound!”

Not many people have seen the Goddess of Hunting, but there were many recordings made. This sound is proof that this is indeed the real Goddess of Hunting! It can’t be wrong!

Wendy, who was by the stands, snorted.

So what if the sound of the piano is good? In the hands of a country girl, it is casting pearls before swine.

on the sand tray started to move. In a few strokes, a rich and vivid scene of

was taken

to sand painting was

danced elegantly over the keys to begin the first movement of In

with the sweet, mellifluous sound of the

hills and valleys, with the gentle breeze caressing their faces. It was like being carried away on a fluffy cloud where one could gaze in wonderment at

themselves closing their eyes and letting the music lead

transitioned to a deep and low cadence. It conjured up an image of

of the long winding river on the sand tray was swept away in a

was in action again. A full moon appeared and slowly revealed the world below. The music

was the end of the first

were wide open. She was made aware that Arielle’s performance had drawn her

couldn’t hide her dejection, and her face was a picture of

is not a new arrangement. This is the original score! How can it be? How is it that Arielle can play it? And to play it

changed from the quietly soothing to

tempo.

light chiffon dress. The lady had a crescent moon on her forehead, and she gave the illusion of a

playing picked up to an allegro. Faster and faster

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