The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 649 Deaf to Music



The three-minute performance ended as abruptly as it began. The music ceased, and everyone was a mess of tears except Daniel, who continued to stand relaxed, hands in his pockets, cheerfully looking at Declan.

"Declan, your piano playing was decent, but you couldn't move me. So, it's clear you've lost this round," Daniel said with a grin.

Declan was both angry and frustrated. How could he, with all his skills and his signature piece, fail to move this country bumpkin?

Then it dawned on him. He understood why Daniel wasn't touched by his music-it wasn't that his piano skills fell short, but that Daniel simply didn't understand music at all.

"Country bumpkin, now I get it. You didn't cry because you can't appreciate the music. It's not that my playing wasn't good enough; you're just tone- deaf. Playing the piano for you is a waste!" Declan scoffed, rolling his eyes. "You can't grasp the emotions in my piece!"

A sudden thought struck Declan, prompting him to add quickly, "Even though I didn't move you to tears, many others here cried, proving my performance was a success. That means you've lost!"

"All these people cried? How many exactly? Why don't you count them? I bet after I play, there will be even more tears."

Daniel said casually, pointing to Beauty.

the very least, Beauty

very woman you're trying to propose to. So as America's top pianist, you have some work to do - back to

confident that no country hick can move more

tally made by the staff revealed that out of 118 attendees, 88 had been moved to tears by Declan's performance, leaving 30 dry-eyed-most of them were busy working and hadn't focused on the

the results displayed on the big screen and boasted, "Take a good look, country bumpkin. Do you really think you can beat me? What could

people be moved by my music than by yours, but you, Declan, will also be overwhelmed with emotion. And of course, my stunning goddess Beauty

finished speaking, Beauty rolled her

Deaf



ended as abruptly as it began. The music ceased, and everyone was a mess of tears except Daniel, who continued to stand relaxed, hands in

was decent, but you couldn't move me. So, it's clear

both angry and frustrated. How could he, with all his skills and his signature piece,

his music-it wasn't that his piano skills fell

the music. It's not that my playing wasn't good enough; you're just tone-

move you to tears, many others here cried, proving my performance was

you count them? I bet after I play,