Su Chen sheepishly touched his nose, indeed realizing that women are a species not easily provoked. He quickly begged for mercy:
"Not bad, not bad, really good!"
Lin Ruoxue heard that he was just glossing over and suddenly thought of his previous explanation about the positions inside the concert hall, her eyes lighting up:
"Then tell me, why is it 'not bad'? Explain seriously, no glossing over allowed!"
"Do I really need to say it?"
"You must say it!"
"Alright then, I'll just say a bit." Su Chen smiled lightly, "Sara's performance just now was definitely flawless in terms of technique, perhaps because she wanted to play it too well, it actually took on a bit of artisanship."
At first, Lin Ruoxue was just listening casually, but after Su Chen finished his sentence, her expression immediately became serious and she perked up her ears.
"However, the key issue is not there. In the 'Song of the Wanderer,' Sara's interpretation was sad, desolate, and sorrowful, but the true essence of the song is about indignation, grandeur, and poignancy. Sara's performance had too much of a woman's grievances and lacked the spirit of the Gypsies' unyielding wandering."
"Insightful!" Lin Ruoxue couldn't help exclaiming, Su Chen's explanation suddenly enlightened her, and she quickly asked, "Doesn't Sara know this? What should she do then?" Explore stories on M V L
"There's no way." Su Chen gave a wry smile; if there were a way, he would have already taught it to Sara. "At the end of the day, Sara's hand is that of a woman, her inherent temperament is painted on by God, that is her nature as a woman, unchangeable."
"So regarding this particular piece, her inherent temperament means she will never reach the highest Realm, it's just impossible."
Su Chen sighed, feeling a sense of regret.
Lin Ruoxue was by now stunned, just staring at Su Chen, suddenly feeling that this man was so familiar, yet so strange.
"Who are you really?"
For some reason, Lin Ruoxue blurted out the question.
"You're taking a few casual remarks seriously?" Su Chen lightly patted her shoulder, "Let's go."
Lin Ruoxue followed behind Su Chen, looking at him with complex emotions. She knew for sure that what he had just said was not careless talk; without sufficient depth, one simply couldn't make those remarks.
Looking at the man who was her husband in name, she found, more and more, that he was like a mystery. She suddenly felt an urge to understand him, something that would have been unthinkable before.
The female staffer felt no remorse, her face showing utter disgust as she looked at Su Chen dressed in his driver's uniform.
She thought: How dare someone like you come to Sara's concert? Can you even understand it? Pretending to be a big deal!
"She's right, this isn't a place for just any Tom, Dick, or Harry."
Just then, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed middle-aged woman emerged. Despite heavy makeup, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were still visible.
That was indeed Sara's manager, Julia, who patted the female staffer on the shoulder, "Good job."
The staffer instantly felt a tingling sensation of excitement: "Thank you for the praise, Miss Julia, I'm just doing my duty."
Julia nodded and then approached Su Chen, speaking coldly:
"Didn't I tell you to keep your distance from Sara? What are you doing here?"
"This is between Sara and me, it's not really your place to interfere," Su Chen replied indifferently, shrugging his shoulders without bothering to conceal his disdain.
"If you're going to be so obstinate, don't blame me for being rude," Julia's demeanor chilled as she called out to several security guards standing nearby, "Come here, throw this man out!"
The security guards, upon hearing the order, hurried over. Just as they were about to lay hands on Su Chen, a sharp cry rang out from inside.
"Stop!"
Immediately, a graceful figure rushed out lifting her skirts and ran straight into Su Chen's arms.
The security and the female staffer were taken aback, confused by the situation unfolding before them!
Sara, revered as the "Holy Goddess," was actually hurtling into the arms of a man who seemed to be just a driver. It was simply too unbelievable!
However, flames of anger shot from Julia's eyes, but she dared not be presumptuous in Sara's presence.
"Master, I've missed you so much!"
After a moment, Sara looked up at Su Chen and spoke, her eyes brimming with tenderness so dense it was nearly tangible.
"I've missed you too, little one," Su Chen said as he gently tousled Sara's blonde hair, his eyes full of adoration, "Let me take a good look at you. Indeed, look how you've grown into a young lady in just a few years."
Seeing her reminded Su Chen of the time he had met her in Africa, back when he was still the Chief Instructor of Huaxia's most secretive unit, the Eighth Brigade...