newbobooks Chapter 332 Xiao An'an Displays Amazing Musical Talent
Chapter 332 Xiao An'an Displays Amazing Musical Talent
At that moment, all the camera lenses simultaneously completed a panoramic zoom-in.
In the high-definition close-up, a chubby little hand, no wider than two adult fingers, is suspended above the black and white piano keys.
"Dad, look at my little brother!"
Nuonuo excitedly tugged at the hem of Lin Zhou's suit jacket, her little face flushed red with excitement.
Su Qingge also held her breath, her peach blossom eyes flashing with disbelief.
She stared intently into her son's clear, bright eyes.
Lin An didn't look at the keyboard.
He instinctively tilted his head back, as if listening to the echo of that sound.
Then, the chubby index finger fell again.
"bite."
The clear, melodious sound of the piano echoed in the living room of the seaside villa.
This time, he didn't pause for long.
The middle finger falls down, followed by the deflection of the thumb.
Do, Mi, Sol.
A near-perfect C major triad arpeggio.
Although his playing was a bit clumsy because his fingers weren't long enough.
But that unhurried rhythm exudes a kind of unsettling harmony.
This is definitely not the kind of noise a baby could make by randomly smashing a piano.
He was controlling the intensity.
He was looking for the correct pitch.
This completely defies common sense about the physiological development of human infants!
Behind the monitor, Mr. Zhao, the music director hired by the production team at a high salary, flipped his coffee cup over.
The scalding liquid splashed onto his trouser leg, but he remained completely oblivious, like a wooden statue.
"Cut the camera! Quickly, give him a close-up of his hands!"
Teacher Zhao snatched the walkie-talkie from Director Hong's hand, her voice hoarse and distorted.
"This is impossible! This violates medical principles!"
Director Hong was startled by his ghostly appearance.
"Old Zhao, don't get agitated. It was just a few random notes. It's probably just a coincidence."
"Coincidence my foot!"
Teacher Zhao was so anxious that he swore.
"A six-month-old baby's hand nerves and muscles are not fully developed, and they even have difficulty grasping a bottle."
"But he didn't use his palm to pat it!"
"He's touching the keys with his fingertips, and the fingertips are supported by knuckles!"
Teacher Zhao's hands were trembling as she pointed to the close-up footage playing on the screen.
"And the pauses between notes."
"He waited for the overtone of the previous note to finish before pressing the second key."
"That's perfect pitch! This kid was born with an innate talent for music theory!"
In the villa's living room, Su Qingge, who was also knowledgeable in the field, was completely stunned.
She covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears.
As a top diva in the Chinese music scene, she understands better than anyone what this talent means.
What others struggle to reach after ten years of hard work, this little guy was already standing inside the threshold right after he was born.
"Lin Zhou..."
Su Qingge turned her head, her voice filled with barely concealed excitement.
"An'an... he really understood my song."
Lin Zhou strolled over with one hand in his pocket and a leisurely gait.
He looked at his wife's tearful joy and a hint of doting in his eyes.
But the expression on his face was so arrogant that it was outrageous.
"That's natural."
Lin Zhou walked to the piano bench and scooped Xiao An'an into his arms.
He lifted his son high and gave the camera a smug, almost obnoxious smile.
"Don't you even know whose child this is?"
"With my genes, Lin Zhou's, combined with your musical talent, Su Qingge, how could our offspring be anything but an ordinary person?"
"If this kid doesn't win a Grammy when he grows up, I'll break his legs."
After a brief pause, the live stream chat exploded with unprecedented volume.
"Holy crap! Was that a triad? A six-month-old playing chords?"
"A genius has been born! This is absolutely divine intervention!"
"President Lin's attitude is absolutely outrageous; he has 'My son is the best in the world' written all over his face."
"Su Shen is in charge of producing prodigies, and President Lin is in charge of filling the big cups. The division of labor is clear."
Xiao An'an was being held in mid-air by her father, seemingly very unhappy about being away from the piano.
He waved his short legs and hummed in protest twice.
Then, with perfect accuracy, she reached out and grabbed Lin Zhou's meticulously styled hair.
He pulled hard.
"Hey! You little rascal, you've really gone too far!"
Lin Zhou winced in pain and quickly put his son down, his previous domineering CEO persona shattering completely.
Nuonuo laughed so hard she almost fell over.
"Dad, you're such an idiot! Your little brother thinks you're bragging!"
The sounds of the family of four playing and laughing were broadcast to every household through the microphone.
The contrast between this top tycoon being criticized by his daughter and having his hair pulled by his son at home is so compelling that viewers can't stop watching.
The ratings for "The Happiness Trio" reached legendary status at this moment.
Time flies, and the filming period on the island came to an end in the blink of an eye.
Lin Zhou's impressive wilderness survival skills and his unwavering protectiveness towards his wife and children, as demonstrated on the show, earned him a huge following.
Xiao An'an's piano talent dominated the trending topics for a whole week.
In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed like a fleeting moment.
When the first snow fell in the capital, the Lin family was about to experience a momentous event.
The first birthday banquet for Lin An, the young master of the Lin family's crown prince.
The scale of this banquet completely shattered the expectations of high society.
Even the heads of those reclusive families from abroad personally chartered planes to rush to the scene.
The highlight of the entire first birthday banquet was, of course, the traditional "grasping ceremony".
The heating was on full blast in the main hall of Xishan Manor.
A huge, bright red velvet carpet, taking up half the living room, was laid on the gleaming marble floor.
In the center of the carpet, dozens of items were displayed in a dazzling array.
Lin Zhou, sleeves rolled up, was enthusiastically setting up the venue himself.
Su Qingge, dressed in warm loungewear, stood to the side looking at the things on the carpet, feeling a splitting headache.
She rubbed her temples and couldn't help but speak up.
"Lin Zhou, are you sure this is for a one-year-old baby's first birthday celebration?"
Lin Zhou didn't even look up; he was fiddling with an object in his hand.
"Of course, these are all handpicked by me, and each one is top-notch."
Su Qingge took a deep breath and pointed to the square on the far left of the carpet.
"That stone carved with nine dragons coiled around it, if I'm not mistaken, is it a replica of the Imperial Seal of the Tang Dynasty?"
"What counterfeit?"
Lin Zhou snorted coldly, his tone nonchalant.
"That's the real thing. I bought it from an overseas auction last month for eight billion."
Su Qingge felt a sudden darkness engulf her vision.
She resisted the urge to kick Lin Zhou out, and moved her finger to the thing in the middle that was gleaming with a cold light.
"Alright, forget about the imperial seal. But what about that sword?"
"That's a Ming Dynasty imperial sword that's been sharpened! Aren't you afraid he'll hurt his hand?"
Lin Zhou patted the dust off his hands with satisfaction and stood up.
"Boys should have guts in their bones."
"If he dares to take that sword, it means he will be a decisive and ruthless person in the future. I feel at ease leaving the Lin family to him."
Su Qingge laughed in anger.
She crouched down and picked up a black card from the corner.
"Fine, that's what you call 'courage'. So, is this unlimited, billion-dollar black card from a Swiss bank also a way to cultivate courage?"
That's the source of their confidence.
Lin Zhou walked to his wife's side and put his arm around her shoulder.
"Money may seem vulgar, but you absolutely can't live without it."
"If he catches the card, he'll be a born financial tycoon, just like me."
Old Chen and the group of Lin family bodyguards who were watching from the side all lowered their heads and suppressed their laughter.
This isn't a traditional baby's first birthday celebration for the young master; it's clearly a display of the Lin family's unfathomable wealth.
Nuonuo, wearing a thick down jacket, rolled over like a little ball.
She clutched a somewhat worn-out rag doll tightly in her hand; it was her favorite toy when she was a child.
"Dad, I want to put it down too!"
Nuonuo carefully placed the rag doll among the pile of priceless antiques.
"If my little brother takes my doll, he'll have to listen to me and be my little follower from now on!"
Lin Zhou laughed heartily and rubbed his daughter's head.
"Okay, whatever you say. If he wins the prize, you get to choose the snacks at home first from now on."
Su Qingge sighed helplessly as she watched the foolish father and daughter.
She turned around and took today's main character from the nanny's arms.
Lin An, who has just turned one year old, has already grown into a beautiful baby with delicate features.
Those eyes were dark and bright, revealing a cleverness beyond their years.
He was wearing a custom-made red Tang suit, which made his fair skin stand out.
"An'an, go ahead."
Su Qingge kissed her son on the cheek and gently placed him at the edge of the red carpet.
"Go see what you like, take whatever you want."
Lin Quan surveyed the area but did not take immediate action.
He first looked back at his mother, then at Lin Zhou, whose face was full of expectation.
The little guy smacked his lips, seemingly pondering some strategy.
The hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and everyone's eyes were focused on the one-year-old baby.
Lin An finally moved.
He braced himself on the ground with both hands and feet, and quickly crawled towards the center of the carpet.
Lin Zhou clenched his fists instinctively, silently shouting in his heart.
"Grab the sword! Son, grab that precious sword!"
Su Qingge hoped he would grab a safety charm or a book, for a simple and peaceful life is the best.
Lin An climbed up to the pile of treasures and stopped.
He stretched out his chubby little hand and circled it over a pile of antiques and black cards.
At last.
His fingers avoided the Tang Dynasty jade seal.
They bypassed the imperial edict.
He didn't even touch the black card that symbolized endless wealth.
He grabbed the inconspicuous object in the corner.
After Su Qingge saw what it was, her expression immediately became somewhat strange.
Lin Zhou's expectant smile instantly froze on his face.
"Lin Zhou".
Su Qingge turned her head and looked at her husband with a half-smile.
"Could you explain this?"
"That limited edition Playboy magazine with bikini-clad women on the cover."
"Who sneaked in?"