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In early December in Country D, the temperature had dropped sharply, the wind was bitingly cold, and the whole country seemed to be shrouded in a severe winter.

When Chu Jun set foot on this land, a heavy snow had just fallen from the sky.

Snowflakes fell from the sky like countless ethereal feathers, blanketing the ground and adorning the entire city in a pristine white. Buildings lining the streets were draped in a coat of white, while glittering icicles clung to windows, creating a beautiful painting of ice and snow. The branches of trees were covered in shimmering ice crystals, creating a gentle tinkling sound in the breeze, as if playing a winter melody.

There is a fresh chill in the air, which makes people take a deep breath and feel this unique winter atmosphere.

Chu Jun stood in the snow, and there was a crackling sound under his feet, as if telling the silence and beauty of this season.

He reached out to catch a snowflake, watching it melt in his palm. He exhaled, watching the mist disappear into the air, then turned and got into the car Mo Heng had prepared for him.

In a few days, this seemingly ordinary town will host a world-renowned international piano competition, arguably the world's top piano event. Pianists from all over the world will gather here to compete for the trophy that symbolizes the highest honor.

Chu Jun is already 15 years old this year and is already qualified to participate in higher-level competitions. This means he will face more competitors and the difficulty of the competition will increase exponentially.

After all, his opponents may be senior predecessors who have been immersed in the field of piano playing for twenty or thirty years.

Furthermore, the challenges faced by pianists in the competition go beyond simply demonstrating their playing skills. More importantly, they need to demonstrate a deep understanding of the repertoire and unique expression.

Performers must be able to transform their understanding of music into emotional expression, so that the audience and judges will be deeply moved while listening.

This is an extremely mysterious art. It is not only about the display of skills, but also about the transmission of emotions and communication of the soul.

Even Chu Jun didn't dare to relax at all.

I left school half a month early just to attend a performance by a famous pianist, hoping to gain inspiration from it in preparation for this competition.

When leaving City B that day, Mo Heng rarely stopped crying. He just held his hand and said to him, "Good luck in the competition."

It seems that it is going to snow again in the town today, and the sunlight has become a little dazzling.

Chu Jun dressed up and took a car to the largest concert hall in town.

There were many contestants, and Chu Yun was ranked at the back, so he would probably have to wait for several hours.

The songs on stage may be happy or sad, fast or slow, but no two are exactly the same.

There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand people. What Chu Yun has to do on the stage is to play "Hamlet" into the hearts of all judges and audiences.

The hour hand passed a few ticks and it would soon be my turn.

In order to relieve the tension, Chu Jun went to the stairwell, hoping that the quiet atmosphere there would help him calm down.

[Ding! The detection target is approaching, the pollution value is 10%.]

Chu Jun didn't move at all. He stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking up through the small window at the falling snow outside.

Then, I was embraced by a warm embrace from behind.

Chu Jun did not push the person away, but instead reached out and covered the hand on his chest.

"How did my brother know it was me?"

Mo Heng's voice sounded somewhat lost. He stood on a step higher than Chu Jun, looking down at the person in his arms.

"I've smelled it a long time ago. Look, it's all over the stairwell." Chu Jun raised his head, leaned on Mo Heng, and teased.

Mo Heng sniffed the air in confusion, but didn't smell anything. Instead, the fragrance of his brother was stronger.

Chu Jun was amused by Mo Heng's silly look and laughed: "Why are you like a puppy?"

Mo Heng didn't reply, but instead gently pressed his head against Chu Yun's, hugging her tighter without damaging her hairstyle. He was more like a golden retriever tugging at its owner.

"Why is Xiaoheng here? Are you skipping classes?" Seeing Mo Heng so happy that he was about to "wag his tail" again, Chu Jun said maliciously.

"A good kid wouldn't skip classes. Today is Sunday, I can make time to come!" Mo Heng was worried that skipping classes would give his brother the impression that he was a bad kid, so he frantically tried to make amends for himself and didn't even care about being happy.

Looking at Chu Jun's cunning smile, Mo Heng realized that his brother was joking, and with a "humph", he put his head on the boy's shoulder.

Mo Heng was already bigger than him and could hug his brother completely. Chu Jun tilted his head back and rested it on Mo Heng's shoulder, feeling the warmth of his body on his cheek, and the two of them snuggled up quietly.

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It was snowing outside the concert hall, making it look desolate, but inside it was warm as spring. The judges in the audience had been sitting there for several hours, and even though they were trying to listen carefully to the contestants' music, they couldn't help feeling a little tired.

Even though the three or four contestants before them were all musical geniuses who had appeared in major competitions, the judges at this moment felt their performances were mediocre, with more skills than emotions.

"Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed judges, please join me in weling our young pianist Chu Yun, who is only 15 years old. He will perform Liszt's classic piece, 'Liebestraum'. This is a piano solo full of deep emotion and fantasy. Let's look forward to how Chu Yun will interpret this melody of love with his keys."

Dear judges and audience, let us now give a warm round of applause to 15-year-old pianist Chu Jun. He will perform Liszt's classic work, "Dream of Love." This is a piano solo piece full of deep emotion and fantasy. Let us look forward to how Chu Jun interprets this melody of love on the piano.

The young boy slowly walked to the center of the stage and bowed to the judges in the audience as a sign of respect.

The judges in the audience were all extremely excited. Some of them had judged Chu Yun before and were deeply impressed by his extraordinary talent. Others, though seeing him in person for the first time, had already heard rumors about this fifteen-year-old piano prodigy and were full of expectations for his talent.

Everyone was extremely curious and wanted to hear how the young pianist Chu Yun would express this emotion vividly through his piano playing.

The lights in the concert hall shone, focusing on the piano in the center of the stage.

The young man lowered his eyes and stared at the piano keys, his hands gently placed on the keys, thinking of the person he loved deeply in the audience, he gently raised the corners of his mouth and closed his eyes.

The first sound of the piano slowly fell.