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Those who are knowledgeable, such as Cai'er, who has been influenced by Ren Ling and possesses a certain artistic cultivation, as well as Hu Rengui and Shilian Zhi, who have practiced guitar, felt a jolt in their hearts when they saw Chen Zao tuning the instrument.
This lousy chef seems to have some skills!
On the other hand, those who were not knowledgeable thought that Chen Zao was recklessly dismantling Hu Rengui's precious guitar and couldn't help but laugh.
"What is that lousy chef doing? Why is he taking apart Young Master Hu's guitar? Does he even know how to play?"
"Young Master Hu is going to cry; the guitar is ruined! Haha!"
Lao Luo was so anxious that he wanted to rush over and grab the guitar. "What are you doing! Give me back the guitar!"
"You don't know anything!"
Chen Zao shot a fierce glare at Lao Luo, scaring him into not approaching.
The servants of the Hu Family were all furious, rolling up their sleeves and wanting to rush at Chen Zao to teach him a lesson.
Ren Ling found this group too noisy and said from behind Chen Zao, "Everyone be quiet! Let Chef Chen play!"
With Ren Ling's words, the hall immediately fell silent, leaving only Chen Zao seriously tuning and testing the sound of the instrument.
Ren Xiao had a silly expression on his face.
Although he didn't understand what Chef Chen was doing, seeing his skilled movements made it seem like he could actually play the guitar!
Chef Chen is simply amazing!
He seems to know everything!
A surge of surprise welled up in Ren Xiao, eagerly anticipating Chen Zao's performance.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chen Zao quickly tuned the strings of Hu Rengui's guitar.
At that moment, he casually strummed a few familiar chords, and the guitar resonated with a pleasant melody, soaring far above Hu the Young Master's earlier chaotic playing!
Anyone who had attended the Celebration Concert could tell that Chen Zao's casual strumming was structured and melodious, creating a delightful and lively tune that starkly contrasted with his rebellious black tower image!
This chef is really impressive!
Many were already stunned by Chen Zao's display of skill.
Among them, Hu Rengui was the most shocked. He couldn't understand how this chef could make such beautiful music with just a casual strum. How long had this guy been practicing guitar?
In the eyes of these Apocalyptic People, who lacked renowned teachers and standard practices, mastering the guitar seemed like a daunting task.
However, for those from the Golden Age, as long as one had some talent and practiced diligently, mastering the guitar was not particularly difficult.
In his youthful exuberance, Chen Zao had once formed a band in an orphanage, where he served as the guitarist and lead vocalist. Jindeli was the drummer, Zhuo Chugang played bass, and Zhuo Chunni handled rhythm guitar. They had genuinely considered making a living through their music.
They borrowed instruments from friends at the bar to perform and even sang a few times on the streets of Chang'an's bustling area, but their skills were so poor that they couldn't even earn back a bowl of rice or the fare for a ticket. Thus, their enthusiasm quickly faded, and they never played in a band again.
However, Chen Zao loved to strum his guitar and sing whenever he had the chance, cultivating his artistic sensibilities.
In the Golden Age, Chen Zao could hardly be considered professional.
But in the apocalypse, due to his confidence and overwhelming artistic prowess, he exuded an air of mastery with every gesture!
He opened the eyes of everyone present!
After tuning the strings, Chen Zao shot a glance at Hu Rengui as if he were an idiot. "You can't even tune a string, yet you think you can play guitar? Today, I'll give you a lesson and show you what The Brightest Star in the Night Sky should be like!"
Standing proudly in the hall!
Chen Zao gazed up at the vast sky outside.
Though there was an invisible and colorless Toxic Vapor covering the land, the stars in the night sky were still faintly visible.
Inspired by the scene, he formed gentle chords with his fingers. With a light strum, a guitar melody filled with sorrow yet determination immediately resonated throughout the War Strategist Office.
As Chen Zao played, he spoke to Ren Xiao, who had felt wronged all night: "Seven, I don't know if the elders around you have ever told you this: One star above, one person below..."
Accompanied by the sorrowful melody of the guitar, when Chen Zao spoke, it was as if a switch had been flipped, leaving everyone in the hall momentarily breathless.
It felt as though something had sealed their throats, making their breathing inexplicably heavy.
Whether it was Chen Zao's words or the melancholic tune of the guitar, it touched the softest parts of their hearts.
A wave of sadness surged forth, rising to the surface for all to feel.
Chen Zao's words were directed at Ren Xiao but equally applied to everyone else in the hall, including Ren Ling.
In this cruel post-apocalyptic world, who among them had not experienced the parting of life and death?
Perhaps it was a family member, perhaps a friend by their side; in an instant, they vanished, turning into stars above, gazing down at those still trapped in the mire, enduring endless suffering and struggles in the boundless darkness.
Endurance and torment were the main themes of this era.
Even among the Young Masters who acted recklessly within the base, deep down they too bore the dark marks bestowed upon them by this age.
These were eternal scars that could not be healed, only concealed.
They dared not touch it lightly.
They could only distort themselves to accommodate it.
Thus, he became unruly and erratic.
But all of this was superficial.
Deep within them, individuals were trapped in the painful force of the era's tide, like a great net that ensnared their souls, leaving them forever unable to break free.
At this moment, Chen Zao used his evocative music and unique charisma to open up the painful net that resided in everyone's heart.
He did not force these Apocalyptic People to confront their pain and become even more tormented; instead, he infused their still-warm hearts with a power from the Golden Age!
Chen Zao spoke powerfully to Ren Xiao: "We struggle to live, gazing up at the vast starry sky, and we are also looking up at those souls that have drifted away from us, becoming eternal and tranquil. They have not left our world; rather, they are guiding us from afar through the long night, helping us seek that brilliant light. I have always been passing this on to you. What is inheritance? Look up at the shining stars in the night sky, and you should understand. They illuminate our path of exploration, bringing us hope and strength to seek the light. One day, we too will break free from this sea of suffering and transform into The Brightest Star in the Night Sky, guiding future generations toward the light—this is what I have always been telling you about inheritance."
Most people in the hall could not comprehend Chen Zao's words, but Ren Xiao understood clearly and gained a newfound strength from them!
The pain of losing loved ones was sublimated into a boiling force through Chen Zao's profound teachings.
Her feelings of devout admiration surged forth like a river flowing into the sea, nearly bringing her to tears.
In this moment, Chen Zao appeared more radiant than all the stars in Ren Xiao's eyes!
He—was light itself!
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