Tang Ming stopped his movements and walked toward the direction from which the sound of the qin came.
"Your qin playing is beautiful, enchanting, it sounds like you're a person of rich experience."
Standing under the flagpole of the audience seats, Tang Ming stared into the darkness ahead and praised with a smile.
With his eyesight, he could only make out a vague outline but couldn't see the face of the qin player clearly.
"Your qin sound is also lovely, though it's a bit melancholic. It's filled with longing and sadness, you must be quite the romantic."
A pleasant female voice slowly spoke in accompaniment with the qin.
"A kindred spirit! I am Tang Ming, may I know your name, Miss?"
Tang Ming became excited, asked expectantly.
"Bang."
The qin music abruptly stopped.
"Tang Ming from the Medical College?"
The woman sounded surprised and suspicious.
"Well... it is indeed me, but I'm definitely not like what's reported in the news."
