It is precisely because they love it that the audience is reluctant to break the mood of this last piece.
Even the applause is filled with loving restraint.
"It’s the last one now."
"We should be content. There have been three encores, all with new works, and the quality is just as excellent as the previous performances. You won’t find an encore more sincere than this show anywhere in the world."
"From today on, Xian Yu is my favorite musician."
"Get me a ticket for tomorrow’s concert!"
"What work?"
"Work can wait, the concert won’t wait for me!"
"Didn’t they say Xian Yu will bring a symphony tomorrow?"
"I can’t wait already!"
"Is this what it feels like to bee a fan of someone?"
"Xian Yu is the god of music!"
...
Some whispered.
Some were lost in thought.
Lin Yuan formally bowed and exited the stage.
This time, the applause returned fiercely, and everyone stood to see him off as he left first!
In the back row.
Even the Maestros couldn’t help but stand up.
"He deserves respect."
"One of the youngest and best musicians of this era."
"Interestingly, just now, he created a signature piece in the field of guitar."
"Yes, what a Romance of Love."
"Whatever instrument he picks up, I don’t seem to be surprised."
"But his greatest strength is definitely the piano."
"So, do all top Maestros have an instrument they excel at?"
"Xian Yu with the piano, Yang Zhongming with the violin?"
"If I’m not mistaken, Abigail is great with the saxophone."
"Looking forward to tomorrow."
"I have a hunch, maybe tomorrow is when the main course will be served!"
The audience discussed.
The Maestros discussed.
After Lin Yuan exited.
The host took the stage and arranged for the audience of the Golden Hall to leave.
The staff guided them out orderly.
However.
When the audience and Maestros walked out of the Golden Hall, they were surrounded by media from all continents of Blue Star!
With the sound of camera flashes snapping continually!
"How would you evaluate Teacher Admirable Fish’s concert?"
Impatient reporters asked questions with predictable impatience.
At this moment.
The Maestros exchanged glances.
The audience smiled knowingly.
They already knew how to reply.
"Tonight, the Golden Hall glimmered because of Xian Yu’s music, and the night’s sky shone brilliantly because of his music."
"He is the embodiment of art."
"He is the god of music."
"In my heart, he is greater than greatness."
"..."
The reporters continued their interviews, but suddenly something felt off.
To be precise, it felt very off!
Did these people drink fake wine in there?
How could they e out of the concert acting like fanatics of Xian Yu?
Vaguely.
An old veteran reporter present suddenly found this scene somewhat familiar.
He recalled when Xian Yu’s concert concluded in the past, the audience seemed to have a similar reaction.
That time, many people even fainted and were carried away by ambulances.
This time, no one fainted.
Yet their behavior seemed even more exaggerated than if someone had fainted...
Xian Yu is being praised to the skies by them!
What does "god of music" mean?
What does "greater than greatness" mean?
Even paid mentators wouldn’t dare to speak like this!
Not to mention these people include top figures from various fields.
Like world-renowned wealthy individuals, top celebrities in the entertainment industry, and old aristocrats from Zhong Continent’s high society, and so on!
What made this veteran reporter feel even more peculiar.
Besides the ordinary audience, even the Maestros’ interview ments seemed off.
"One must admit there are differences among people."
"Between Maestros, the gap can be like a great chasm."
"In his presence, I feel like a student who has just begun learning music."
"Thinking about tomorrow’s symphony, I’m so excited that I can’t sleep, wondering what kind of miracle Xian Yu will bring next."
Okay then.
Everyone’s a Fish fan? Even the professionals are not exempt?
...
Fortunately, figures like Yang Zhongming still appeared normal.
Facing the journalist’s interview, Yang Zhongming spoke with a smile:
"This concert, no matter how many years later, will still move people when revisited."
Abigail added:
"I saw a genius reveling on stage, talent so capricious that it could be squandered at will, you can never see the limits of this young man."
Zheng Jing was more straightforward:
"We are a bunch of maniacs who, having heard today’s concert, hold infinite expectations for his symphony, just waiting to see if he can truly bring this crowd to frenzy tomorrow."
Yes.
Today was crazy;
But many more await to see if tomorrow could be even crazier.
Of course.
The long night stretches on.
Regardless of what tomorrow holds, the surprises of tonight are already enough for the world to slowly digest.
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