Damian Knight stopped half a ter away from Locke Berg, extended his hand, and introduced himself, "I am Damian Knight. I’ve long admired your na, Mr. Berg."
Locke Berg’s eyes widened suddenly, his mouth gaping in astonishnt as he asked, "You are Damian Knight? The one who composed ’Yun’?"
Damian Knight nodded slightly and said, "That’s ."
He has always received elite education, dabbling in various fields, including piano and composition.
A few years ago, he wrote a piano piece titled ’Yun’, which won a world-class award, but afterwards, he had no interest in focusing on it and instead devoted himself to business.
The gaze from Locke Berg and the other two towards Damian Knight transford instantly.
"Mr. Knight, I’m pleased to et you here. Your piece ’Yun’ is very spirited, I really admire you!" Locke Berg said, reaching out to shake Damian Knight’s hand, and asked, "Do you have any plans to return to the music industry?"
Damian Knight shook his head and then spoke, "That was just a hobby for , and now I’m not interested in or have the ti to write music. However, I have an unusual request."
"Go ahead!" Locke Berg said politely, but added, "But if it’s to take the earlier perforr as a student, I’m afraid I cannot agree!"
Susan Stone, who had just walked over, turned red with anger, and returned to her seat.
She couldn’t help but begin to doubt her own judgnt.
Perhaps Willow Grant wasn’t as worthy of their son as she thought?
anwhile, Damian Knight voiced his request —
"Would you all be willing to stay a few more minutes, to wait for my friend to finish playing on stage before leaving? I’ll reimburse your airfare."
Locke Berg couldn’t help but skeptically ask, "Your friend is also going to perform on stage? Won’t she be at the sa level as the previous perforr?"
Damian Knight shook his head, speaking truthfully, "In fact, I don’t know, I haven’t heard her play the piano before. But I trust that she will never disappoint ."
"This..." the group looked at each other in confusion.
Finally, Locke Berg nodded in agreent, considering the piece ’Yun’, "Alright, a few more minutes won’t hurt."
"Thank you all very much." Damian Knight smiled slightly.
His thinking was simple, if the person Sumr Monroe was looking for was no longer at Crestfall University, then with the promotion of these three piano masters like Locke Berg, Sumr would certainly beco famous worldwide.
So no matter where that man is now, he couldn’t ignore Sumr Monroe’s existence.
Just like Sumr said, finding a needle in a haystack is too difficult, it’s better to let the person co to you.
...
The return of Locke Berg and his group left Principal Payne utterly astonished.
Once he understood the reason behind it, Principal Payne’s face turned green.
To have Locke Berg co back and watch the next performance, wasn’t that courting trouble? Wasn’t the earlier criticism from Locke Berg enough?
He already thought Willow Grant’s piece was quite good, yet it was still disparaged as worthless by Locke Berg and the others, not to ntion Sumr Monroe who hadn’t even rehearsed!
Moreover, he knew Sumr Monroe’s background, a kid from the countryside—
Not that he looked down on rural children, but in piano, it’s sothing that requires significant financial investnt.
Principal Payne was so anxious that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He was terrified of another embarrassing situation like the earlier one, so, when no one was watching him, he quietly slipped out of the audience, crouching as he headed towards the main hall doors.
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