The final shoot was in Hallstatt, a tranquil town nestled under the Alps. In the distance stood the snow-capped peaks, while the lake shimred like a pearl set among the mountains. Its erald waves rippled softly, with swans gliding gracefully across—a scene of utter beauty.
Once all the filming was complete, they surprisingly finished a day earlier than expected. Not even the director had anticipated this. Yet, Master John Gruber was still not back, aning Yu Zexiao and Jian Anning had at least a full day to explore together.
For Yu Zexiao and Jian Anning, who both loved and appreciated music, Salzburg held a special place in their hearts. Yu Zexiao had long wanted to bring her here to explore. The next day, they woke up even earlier than they did for shooting, prompted by Yu Zexiao’s eagerness to bring her to a very important place.
Strolling through the streets of Salzburg, it didn’t take long for Yu Zexiao to lead her to the first destination he wanted to visit—Mozart’s Residence.
Mozart, the genius who spent most of his life in Salzburg, was unlike the popular image. Standing at just 1.54 ters, he was known to curse, and he loved coffee and cake. Almost all mbers of the Mozart family were musical prodigies, though sadly, none had long lives.
This small city is imbued with Mozart’s legacy. There’s Mozart’s birthplace and the Salzburg Cathedral where he was baptized the day after his birth.
By noon, tired of walking, the two settled at "Tomaselli," Mozart’s favorite café. "Cafe-Tomaselli," with its three-hundred-year history, retained much of its old charm. They ordered an authentic Mozart coffee—a delicate blend of white chocolate liqueur topped with creamy whipped cream and almonds. The taste was rich and unique, paired perfectly with what’s said to be Mozart’s favorite "Mozart cake," adorned with musical notes in icing, offering a delightful combination of sweet cream, tangy jam, and bittersweet chocolate. A bite mingled with a sip of Mozart coffee provided a symphony of flavors—neither too sweet nor too overwhelming, evoking happiness, lightness, and clarity akin to Mozart’s music itself.
As they stepped out, soone recognized Yu Zexiao. The first to notice him was a group of tourists from the United States. Unconcealed by anything in Vancouver, a city not overwhelmingly Chinese, Yu Zexiao was suddenly the center of attention as Arican friends exclaid, "Zero?"
This shout drew the eyes of others, especially when the Chinese tourists spotted Yu Zexiao, turning the scene into a sudden frenzy!
A throng of people rushed over, cheering and exclaiming, "Yu Zexiao, is it really you?"
Amid the crowd, particularly near Mozart’s house in this picturesque town filled with musical notes, although Yu Zexiao favored pop music, his genre seed a step down against classical music—like online literature before a poet.
Yet, being recognized with such enthusiasm—screams and hugs—Yu Zexiao felt partly happy, partly pressured.
Music is not just about comrcial success; to endure, it requires soul.
And by the day’s end, Yu Zexiao took Jian Anning to a familiar place.
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