"Yes, Master. I am Zero-Yu." Yu Zexiao replied respectfully.
John Gruber glanced at him, then pointed directly to the piano beside him: "Go try it."
Yu Zexiao was taken aback. What? He needed to play the piano so soon? Was this a test to see if he t the requirents, if he was qualified to perform with him?
Nonetheless, the chance to receive guidance from John Gruber made Yu Zexiao quite pleased.
He took a few steps forward, seated himself at the piano, and asked: "Master, what piece should I play?"
"Anything you like."
Yu Zexiao thought for a mont. Normally, a complex piece should flash through his mind at this mont, but instead, he first thought of the feeling that Jian Anning gave him.
Full of passion, like a beautiful fantasy, yet within this fantasy, there was a power that seed to reassure the heart.
He then slightly prepared himself, and Beethoven’s "Passionate Sonata" flowed from his fingertips.
Beside him, the room was filled with people listening. John Gruber initially appeared serious, but as he listened, he gently furrowed his brow—not out of difficulty but as if he was savoring the deep aning within his piano piece.
Yu Zexiao had an arrogant and flamboyant personality, rich and delicate emotions, and his piano playing clearly bore his personal traits, romantic and passionate yet not lacking in subtlety. Especially when thinking of Jian Anning, his tunes were lively and cheerful, full of deep affection. This was quite different from the sowhat heavy the of the original work, more like a Baroque-style romantic sentint.
Such Beethoven, such "Passionate Sonata," felt like a completely new taste. It’s as if the original tone of Beethoven had been removed, swapped for a lighter narrative style.
Yu Zexiao evidently knew his play on Beethoven was a bit divergent, but he was willing to play this way. The music sounded joyful, like the feeling Jian Anning brought him.
Once the piece concluded, John Gruber suddenly turned and glared at his protege Nie Anni: "He’s better than you."
Yu Zexiao was taken aback and stood up: "Master, I know my skills are far behind Anni’s."
John Gruber shook his head: "Technique, as long as you practice diligently, can be developed. But the emotions in music are unique to each perforr. Honestly, it’s the first ti I’ve heard pink Beethoven—it’s not bad."
Nie Anni glanced at Yu Zexiao without speaking.
This ti John Gruber’s tone softened: "Music isn’t just rigid notes; it’s performance, it’s emotion. While a pianist must maintain good technique, injecting soul into their music is more important. For all world music masters, possessing rich, delicate, even tragic backgrounds allows them to create globally acclaid masterpieces. Anni, I’m sorry to say, after all these years, you still haven’t learned this."
Nie Anni lowered her head and remained silent, and Yu Zexiao wasn’t in a position to interject. John Gruber looked at Yu Zexiao, his expression much warr: "I’ve listened to your album; your music, although not the grand classical style, is very expressive."
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