ā€œYour effort was there, but your technique is not quite there yet.ā€ Su Ran frowned a little and shared her honest opinion.
Su Ran was a pretty casual person in general. As long she didn’t starve or freeze to death, she wasn’t picky about much of anything else. Except when it came to music.
That was part of the reason she didn’t want to tutor others in music. She worried that she couldn’t help herself and blurted out her feelings bluntly.
ā€œYou! You mean my performance wasn’t good enough?!ā€ Hearing Su Ran’s critique, Song Yi’an looked at her in disbelief and said unconvinced.
ā€œUgh… How do I say this….ā€ How could she say it without it coming out too bluntly?
ā€œOh, never mind. I won’t say anymore. I’ll just play it once. You can listen for yourself.ā€ Su Ran didn’t know how to phrase her words, so she just sat down in front of the piano.
Touching the piano keys, she felt a pang of excitement.
Ayaya. She hasn’t touched such a nice piano since she had transmigrated over. And her second favorite series at that.
The feel on her finger tips. The sound that it made.
The notes began to play, and Su Ran put aside her earlier excitement and focused entirely into the piece of music.
It was still the same ā€œReminiscences de Don Juanā€. It was also without any error. But the emotions that it gave was entirely different than when Song Yi’an was playing it.
Su Ran’s music seemed to allow Song Yi’an to see a crazy drama, lively and fierce, and the final hell at the very end.
Yet Su Ran did not play it all the way to the end. She stopped at a certain point.
ā€œWell, it’s sort of like thatā€¦ā€ She looked up at Song Yi’an. She was going to ask him if he got what she was trying to convey, but what she saw was a little boy with a speechless look.
ā€œInstructor Su, I was too conceited,ā€ said Song Yi’an with his head lowered after he remained silent for a little while.
Then, he lifted his head back up and looked at Su Ran full of admiration.
Andsnes was one of Song Yi’an’s favorite pianists, and he had performed this ā€œReminiscences de Don Juanā€ as well. Song Yi’an even brought his sister with him specifically to his concert.
However, he felt that the performance of his piano instructor, who looked very young, was even more earth-shattering than Andsnes’s performance.
ā€œInstructor Su, my name is Song Yi’an. I thank you so much for letting me know how deficient I am. I look forward to learning from you. Me and my sister both.ā€
ā€œWait!ā€ Su Ran’s face changed colors all of a sudden. She interrupted Song Yi’an and asked him, ā€œWhat did you just say?ā€
ā€œI said I look forward to learningā€¦ā€
ā€œNo, before that.ā€
ā€œThank you….ā€
ā€œBefore that.ā€
ā€œOh, I said my name is Song Yi’an.ā€