âYour effort was there, but your technique is not quite there yet.â Su Ran frowned a little and shared her honest opinion.
Su Ran was a pretty casual person in general. As long she didnât starve or freeze to death, she wasnât picky about much of anything else. Except when it came to music.
That was part of the reason she didnât want to tutor others in music. She worried that she couldnât help herself and blurted out her feelings bluntly.
âYou! You mean my performance wasnât good enough?!â Hearing Su Ranâs critique, Song Yiâan looked at her in disbelief and said unconvinced.
âUgh⌠How do I say thisâŚ.â How could she say it without it coming out too bluntly?
âOh, never mind. I wonât say anymore. Iâll just play it once. You can listen for yourself.â Su Ran didnât 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 hasnât 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 âReminiscences de Don Juanâ. It was also without any error. But the emotions that it gave was entirely different than when Song Yiâan was playing it.
Su Ranâs music seemed to allow Song Yiâan 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.
âWell, itâs sort of like thatâŚâ She looked up at Song Yiâan. 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.
âInstructor Su, I was too conceited,â said Song Yiâan 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 Yiâanâs favorite pianists, and he had performed this âReminiscences de Don Juanâ as well. Song Yiâan 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 Andsnesâs performance.
âInstructor Su, my name is Song Yiâan. 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.â
âWait!â Su Ranâs face changed colors all of a sudden. She interrupted Song Yiâan and asked him, âWhat did you just say?â