An etude to Liszt's "Rage" flowed from Xu Yanyu's fingertips.

Her hands moved swiftly across the piano keys, her fingers seemingly transforming into invisible blades, cutting precise lines across the keyboard.

She played faster and faster, the scales became denser and more complex, and several deep and powerful chords exploded like thunder, each note like a spark ignited by anger.

Xu Yanyu's answer was self-evident.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xu Yanyu's playing with some surprise.

"She's angry!" Meng Fangchun said hesitantly after listening to a short passage.

"Yes, I recognized it. But who is this pianist? I don't think I've heard it before."

Wei Zhisheng's fingers bounced slightly in rhythm with the piano music, and he couldn't help but turn to ask piano expert Tan Zhifu a question.

Tan Zhifu seemed not to notice Wei Zhisheng's words. He muttered to himself, "That answer is brilliant! Genius! Xu Yanyu is a genius. She is a born pianist."

This is more than just brilliant; it's a huge mockery of Wei Li.

Tan Zhifu had never heard of this piano piece before, but it wasn't because he was unprofessional or ignorant.

When Tan Zhifu was studying abroad, he practiced all the piano pieces by famous composers.

He had never heard of the piano piece that Xu Yanyu was playing.

This piano piece is very difficult to play, containing a large number of fast scales and octave leaps.

Besides the superb technique, the emotions expressed in the piano music are cruel and cold, like a storm relentlessly tearing apart those hypocritical and ugly things layer by layer.

How could Xu Yanyu, who is capable of creating such excellent works, possibly care about Wei Li's superficial and hypocritical song?

Director Wu, limping, couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

This scene is so impressive.

Dressed in black, Xu Yanyu sat at the piano, elegant and solemn, the music in her hands her weapon.

The notes flowing from her fingertips were like sharp blades, mercilessly flying towards Wei Li.

Wei Li's expression completely cracked.

He could tell.

He not only heard Xu Yanyu's rejection, but also angry mockery.

His face turned pale, and he instinctively covered his ears with his hands, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

The mockery on Xu Yanyu's face intensified.

Her rendition of "Anger" doesn't convey anger and helplessness like Liszt's version.

Xu Yanyu's "Anger" is not only angry at Wei Li's shamelessness, but also satirizes his inability to evade responsibility.

Since such actions were taken, one should accept whatever the consequences may be.

Her body swayed slightly as she played, her fingers pressing firmly on the piano keys.

Even after the music ended, the lingering notes seemed to still echo in the room.

Xu Yanyu stared intently at Wei Li, "Teacher Wei, do you think I would care about your songs?"

"If you think you are capable, talented, and rich... then go find those who admire your talent."

“What you’re offering is very cheap.”

That arrogant and disdainful expression would only be annoying on someone else.

But when such an expression appeared on Xu Yanyu's face at this moment, everyone felt that it was only natural.

Wei Li's face turned pale. "You...you..."

He wanted to say that he could compose better music, and that he had a lot of money.

But he finally calmed down and realized that Xu Yanyu in front of him was not one of those women who coveted his fame and wanted his benefits.

Her fame is now no less than his, and perhaps even greater; she seems to earn just as much money as he does.

His professional skills and talent, which he was so proud of, were completely defeated in front of Xu Yanyu.

He and Xu Yanyu stared at each other, and finally couldn't hold on any longer. He bent over and ran out of the practice room in a disheveled state.

Xiao Zhi couldn't help but cover her face and groan, "Oh my god! He's so handsome!"

Teacher Xu used her musical talent to firmly reject Wei Li.

Tan Zhifu could no longer hold back and shouted, "You're right! Xu Yanyu, you're absolutely right!"

"Your piano performance just now was absolutely breathtaking. How about you hold a piano concert? How about you participate in a world-class piano competition?"

Tan Zhifu walked excitedly to Xu Yanyu.

He excitedly opened his arms, wanting to hug Xu Yanyu, just like the hug his mentor gave him after he finished playing a perfect piano piece.

However, he quickly realized that his behavior was inappropriate, so he put it down.

He continued, "Why don't you consider pursuing a career in piano? You're still young, and your fingers are very nimble..."

I think you'll definitely become the world's best pianist in less than ten years, no, five years... less than five years!

Wei Zhisheng looked at Tan Zhifu with some surprise. He did not expect Tan Zhifu to have such a high opinion of Xu Yanyu.

To become a world-renowned pianist in less than five years—that's such high praise!

Tan Zhifu said with even greater certainty, "If you're willing, I'll take you to my senior's concert tonight and make you her guest performer."

"There's still time tonight!"

Meng Fangchun looked at Xu Yanyu with a hint of envy.

She knew that Xu Yanyu was a highly skilled pianist, but she never expected that Xu Yanyu would receive such high praise from Tan Zhifu.

It seems that Tan Zhifu is willing to use his connections and influence to pave the way for Xu Yanyu.

She knew that Tan Zhifu had never met Xu Yanyu before he came. If Xu Yanyu's talent hadn't already surpassed a certain level, Tan Zhifu wouldn't have been able to achieve this.

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