The smile is still honest.

His expression was still humble.

At least Lu Yuan still looked sincere and pious, and there was no difference in him at all.

But underneath this smile there was a hint of bitterness that only Lu Yuan himself knew.

There are some bitterness that only he knows.

If you ask him to play it safe, he will still hold on for a while and act to deal with it, but if you ask him to be serious, then that would be a big mistake.

He is just a bully who takes advantage of the power of others to show off.

Otherwise he is nothing at all.

Brando looked at Lu Yuan with great anticipation and excitement.

Yes.

It's exciting.

He hasn't created any new music in several years. Although he had some vague inspiration a few years ago, he could never find how to integrate it into music.

He couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

He was not anxious at first, after all, there was no point in being anxious when it came to music creation. But as the years passed, he became anxious when he clearly felt his health was going downhill.

He is not afraid of death. In fact, people like him who have experienced so many things have a different spiritual level from ordinary people.

He has long since become indifferent to life and death.

Although he is not afraid of death, he does not want to die with regrets.

He wanted to make a song out of the melody in his head, but he found it difficult.

He had tried many methods before, but none of them allowed him to truly express or integrate the melody in his mind.

He was meticulous and serious about music. It is no exaggeration to say that he dedicated his whole life to music.

That's why he was eager to meet Lu Yuan. He felt that this young man's unique creative talent could give him the opportunity to seize that kind of inspiration!

Art needs collision, and music needs collision even more.

At this moment, he really hoped to have a chance to compete with the young genius Lu Yuan.

"Dear Mr. Brando, I actually understand your feelings, but you may be disappointed today... I'm not as powerful as you think." After seeing the old man's eager eyes, Lu Yuan was silent for a while, and finally his voice became very sincere.

The old man now thinks he really understands piano, but in fact he is just a complete scumbag.

He actually wanted to tell Brando directly that he was a fake master.

But now he really couldn't bear to tell the old man that he knew nothing.

So he hoped that the old man could understand the implication of his words.

This is better for everyone.

"Disappointed?" Brando looked at Lu Yuan, his expectant eyes dimming slightly. "Yes, in fact, creation is not an easy thing. To use the words of you Chinese, it is desperate to try any possible means. Well, let's do this for now. I will play the short melody in my mind for you to listen to first."

Brando slowly stood up and sat down on the piano bench next to him.

He is a bit stubborn.

Although the chances were slim, he still wanted to try.

Lu Yuan looked at Brando's back, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

He couldn't say anything that would spoil the mood at this time.

He felt that although this old man seemed tough in some aspects, he was also easily disappointed.

Listening to an old man playing the piano doesn't affect anything.

"Lu Yuan, no matter how the teacher plays later, I hope you can help him if you can, no matter what method you use... okay?" At this time Wang Jinxue suddenly pulled the corner of Lu Yuan's clothes and whispered in Lu Yuan's ear.

"This... I probably can't help." Lu Yuan turned his head and looked at Wang Jinxue's expression and felt a little embarrassed.

"If I really can't help, there's nothing I can do. Of course, the teacher will be very disappointed. After all, he is not young anymore."

"Well, now I'm saying that I don't understand anything. Um, do you think these words are nonsense..."

"Lu Yuan, can we be a little more serious this time?" Wang Jinxue looked at Lu Yuan and his voice suddenly became a little louder, but then she felt that her tone seemed a little arrogant and lowered her head: "Sorry, I was impulsive, I was indeed a little anxious, I know this is difficult to help, even for any pianist..."

She suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

Lu Yuan was indeed a person who could create miracles and had never let her down.

But miracles don't happen every time, and most of the time they end in regret.

Just like life.

Who dares to say that his life is perfect and without regrets?

Lu Yuan is not anyone's life-saving straw.

"Let's listen first." Lu Yuan looked up at Brando who was moving his fingers in front of him.

Just watch quietly without saying a word.

…

After exercising his fingers, Brando lightly touched the piano keys.

The expression is very pious and sacred.

This is a piano that has been with him for decades. He has always cherished it and touched it every day.

He once performed with this piano in the court, and the three piano pieces that satisfied him most, "On the Banks of the Rhine", "Joyce Song" and "Sounds of Heaven", were created on this piano.

It was like an old friend of his.

Brando closed his eyes.

Old friend, don’t be discouraged, let’s try again, and this time I believe we can integrate into that feeling.

Let’s try our best to show it to the young people.

Then he pressed the keys slowly, and then the melody like flowing water surged out from his fingertips.

Lu Yuan looked at Brando's fingers.

The fingers are very slender and flexible, and they are as active on the keys as elves dancing.

The melody sounded.

Lu Yuan listened carefully, was a little surprised at first, and then shook his head after a few seconds.

The melody sounds familiar, but it is quite different from the piano piece in my memory. The difference is huge.

Brando played the piano very seriously and passionately. He felt that every cell in his body was immersed in the music.

At the same time, every cell is looking for that ethereal feeling.

Five seconds, eight seconds...

Ten seconds later, as usual, Brando found himself in that state of feeling lost again.

That feeling that something was increasingly wrong came over me again.

At the eleventh second, he couldn't even hear the sound of the piano.

This is a very bad thing.

It can even be fatal to piano composers.

This is obviously a very happy song, but...

Suddenly something was not right.

Something is increasingly wrong.

Fifteen seconds later, Brando opened his eyes, and the melody stopped as he opened his eyes.

Unfortunately, he failed in his attack again.

"Lu Yuan, I have been troubled by this melody for a long time. I think this is an opportunity, but I can't find it. You should understand this feeling." Brando stood up and looked at Lu Yuan.

"Yeah, I understand." Lu Yuan nodded, looking very serious.

"What do you think after listening to this melody? Or is there anything else that inspires you?" Brando's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Hmm..." Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, "Yes, it inspired me a lot."

Inspiration?

How could such a high-level thing inspire Lu Yuan? It would be strange if it really inspired him.

Lying is shameful.

But Lu Yuan lied.

For some reason, he felt like he didn't want to disappoint the old man's expectant look.

At least he didn't want to disappoint the old man.

"That's great, that's great. I hope it inspires you... Very good, really good." Brando laughed.

In fact, he himself didn't understand why he was relieved.

In fact, he was afraid that Lu Yuan would shake his head.

In fact, he needs a little affirmation at this time.

At least, his melody is valuable.

"Thank you, Mr. Brando." Lu Yuan expressed his thanks at a very appropriate time.

"Let's give it a try."

"ah?"

"Give it a try. Try playing my melody and see if you can find that elusive opportunity. Maybe, you can achieve a breakthrough while playing." Brando continued to look at Lu Yuan expectantly.

"This... Mr. Brando, I can't do this."

Lu Yuan was stunned.

Play Brando's melody?

How does he play?

He had some impression of the melody in his mind, but he simply couldn't play it.

He is really not a genius like Edward who can understand everything as soon as he hears it.

He is just an ordinary person who pretends to be someone else.

"Give it a try. I believe you can do it. Maybe you can break through?"

Brando shook his head.

"Uh..." Lu Yuan looked at the piano, then subconsciously looked at Wang Jinxue.

After seeing Wang Jinxue's eyes, he suddenly fell silent.

Wang Jinxue, who usually looked at Lu Yuan indifferently, now had a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Lu Yuan had never seen Wang Jinxue with such an expression before.

He suddenly didn't want to disappoint Wang Jinxue.

Of course he didn't want to disappoint Brando.

It was difficult for Lu Yuan to repeat the melody that Brando had played, as he didn't have such a memory.

He still remembers the last complete piano piece.

Fortunately, this piano piece happened to be different from the old man's melody, but it was still a bit similar...

If that's the case, then give it a try.

"Teacher Brando..." Lu Yuan also moved his fingers like Brando.

"What's wrong? Lu Yuan."

"I'm really inspired by your melody. However, I may not be able to play a melody like yours. Can I try something similar?"

"Similar?" Brando's eyes suddenly became solemn after seeing Lu Yuan's serious expression, and there was a hint of nervousness in his solemnity.

Is he preparing to...

No way, probably not.

"Um."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Wang Jinxue, who was standing aside, watched Lu Yuan slowly sit down on the chair, and at the same time, gently touched the piano like Brando.

The bright sunshine shone on Lu Yuan's face, and she clearly felt that Lu Yuan's temperament seemed a little different.

It’s a sense of seriousness.

An unprecedented sense of seriousness.

There's even something sacred about it.

Her breathing quickened.

"bite."

Lu Yuan pressed the first key and felt a crisp sound coming from the key.

This piano is the best piano Lu Yuan has ever touched.

He played the instrument not awkwardly; not only was he not awkward, he looked very skilled.

When Brando heard the familiar yet completely different melody ringing in his ears, his pupils shrank slightly and he fell silent in an instant.

At first he could sense some awkwardness in the sound, but then he felt that Lu Yuan's piano playing speed was gradually increasing.

Five seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds...

When Lu Yuan broke through fifteen seconds, Brando realized that Lu Yuan was not playing a familiar melody, but a piano piece.

I have never heard of it...

But it is a complete piano piece.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered what he had said to someone else.

He was very young that year.

Only in his thirties.

He defeated a young man who everyone else thought was a genius.

"You are a genius, and so am I, but there is a difference between genius and genius!"

He said this.

This moment...

Is there a difference between a genius and a prodigy?

He seemed to hear Lu Yuan saying this to him.

It seems like a cycle.