Brando showed an unprecedented smile on his face and looked at the dazzling stage quietly.

The final melody of the fourth movement of "Symphony No. 5" gradually fell, and the trumpets of victory spread throughout the Golden Hall.

Brando could hear every note clearly and saw that Lu Yuan's right hand on the stage was gradually dropping.

His throat moved and his body began to stand very straight again.

However, no sound was made.

The whole person was like a stiff piece of wood.

His eyes had a strange color...

He had performed many, many songs in this golden hall...

The first time I touched the piano, I was nervous, I failed, I fell into a trough, then I broke through and embarked on a journey of glory again.

Perhaps some people's success is smooth sailing, but Brando's road to success is full of thorns and bumps. However, these bumps cannot stop Brando from stepping into the real hall and climbing to his own peak.

His love for music was ingrained in his bones. He was obsessed with it and had great expectations. Every note seemed to become his friend, surrounding his body...

After the last note of "Symphony No. 5" fell, everyone was amazed by what was expressed in "Symphony No. 5". Everyone felt that this world-class concert was destined to go down in the history of music!

"Symphony of Fate" was a huge success!

They should applaud, but no matter how enthusiastically they applaud, it may not be enough to express their respect for this symphony.

At the same time, praise the birth of the youngest master in history!

He deserves all the credit for this.

But, it's strange.

There was no thunderous applause, and the entire audience was extremely silent.

Everyone looked in the direction of Brando who had stood up, their emotions were extremely complicated.

When the "Symphony of Fate" ended, Brando's heart, which had been surging with excitement, was surprisingly calm.

However, his body trembled again and his throat shook.

He wanted to look around blankly, wondering what was going on. After all, he didn't hear any applause, nor did he see any cheers or praise.

However, he found that he could not turn his head. Although his brain had started to issue commands, his body and head would not move.

Eventually, he found his.

He could only look at the person sitting in front of him, the person who turned his head to look at him, and Lu Yuan on the stage, whose eyes were wide open and no longer calm!

What's wrong with me?

His world became silent, without the incomparable sounds of music or any other sounds.

Shouldn't they applaud? Shouldn't they applaud?

"Symphony No. 5 of Fate" is a great piano piece. At least in the entire history, there are very few songs that can be compared with it, right?

But……

Why is this?

right!

Applaud!

right.

His body began to tremble constantly. As he trembled, his hands slowly rose up, looking extremely stiff.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Pah…”

He is clapping.

However, he could not hear the sound of his own clapping.

When the third round of applause came, his hands dropped down involuntarily and his whole body stopped shaking.

No matter how many commands his brain sent, his hands would not move.

…

Lu Yuan saw Brando's smile.

This smile was very satisfying, but it made Lu Yuan feel a little uncomfortable.

He remembered what the doctors had told him, that Brando's body functions could no longer support him to do anything extra.

Brando's applause was stiff and the sound was not loud, but it was enough to echo throughout the hall.

Then, Lu Yuan looked at Brando and didn't move.

The light in his eyes seemed to gradually dim.

Lu Yuan's heart was empty and countless memories of this old man emerged in his mind.

His stubbornness, his anger, and his...

persist in.

He is worthy of Lu Yuan's respect. No matter what he has done to force Lu Yuan, he is worthy of Lu Yuan's respect after all.

“…”

Just as the color in Brando's eyes was about to disappear, he suddenly saw Brando's throat move.

As if he had used up all his strength, he uttered two silent words.

Looking at his lip movements, Lu Yuan felt like he was struck by lightning.

That means "Come on!" in Chinese.

After that...

His eyes were filled with expectation, as if he was full of endless hope for Lu Yuan...

final……

He closed his eyes.

…

Brando's wish has been fulfilled.

As he closed his eyes, he heard God calling him.

Heaven is so beautiful and so attractive.

Yes!

It's time to leave!

Not only did he listen to the complete version of "Symphony No. 5", he even listened to "The Blue Danube".

At this moment, he has already...

There is absolutely no regrets!

The thing he worried about most was that he would die of illness like a coward, dying in a very pathetic way.

What I am more worried about is leaving this world with regrets.

but……

Now……

No need to worry about anything!

He is standing!

Yes!

At the last moment, he was neither lying nor falling down, but standing as if welcoming the wind and rain.

…

The medical staff rushed to Brando's side immediately.

After they checked Brando's body, they suddenly discovered that Brando had no heartbeat and was not breathing.

They wanted to pick Brando up, but found that his body was extremely stiff.

When they looked down, they found that Brando's feet were stuck on the chair and his back was supported on the back of the chair. Because of this, he was able to support himself to stand.

Actually…

When he stood up, he showed little sign of life.

After a few minutes, everyone in the Golden Hall stood up.

Everyone bowed to Brando at the same time...

Lu Yuan also bowed.

Great respect.

He felt very sad, but he knew that he did not let the old man down after all, and he did his best to do what he should do.

…

Wang Jinxue shed tears.

Although she had prepared herself for this scene and knew it would happen, Wang Jinxue still felt extremely sad.

All the memories of the past flashed through her mind, from when she was a child to when she grew up...

A teacher is always a teacher.

You will always be a master worthy of respect in this world.

Edward in the distance wiped away his tears.

He knew that he would never again see the old man stubbornly carrying his hospital bed to the "remote" entertainment area.

At the same time, I can no longer play the piano with Brando.

At this moment...

Piano music was heard all around.

The melody of this piano piece is very familiar.

It is "Evening on the River Nel", which is Brando's masterpiece!

Sunset...

Afterglow...

The river...

And the old man who was leaning on a cane and slowly walking away.

This scene appeared in everyone's mind...

…

“Was this world-class music concert a success?”

"Well, it should have produced an unprecedented success!"

"Then... Sister, why do you sound unhappy?"

"Brando is gone..."

"What! Brando, it's just..."

"Yes, he is the composer of the piano piece in your textbook now..."

“…”

Yanying University.

When Anya heard An Xiao's voice on the other end of the phone, she was completely in disbelief.

A master of his generation, the first of the world's top ten pianists, the one that everyone admired, at this moment...

Gone?

Anya found it difficult to accept this for a while.

"A great master has fallen, but perhaps another one has risen!"

"You mean... Lu Yuan?"

“…”

“…”

On the other end of the phone, An Xiao suddenly sighed deeply. When Anya asked back, there was no sound on the other end of the phone.

…

Early morning of August 21st.

There was bad news from Vienna.

After hearing this sad news, the international piano community was stunned at first.

Then there was an incomparable sadness.

Especially with the light rain in Vienna in the morning, the atmosphere became even more uncomfortable.

Pianists and pianists have expressed their condolences on major social media platforms.

"A great master of his generation streaked across the night sky like a star, shining with incomparable brilliance, leaving behind immortal works, and then passed away..."

"August 20th is a day worth remembering for everyone. He should cry..."

"I don't know when I heard your piano, but your death really makes me sad..."

“May God be with you, and may there always be a piano in heaven!”

“…”

“…”

Countless voices of mourning spread across major international media outlets. China's morning news spent nearly a minute reporting on this news and the birth of "Symphony of Fate"...

The Chinese entertainment industry was also dominated by Brando and Lu Yuan.

Especially when Brando stood there, silently looking at Lu Yuan and saying the words "come on", it was so tear-jerking.

This feeling of parting is very uncomfortable...

However, this sad feeling is also permeated with another important message.

That is...

A generation of masters passed away, and a new master was born.

That word "Come on" is like a ceremony of handing over the baton. Although this ceremony is not as formal as some religious ceremonies, it contains endless expectations and deserves to be respected by everyone.

In addition, another piece of news further confirmed this matter.

That is, Brando transferred most of his assets to Lu Yuan in the form of inheritance.

At the same time, all of Brando's works and manuscripts during his lifetime were handed over to Lu Yuan.

…

"Lu Yuan, what do you think will happen to the teacher in heaven?"

"He... should be very happy."

"Um."

Watching the old man's body gradually engulfed in flames, Wang Jinxue suddenly asked this seemingly naive question.

But Lu Yuan smiled.

"Lu Yuan, what will you do next?"

"Let's try it."

"Try what?"

"Let's see how much I am still missing to achieve..." Lu Yuan was silent.

"master?"

"No, I just want to do what I can and what I want with my best efforts to make them all the best! No matter in what aspect!" Lu Yuan looked at the flames and finally said this as if to remind himself.

“…”

"Maybe... I might actually be talented?"

"???"

Wang Jinxue suddenly heard Lu Yuan say something very strange.

She was stunned...