What Zhu Yiyi played was a surprisingly difficult piano piece.
Norma's memories.
This is recognized as one of the top ten most difficult piano pieces in history.
Zhu Yiyi's piano skills are actually not inferior to Mo Liusu's.
But this is not the reason why she can play this piano music.
Even Su Mu couldn't help being surprised.
You know, piano skills require diligent study and practice.
Those who rely on talent to make a living are always very few, just like the 1900 in The Pianist on the Sea.
China also had a piano master before, nicknamed Fat Man. He was a real genius born from a stick, and was knocked out by his father with a stick.
Don't look at the superficial scenery, only you know how much hardship you have endured secretly.
Even though Mo Liusu's talent is extremely high, her piano skills can only be considered as just reaching the threshold of a pianist.
If you want to become a pianist, you still have a long way to go.
As for becoming a piano master, there is no hope for life.
The first is the issue of conditions.
Men's hands are big, so their spans can be wide, and they have enough strength, fast hand speed and sufficient strength.
These are standards that women cannot meet.
Su Mu is really like a great devil.
With his hand speed, none of the piano masters in the world combined can compare to him.
Ma Wenjing's level of appreciation was extremely high, and she also looked surprised:
"Master Su, your niece's piano skills are very good."
Su Mu had a doting expression on his face:
"This little girl..."
Zhu Yiyi's small body sat in front of the piano, her small hands moving across the keys in a flowing motion, her head slightly tilted and her gaze slanting upward, her eyes calm, her body swaying gracefully and gently, as if she was very intoxicated.
Su Mu knew, however, that there was only one reason that could support her in playing such difficult piano music.
Zhu Yiyi now is not the little girl she was before.
With Su Mu's true energy changing his physique, and the Peiyuan Pill being eaten like jelly beans, as long as she doesn't meet an ancient warrior, the little girl will dare to become the king in this world.
As for the weird guy trying to trick her? Trying to kidnap her?
It's just crazy thinking.
The people sitting in this coffee shop were all petty bourgeoisie white-collar workers at least, and they still had a basic appreciation level. For a moment, everyone was attracted and listened attentively one by one.
After fifteen minutes, Zhu Yiyi finished playing.
It was such a difficult task, but she acted like a normal person, her face not red and her heart not beating.
There was silence in the cafe.
Then, someone started to applaud lightly, and then a burst of warm applause broke out.
Someone else was shouting:
"Little girl, please play one more song."
Zhu Yiyi stood up very gracefully, then bowed slightly to the person who spoke, and then ran over to Su Mu with a smile.
Her bangs, which looked like watermelon rinds, were beating happily, just like the little girl's mood.
"Su Mu, how do I play?"
Su Mu was noncommittal:
"I'll give you fifty-nine points. If you work harder, you can pass."
A layman listens to the excitement, an expert listens to the rules.
Su Mu's fifty-nine points are very fair.
But looking at Zhu Yiyi's age, she is only ten years old. If converted to a thirty-year-old man, she would definitely score 99 points.
Even Ma Wenjing thought Su Mu was joking.
Zhu Yiyi pouted:
"Can the ink tassel pop out?"
Su Mu...!
Little girl, are you waiting for me here?
You're not interested in the piano specifically to deal with Little Liusu, right?
At this time, a gentle middle-aged uncle walked over gently, first smiled and nodded at Su Mu, and then smiled softly at Zhu Yiyi:
"My lovely child, your talent astounds me. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am a professor in the Piano Department of Yangyin University. I think that with your level, you can be admitted to Yangyin School under special circumstances."
Su Mu was so stunned that he fell to the ground.
Yangyin has such a great name.
If it were any other little girl, her parents would be bursting with joy if she could get such favor.
pity.
The child standing in front of you is called Zhu Yiyi.
How can a university compare to the Zhu family’s family education?
Not to mention Zhu Yiyi is not willing, even if she is willing, her mother is not willing.
The Hongwu Zhu family can bring together the top ten piano masters in the world with one sentence to Yongle Hall to give little friend Zhu Yiyi one-on-one private lessons.
Is your voice okay?
Not to mention that all artists are noble, artists also need to eat.
No matter how noble an artist is, he cannot withstand the Zhu family throwing money at him.
If you give too much, who won’t be tempted?
Zhu Yiyi smiled sweetly at the middle-aged handsome man:
"Thank you uncle, I have a better teacher."
As she said that, she hugged Su Mu's arm directly.
The middle-aged handsome guy was stunned, and quickly smiled at Su Mu and said:
"Sir, I didn't expect that you have such a profound knowledge of the piano? I wonder who you studied under?"
Su Mu glanced at Zhu Yiyi angrily. The little girl stuck out her tongue playfully and raised her chin proudly towards Su Mu.
"Self-taught."
The middle-aged handsome guy just can't do it anymore.
He's so damn self-taught.
The threshold for entry into the piano is extremely low, and anyone can play it a few times.
But what follows is a geometric multiple of difficulty.
This thing, without the guidance of a famous teacher, you will never be able to cross that threshold in your life.
There are no truly evil geniuses, but who is not a grand pianist who will leave his name in history?
Just after the handsome middle-aged man left sadly, another tall man in black with a stern face came over.
He said directly to Su Mu:
"My eldest son would like to invite your son to play a piece of music by himself. The price is whatever you want."
Su Mu frowned slightly, then smiled:
"Do you think we look like singers?"
The man in black looked stunned and said indifferently:
"I advise you to play a song. My eldest son is not an ordinary person. It is your luck to be appreciated by him. Tell me, how much does it cost?"
Ma Wenjing's face darkened and she said coldly:
"Please leave immediately, you are not welcome here."
The man in black's face changed, and his expression became more indifferent. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Ma Wenjing, and said in a threatening tone:
"Woman, you'd better shut up, I'm not talking to you."
Ma Wenjing couldn't help but smile coldly.
This kind of drama, as the eldest lady of the Ma family, she usually hugged and hugged her before going out, which was something she rarely encountered.
How dare someone dare to talk to her like this?
Looking up at the other person like a dead person, Ma Wenjing faintly uttered one word:
"roll."
The man in black turned blue with anger, looked at Ma Wenjing hard, turned around and left.
Ma Wenjing shook her head and apologized to Su Mu:
"Young Master Su, I'm sorry, this kind of fly is so annoying, I couldn't help but say bad words. If it's okay, please allow me to leave first."
Su Mu also stood up, held Zhu Yiyi's hand and said with a smile:
"We are going back too, I'll see you off."
At this moment, several young men in bright clothes and angry horses came towards them and blocked the way.