At the mention of the music event, Qiao Chen's dark eyes finally lit up. She looked at him with ambition and smiled, then said humbly, "I'm ready. My aunt said that she helped me contact Mr. Steven. He quite likes my piano music and has already agreed to take me in as his student."
"Mr. Steven?" Fu Ge couldn't hide his surprise.
She lowered her head shyly. "Yes. It's Mr. Steven from the International Piano Association. He knows my aunt. Didn't he come to my birthday party before? After that, I've been in private communication with Mr. Steven and often wrote emails to ask him about the piano. This time, when my aunt told him about me, I didn't expect him to not reject her and agree to take me in as his disciple."
Mr. Steven's attainments in the piano field weren't inferior to Nie Mi's attainments in the konghou field. He was also one of the world's famous hall-level musicians.
Furthermore, he was the vice president of the International Piano Association.
