Just listening to the sound master seems too young and too good-looking...
They thought the sound master would at least be as old as Chairman Qin...
Lumu Yao couldn't believe her ears. Qing Yan was really the sound master? How is that possible!
Even Lumu Zhenhai, Xu Aiqin, and Gao Yang in the audience were shocked and couldn't believe it...
"Younger generation, do you dare to question the skills of the sound master? Even with her eyes closed, she can play the piano. Not to mention closing her eyes, even if she faces away from the piano and plays with her hands reversed, she plays better than you!"
The audience erupted once again.
Lumu Yao's face couldn't be described as pale anymore, but she still persisted, "Is that so? Since her piano skills are so profound, then let her come on stage and play for everyone!"
Hah! Such arrogance!
No one has ever dared to make such an unreasonable request!
Does this junior think too highly of herself?
"If the piece is hers, she can play it without looking at the sheet music. If not, then she's not the sound master, and the piece is not hers! So, sound master, do you dare to come up and prove yourself?" Lumu Yao was convinced that Qing Yan couldn't play the piano!
Even if she could, she wouldn't be able to memorize this unreleased piece and play it flawlessly!
Qin Zhilan was about to have the security guards kick out this foolish junior when unexpectedly, Qing Yan stood up and lightly curved her lips. "Alright."
Let her lose convincingly!!
Everyone watched as Qing Yan stepped onto the stage, her exquisite facial features too beautiful to handle, her skin as fair as snow. The light in her eyes resembled the proud plum blossoms in the snow, and her entire being exuded a cold and domineering aura.
This girl not only possessed a strong presence, but she also had an outstanding appearance.
"Just now, Chairman Qin said you could play with your back to the piano. How about letting everyone broaden their horizons?" Lumu Yao was convinced that Qing Yan would make a fool of herself!
At this moment, Li Yuanfu and Song Qiaoying hurried back and found several people standing on the stage. Sasha already held the champion trophy in her hands, indicating that the award had been given?
But why hadn't they come down after the award ceremony? Why were they standing there with a group of people?
And why did the atmosphere feel a bit off?
What surprised them the most was that Yan Yan had also gone up?
What on earth was happening?!
They saw Qing Yan sitting on the piano stool, facing away from the piano, her hands reaching back, and her slender fingers gracefully landing on the keys, playing effortlessly.
The entire audience was shocked because Qing Yan didn't look at the sheet music but naturally played each note.
Beautiful melodies flowed from her hands, creating an incredibly pleasant sound.
"I'm a die-hard fan of the Master of Listening. This piece of music, both in terms of melody and grandeur, resembles the style of the Master of Listening!"
"Only the Master of Listening could create such a beautiful piece of music!"
"This piece of music must be her creation. Otherwise, how could she play it so effortlessly without any preparation?"
"She must be the Master of Listening, no doubt about it!"
Li Yuanfu and Song Qiaoying were both stunned. Yan Yan is the Master of Listening?
Their precious daughter turned out to be a musical prodigy?!
They had no idea before...
To be able to sit facing away from the piano, without sheet music, and play such a captivating melody with such grace, and the technique is flawless!
The entire piece exuded a majestic aura, with a grand scale that closely resembled the style of the Master of Listening.
The Master of Listening's music has a powerful ability to move people, and everyone present was deeply touched...
In comparison, everyone realized that the previous piece written by Lu Muyao, "Sorrow," was simply rubbish!
This piano-playing girl is undoubtedly the Master of Listening, there's no doubt about it!
After Qing Yan finished playing, she took the microphone from the host and calmly said, "I composed this piece last year for the survivors of the earthquake, which is why I can play it without sheet music."
That's the best proof!
Luo Zhenhai and Xu Aiqin in the audience were struck by lightning, dumbfounded. They couldn't believe that this girl who played the piano so fluently was once their child...
Wasn't she supposed to be completely talentless?
Not only talentless, but she also always had an icy demeanor!
How could she play the piano like this?
And with such a difficult technique...
It was said that someone had offered a sky-high price to invite the Master of Listening to compose, but they were refused...
Who would have thought that the person who refused was Qing Yan...
Li Yusha also didn't expect that Qing Yan was the Master of Listening. Just now, her level of playing was clearly above everyone else!
And she had shown off in front of everyone before... just thinking about it was embarrassing!
While Lu Muyao was in a state of extreme shock, she refused to admit it, "Impossible! President Qin himself said that this piece has already been included in the textbooks. You must have used your connections to get the sheet music and memorized it in advance just to embarrass me!"
Otherwise, there's no way you could play it so fluently!
Having taken on the identity of the rich young lady since childhood, learning the piano on the Lu family's money, there's nothing to be proud of!
After listening to Qing Yan's performance, Liu Feifei finally understood the saying that there are always greater heights and better people. Would the Master of Listening consider her playing trash after hearing the climax she played in front of everyone?
Qin Zhilan saw that Lu Muyao was facing imminent death but still refused to admit it, and anger surged within her.
"Since you insist that 'Sorrow' is your own independent creation, and since you can create such beautiful climactic parts, do you dare to have a live comparison with the Master of Listening?" she said.
A competition?
How would they compete?
"You and the Master of Listening will each have ten minutes to improvise. If you truly have that talent and if your improvisation can surpass that of the Master of Listening, then we will acknowledge your composition skills!" Qin Zhilan said coldly, staring at her. "It's up to you if you dare!"
Qing Yan, who was on the side, lazily spoke up, "No need for ten minutes."
She sat in front of the piano and casually played a spontaneously improvised melody.
Without any preparation, without any deliberate contemplation, her style always revolved around "listening." It sounded majestic, melodious, and captivating.
After playing a short, lively and joyful melody, Qing Yan followed it with a stunning tune that conveyed anger. The listeners could sense the fury within. Then, a melancholic melody swallowed the mountains and rivers, followed by a delightful and cheerful rhythm that stirred the emotions of everyone in the room.
She effortlessly used music to interpret what "joy," "anger," "sorrow," and "happiness" meant.
Thunderous applause filled the room.
Whether it was her finger technique, her ability to improvise on the spot, or the style and level of the composition...
They all proved that she was the Master of Listening!
If not for this farce today, they wouldn't have had the chance to hear such beautiful music or meet the Master of Listening in person!
The applause in the room continued unabated...
Even Li Yuanfu and Song Qiaoying were applauding with all their might.
They never expected their precious daughter to be so excellent at the piano!
She played so well!
As for Lu Muyao, her expression could no longer be described as just shock and embarrassment...
Qing Yan's piano skills surpassed not only her but everyone present!
She truly was the Master of Listening!