As soon as her mother-in-law left, the two of them were completely without restraint in America. That very evening, Ren He huddled in Yang Xi's apartment, watching television while listening to her practice the piano for another three hours before returning to his own place.
Three hours of practice wasn't much; in his previous life, there had been a master who performed a complete sonata taking over two hours. It seemed that even piano masters engaging in performance could consider it a physical task...
Of course, this was a rarity.
Moreover, time spent practicing piano should not exceed six hours because beyond that limit, one would be exhausted and unable to maintain focus.
The next day during class, Ren He walked into the piano room and suddenly noticed a peculiar phenomenon: there were many people he didn't recognize at all in the room!
"Who are you...?" Ren He asked in surprise.
"We're from the composition department, just here to observe," someone said.
