"How was I?" Ye Xiu stopped paying attention to Young Master Lu, who was arguing incessantly, and returned to his little clique.
"Your hand position is too ugly." Tang Rou sighed.
"My left hand's okay, but my right hand always feels a bit twisted." Ye Xiu said.
"Why?" Chen Guo asked.
"My right hand is used to holding a mouse." Ye Xiu said.
"..."
"You probably only know how to play that piece, don't you!" Chen Guo said.
"Of course not!" Ye Xiu said proudly.
"Oh?" Chen Guo was surprised.
"I know one other song." Ye XIu said.
"..." Chen Guo was once again rendered speechless. Knowing one piece or two was practically the same thing, no? It seemed like he only played the piano to practice his hand speed.
"Which other one?" Tang Rou was quite interested.
"Pathetique third movement." Ye Xiu said.
"Oh." Tang Rou nodded her head.
"What's that?" Chen Guo didn't feel ashamed to ask.
