Fuyuma Yaozi was a classical pianist. She had focused on classical music for many years and had played all kinds of classical music.
Naturally, he also dabbled in the more famous serenades.
However, it was also because he understood it very well that when he listened to Messiah's serenade, he felt the surprised and cheerful beginning, followed by the melodious melody that was like a dancer's. It was so beautiful and the style was so strange. The surprise and shock in his heart really grew.
Winter Horse Yaozi had never heard of the style of Messiah's song, but he was certain of one thing.
As a world-class pianist and a master of classical music, Fuyuma Yaozi had the ability and qualifications to judge whether the beginning of a serenade was good or bad.
The opening part of this unknown serenade had a surprisingly beautiful melody and rhythm. It was the best serenade that Fuyuma Yaozi had ever heard.
The best serenade opening, there was no one else!
Such an evaluation might be a bit exaggerated, because it was not the evaluation of an ordinary person, but the evaluation of a world-class pianist, the master of the classical school in Vienna, Fuyuma Yaozi.
If such an evaluation were to spread, it would probably cause quite a stir in the world.
The value of this evaluation and its true value was something that ordinary people would never be able to touch in their entire lives.
Dongma Yaozi felt that there was nothing wrong with this evaluation. It was a fair evaluation.
Before this, Winter Horse Yaozi thought that Messiah was just a clown, a chuunibyou patient. However, when the serenade began, Winter Horse Yaozi instantly understood how wrong he was.
Messiah was not an arrogant, arrogant, and rebellious chuunibyou. He was a true genius.
Only a true genius, a person who truly integrated music into his soul, could create such a serenade.
Truly amazing. Even Dongma Yaozi couldn't help but praise him.
Outstanding people deserved praise. This had always been Fuyuma Yaozi's philosophy. She wasn't annoyed by Messiah's outstanding performance, but she was full of admiration.
Dongma Yaozi looked at Messiah with a fanatical expression.
Dongma Yaozi, who was also a genius, was not satisfied with his daughter's talent. Although she was outstanding enough, she had not reached the level of a genius.
To Dongma Yaozi, this was the reality of the world. Only those with true talent could reach the peak.
No matter how hard an ordinary person worked, they would at most achieve brilliant results. However, it was impossible for them to be recorded in history and become a world-class master.
The terrifying talent of this youth in front of him was even more outstanding than his!
Although it was only a serenade, Winter Horse Yaozi was certain.
This was her premonition, and her premonition had always been accurate!
She subconsciously glanced at her daughter. At this moment, Fuyuma Kazusa had been completely influenced by the serenade. Her entire person became relaxed and happy, and her body moved slightly along with the melody.
This was the incredible charm of music. Fuyuma Kazusha, who was a little unhappy a second ago, had become relaxed and cheerful at this moment.
The melodious and relaxing melody even made Fuyunuma Yaozi sink into it. She was infected by it and felt a little relaxed and happy. She subconsciously wanted to dance along with this little piece of music.
If this was not a performance at Fuyuma Yaozi's house, but a performance at a big family's party, it was estimated that everyone would be unable to resist dancing to this music in an instant.
Fuyuma Yaozi and Fuyuma Kazusa stared at Messiah without blinking. They looked at his focused expression as if their souls were invested in it, giving off a sacred and inviolable feeling. Looking at his slender fingers, like a dancer, dancing on the piano keys, feeling the pure and melodious music, he was like an extremely cute little elf dancing in the sky, dancing around the two of them, laughing.
The beauty of the music, the cheerfulness of the melody, the youth's devotion, all of this, whether it was Fuyuma Kazusa or Fuyuma Yaozi, they all felt a strong sense of joy.
Unlike Fuyuma Yaozi's fanatical gaze, Fuyuma Kazusa's eyes were getting brighter and brighter.
At first, she felt that this young man was different from the rest. He actually dared to speak to her mother like this. Now that she heard this piece of music, she understood that he was not speaking without reason. He really had the right to do so.
The style of this serenade shocked her. Looking at the focused Messiah, he felt even more attracted.
In such a cheerful and beautiful melody that made people completely intoxicated, time naturally flew by. When Messiah pressed the last note and ended the serenade, the two of them did not come back to their senses for a long time.
After a long while, Fuyuma Kaza and Fuyuma Yaozi finally recovered from the aftertaste. They subconsciously clapped their hands and expressed their sincere gratitude to the performer of the song.
After Dongma Yaozi finished clapping, he stared at Messiah and asked directly,""Are you willing to be my disciple?"
"Huh?" When Messiah heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. What the hell is taking in a disciple? I'm here to be a teacher!
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