Chapter 992

Louis looked at Annika with growing sympathy.

It was genuine sympathy.

The piece "Feux Follets," as Annika mentioned, was indeed difficult to play well.

Although she had won awards in national competitions, those awards were only national, not world-class.

There were many musical geniuses in the world. For instance, Jenna, a young girl with extraordinary talent, whom Louis had heard play the piano during Annika's competition. Compared to Jenna, Annika still had some way to go.

And now... she was challenging Sylvia?

Playing "Feux Follets"?

What a joke.

When Annika heard Louis speak to her, she thought he was showing concern and encouragement.

She lifted her chin proudly. "Mr. Fox, I really like this piece. I hope you can guide me on it. It would be an honor."

Louis looked at her with a pitying gaze. "Alright, Miss Hipps, please."

Annika sat down at the piano and glanced at the strikingly elegant Sylvia. "I wonder what piece you will play later, Miss Andrews?"

Sylvia's lips curled into a smile, her eyes bright and clear. "I don't like playing difficult pieces; they're too hard. Today is a good day, as you said. I'll play 'Ode to Joy."""

Annika scoffed. "That's a piece for kindergarteners, isn't it?"

Playing such a simple piece-she must not understand piano at all!

Let alone being Louis's disciple.

Annika's eyes were full of mockery as she focused on playing her chosen piece, "Feux Follets."

This étude emphasized the flexibility of the forearm and was usually considered an advanced concert piece.

Franz Liszt pursued a dizzying, technically dazzling piano style with extremely fast speed, loud volume, brilliant technique, and wild momentum that captivated people of his time. However... although Annika didn't miss a single note, she played "Feux Follets" very slowly, imbuing it with a gentle and soft quality.

Louis shook his head helplessly after listening for a while.

While outsiders might not notice, almost every member of the Hipps family could play the piano.

So, most of the people present were piano experts.

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especially for "Feux Follets,"

room fell silent;

No one spoke.

regressed so much? Have you stopped practicing

feeling proud,

face

clear, and aggressive. But you played it so

to lose face so badly in front of her entire family. She couldn't bear the humiliation, especially

angrier

she was just the daughter of the branch family, she didn't dare to resist and

"Miss Hipps, you should practice more diligently in the future. 'Feux Follets'

A blatant humiliation.

she chose such a difficult piece and got mocked?

Sylvia could play. Wasn't it just "Ode to Joy"? Such a

sneered inwardly, Sylvia sat

everyone widened their eyes to look at the woman sitting by the

danced over the black and

performance was balanced and graceful without losing control in

seamlessly, showcasing layers of harmonious lines

technique was awe-inspiring; it felt like she was

A whole new world!

Joy' played so beautifully before. The ones I heard before were

a simple piece sound

she breathed

whispering. "As expected of Mr. Fox's

think if she played 'Feux Follets,'

"I think so too."

stood beside Martha, her face

melodious when Sylvia played

Was what she just heard really

was not easy, but playing a well-known

That was almost impossible.

This... was too shocking!

piano and would often play a piece

Elise" or "Ode to

play at such an advanced level was a

When the piece ended,

"I apologize

soft yet

a dream and began

while feeling

It's been so long since I heard you play; your level is beyond what ordinary people can reach." The praise was

only him but Louis also said, "Sylvia, your piano

admitted he was inferior to

!!!

statement was like a deep-water bomb

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