"I heard that you wrote all those songs yourself?"
Uzawa Xiao nodded: "Yes, master, all my albums, except for a few songs that are covers, the rest are all written by me myself."
John Gruber nodded: "That's good. A musician must not be a performer, but needs to be a creator and put his own spirit into his works in order to present the most beautiful music."
I did meet such a person once, but unfortunately..."
As he spoke, he shook his head and took a breath.
For many people, there is a bole before a thousand-mile horse. However, for a master like John Gruber, he has been looking for a disciple who can pass on his legacy. Who can inherit his career and truly carry forward his legacy.
The spirit of music has been passed down through the ages. It turned out that he thought he had met the person, but unfortunately, the person did not come.
Uzawa Akatsuki was a little surprised: "Master, if you accept disciples, are there still people who are unwilling to learn from you?"
Musicians all over the world, people all over the world who have dreams of playing the piano, who wouldn’t want to be his disciple?
"There is one." The master shook his head regretfully, "I remember that she was also a little yellow girl who participated in the competition with Annie. I went to listen to every performance of hers. Although her music is immature, it has a touching quality.
The power of the soul. It’s a pity..."
Uzawa Akatsuki became even more curious now. He knew that John Gruber was not in good health these years and had been recuperating in Hallstatt. The only disciple he had with him was Nie Anni. Apart from her,
Is there anyone else who is more favored by the master?
He glanced at Annie Nie, who was obviously often compared with that person, and said calmly: "Ten years ago, I participated in the World Youth Championship with me. She seemed to be a Canadian named Mu Yiyi. She played
I played "Memories of Don Juan" and the teacher kept asking me to study..."
"What, what did you say?!" Suddenly, Yu Zexiao suddenly jumped over and grabbed Nie Anni's shoulders: "You mean Mu Yiyi from Canada?"
Nie Anni was startled, then nodded, and the veins on Yu Zexiao's face stretched out: "How, how is it possible?"
"Yes, but she is not in the same group as me. I have never seen her. She has always been the first in the preliminaries, but on the day of the finals, she did not come to participate."
Canadian, Mu Yiyi, the game ten years ago...
If he remembered correctly, Jian Anning's father and grandparents died in a car accident ten years ago?
Moreover, she obviously has such a strong sense of music, but she dare not touch the piano or music?
Yu Zexiao suddenly grabbed the assistant's cell phone next to him, searched for news, and pulled up Jian Anning's photo!
Then, he handed the picture to the master: "Master, is this person Mu Yiyi?"
John Gruber was startled. He looked at the photo, and his memory was indeed very strong. The Jian Anning in the photo did not change much from ten years ago. He recognized it at just a glance:
"I'm not 100% sure it's her, but it does look very similar."
Yu Zexiao looked shocked. If Jian Anning was Mu Yiyi, then ten years ago, the person who played "Memories of Don Juan" could be said to be...
He immediately called Jian Anning, but the call couldn't be reached.