Chapter 53

At this moment, Han Shuai burst out laughing, "Is this what you call playing the piano? This is the first time I've heard such a terrible piano piece. Are you playing Beethoven or Mozart?"

If they heard this, they would probably rise from their graves to fight you to the death!

Feeling the mocking gazes around him, Tao Wei angrily said, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny? If you have the ability, play something for me to hear.

What right do you have to mock others if you can't do it yourself?"

"This..."

Han Shuai's smile faltered. He really wanted to go up and play a piece to slap the other person's face, but unfortunately, he was a complete idiot when it came to music and had never even touched a piano before.

Seeing his expression, Tao Wei felt a bit more comfortable and said arrogantly, "You two poor guys, I'm not looking down on you, but have you ever touched a piano?

Do you know what a piano piece is? Do you know how many keys a piano has?

If you're nothing, you have no right to stand up and mock others. If you have the ability, play something for me to hear. If you can play a complete piece, I'll admit defeat."

This time, even Ye Bufan was included in the target of his attack. In his view, such poor people had no chance to learn the piano, let alone surpass him in skill.

Others thought the same. The piano was definitely a luxury for the rich. Not to mention the cost of buying a piano, which an ordinary family couldn't afford, even the cost of lessons, which could be several hundred to thousands of yuan per class, was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Since you say that, I'll teach you what it means to play the piano."

To everyone's surprise, Ye Bufan actually walked towards the piano.

He had come today to help his brother, and at this critical moment, he couldn't be intimidated by the other side.

However, Han Shuai pulled him back and whispered, "Old Three, can you really do it? Acting impulsively at this moment will be embarrassing."

Although they had lived in the same dormitory for three years, Ye Bufan had spent all his free time working and had never been seen playing the piano.

Ye Bufan said, "Don't worry. Although my piano skills aren't great, they are still dozens of times better than his."

This wasn't just boasting. In high school, he had shown great talent in piano and was praised by the old principal as a musical genius. He used to practice on the old piano at school whenever he had free time.

By the time of the college entrance exam, Ye Bufan's piano skills had reached at least level 10. According to the old principal's wishes, he should have applied to the Central Conservatory of Music in China.

Unfortunately, the tuition for music schools was prohibitively expensive, and considering his family's situation, he ultimately gave up.

The old principal was depressed about this for a long time.

Ye Bufan, who already had a solid foundation, later inherited the legacy of the ancient medical school, which included music theory.

Although there were no pianos in ancient times, the understanding of music theory at a higher level was universal, and the inheritance greatly benefited him.

At this point, Ye Bufan's mastery of music theory far exceeded that of ordinary pianists and had reached world-class levels.

He walked straight to the piano and said to Tao Wei, "I'm not competing with you, but I want to show you what real piano playing is."

Then he sat down at the piano and started playing.

"Putting on airs, can you even play..."

Tao Wei was about to mock him when he was stunned by a beautiful melody. Was this Beethoven's Second Symphony?

This piece conveyed a positive attitude towards life, full of vigor and without any melancholy, making people feel a celebration of life.

The music flowed like a stream, and Ye Bufan sat calmly at the piano, his hands moving like swift butterflies over the keys.

"Wow, this is really beautiful!"

Shi Yuting was amazed, her mouth wide open. Her family was well-off, and she had been learning the piano since childhood, with excellent results.

At this moment, she was completely stunned by Ye Bufan's performance. She had thought Han Shuai had brought an ordinary person, but it turned out to be a piano master.

His extraordinary skills in piano even surpassed her teacher's, comparable to the pianists on TV.

Han Shuai, who knew nothing about music, could tell from the others' expressions that his brother was performing exceptionally well, even captivating the entire room.

This made him extremely excited. It seemed he had made the right choice in asking Ye Bufan to come and support him.

Ding... Ding... Ding...

With the beautiful melody, the entire private room fell silent, and everyone listened intently, as if afraid to miss a single note.

In the beautiful music, everyone seemed to feel the essence of life.

When the piece ended, the private room was so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping, and everyone was frozen in place.

After a brief silence, Shi Yuting was the first to clap.

"Beautiful, really beautiful!" She stepped forward, her face full of excitement, and said to Ye Bufan, "Classmate, can you play another piece for me? You play so beautifully."

Han Shuai asked stupidly, "Yuting, is my brother playing well?"

Shi Yuting replied without hesitation, "Of course, even international piano masters are no better than this."

"Kid, I didn't expect you to be so deep," Han Shuai punched Ye Bufan on the shoulder and said, "With this skill, why don't you play another piece for your sister-in-law?"

At this moment, Shi Yuting was full of anticipation and didn't notice how he addressed her.

Tao Wei, a level 10 pianist, naturally knew the level of Ye Bufan's performance, but he couldn't easily admit defeat and said coldly, "What's the point of playing such a soft piece? If you have the ability, play something with a faster rhythm."

In his view, Ye Bufan must have practiced this piece a lot to play it so well, and he wouldn't be able to handle a different style.

Ye Bufan ignored him and said to Shi Yuting, "Since you like it, I'll play Rimsky-Korsakov's 'Flight of the Bumblebee.'"

Shi Yuting's expression changed, and she said, "You don't have to listen to Tao Wei. Play whatever you want."

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, "No problem, I happen to like fast-paced pieces too!"

Han Shuai asked, puzzled, "Yuting, what is 'Flight of the Bumblebee'? Is this piece special?"

Shi Yuting said, "It's one of the top 10 most difficult piano pieces in the world, ranking third. In terms of rhythm speed, it's even faster than the top two."

"Is it that amazing? Old Three, can you really do it?"

After Han Shuai spoke, Ye Bufan didn't say anything and his hands started moving rapidly over the keys.

This time, the speed of his playing was many times faster than before, his ten fingers hitting the keys like raindrops, and the dense melody seemed to ignite the air in the private room.