97 G Major (2/2)

”Awesome, elegant, passionate! No one can compete with you in the field of serenade.” While Mekanzi was complimenting Julian, his eyes were peeking at Lucien.

However, Lucien did not care. Lucien never regarded himself as a real musician.

Othello, as the director of the association, also extended his congratulation.

After Othello, Silvia expressed her different opinion with a gentle smile, ”Impressive as it is, the pace of the serenade in general is a bit sluggish and the structure is not well-designed.”

”Well…” Julian felt a bit embarrassed, ”What you just said… The problems you just mentioned are relatively inevitable for a serenade, aren’t they?”

Christopher was a bit surprised that his student, who was always nice and gentle, was this aggressive and sharp tonight. Thus, he took a step forward and took over the conversation, ”Anyway, this is a piece of serenade with outstanding quality.”

”Thank you!” Julian’s big smile came back again. He could already see the prosperous future that awaited him as a very famous musician in Aalto.

Then suddenly he turned around and said to Lucien in an arrogant intonation, ”Now, it’s your turn, Mr. Evans.”

At this time, Felicia’s mother said to all the guests, ”Thank you, Mr. Julian. Thank you for your passionate playing. In this beautiful evening, Mr. Lucien Evans, as my daughter’s music classmate, will also present us a piece of bagatelle as well!”

Lucien’s name caused a stir in the crowd.

”Yes, ‘the’ Mr. Lucien Evans. The young talented musician who composed Symphony of Fate!” Felicia’s mother introduced with pride.

Lucien tidied his clothes a bit and was about to walk to the center of the hall, when Mekanzi said to him in an ill-intentioned way, ”Hope you don’t press the wrong key, Lucien.”

Natasha took a glance at Mekanzi and lifted her eyebrows, and then looked at Lucien. She had confidence in Lucien since she had seen Lucien playing piano several times after he awoke his Blessing, and his playing skill had improved a lot.

”Don’t let Natasha down,” Silvia said to Lucien in a low voice, ”You're Natasha’s musician consultant.”

Lucien was not bothered by Mekanzi. He nodded to Natasha, Silvia and his teacher Mr. Victor, and then walked toward the center of the hall where a piano was placed. Victor raised his glass toward his student as his encouragement.

Felicia was a bit nervous, since she was not sure whether playing a piece of bagatelle tonight was a good idea. Now in comparison to Julian’s serenade, any flaw in Lucien’s playing might be exaggerated.

The applause to welcome Lucien gradually stopped. Many musicians and nobles were waiting.

The first movement was an Allegro, pleasant, graceful and brief. And it captured everyone’s attention immediately with a very cheerful sonata-allegro form.

Julian’s smile froze on his face. As a musician, he instantly realized the gap existing between his serenade and Lucien’s work. Excellent as his work was, this young Aalto musician’s serenade could be called classical.

What Lucien was playing was Amadeus Mozart’s Serenade No. 13 for strings in G major.