Chapter 70 (2/2)

Therefore, as soon as he arrived at the college, Akkad went straight to his music room.

Akkad’s music room was in the innermost part of the violin department’s first floor. It had the best lighting, a large glass window, and also occupied the largest area. The soundproofing was so fantastic that it was almost impossible for sound inside to leak.

Of course, these were Akkad’s personal benefits, other rooms did not have such luxury. For example, as he stepped into the corridor, the sound of a violin and piano echoed with exciting melody.

Akkad’s footsteps halted, and he murmured to himself, “This violin. . . is it Little Seven?”

His heart was overjoyed, but he didn’t stay happy for long as he suddenly realized, “Wait a minute, where did he get a piano? This is definitely not a CD, someone is playing live?”

This was the violin department, there were almost no piano students here. But after thinking for a moment, Akkad remembered, “Oh, that Dylan boy next door plays the piano. It must be that fellow playing with Little Seven.”

Touching his chin, Akkad walked to Dylan’s room and murmured, “Geez, this Dylan is really good. To have someone at this level, what is the piano department doing? Why didn’t the piano department hold onto him?”

He crept towards the door and carefully pushed the door open, making little to no noise. In the room, Qi Mu stood facing the piano with his eyes closed, so he didn’t notice Akkad’s arrival.

Professor Akkad smiled and enjoyed the melody for a while. He then turned to look at the person playing the piano. Unfortunately, from his spot, the pianist’s figure was mostly obscured by the piano panel, but he could still see the person’s handsome jaw.

This Dylan guy could really play the piano, or. . . he could recommend this person to Farrell later? This should be more than enough for Dresden.

——Was Professor Akkad’s thoughts.

Qi Mu had yet to notice someone had opened the door and was secretly peeping.

It was hard to grasp this rare inspiration, so Qi Mu didn’t want to be distracted even a little. His fingers slid across the strings, and the bow in his right hand was pulled fast, tapping uniformly from time to time.

Paganini’s works were really suitable for showing off dazzling skills. For a handsome and refined young man to play with such beautiful and gorgeous skills, even Akkad felt refreshed and happy watching him.

Of course, while Dylan’s face wasn’t visible, Akkad had to admit that the skills the pianist showed off were good enough. He changed to Liszt’s version of 《No. 24》 to suppress his student’s violin with even more dazzling ability.

But, how could Dylan easily suppress Little Seven as he desired?

In the duration of the roughly six-minutes-long song, the sound of violin and piano were compatible and, in the end, there was nothing that could indicate which was the lead and which one was suppressed.

When the finale came to an end, Professor Akkad clapped and shouted, “Bravo!”

Qi Mu suddenly come back to his senses. He looked at Akkad who stood at the door and asked, “Teacher, why are you back today? Weren’t you supposed to be back tomorrow?!”

Akkad stepped forward and said, “I came back a day in advance to see if you were slacking off. Little Seven, ah, do you want to eat chocolate? Teacher brought some back from Italy for you, haha!” He lifted the chocolate bag in his hand.

Qi Mu took the bag, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, “Thank you, teacher.”

Professor Akkad nodded, satisfied, and said, “I didn’t expect your skills to rise to this level in just a few days. Very good, Little Seven. You completed the task I gave you three days in advance. Your performance on No. 24 just now was great! I think you now understand what you lacked.”

This high praise from his teacher stunned Qi Mu, but then he smiled, “Teacher, I think. . . I get it now.”

Akkad said with relief, “That’s great, that’s great. As long as you understand this point, let alone a year, I think in half a year, you could surpass that guy Auston. Let him know. . .”

“Teacher. . .”

“Let him see, how much better than him you are. . .”

“Teacher. . .” Qi Mu weakly said.

“Don’t worry, Little Seven. That Auston guy has too many things, he’s so greedy. . .”

Qi Mu knew that nothing could be salvaged this time. He covered his face, sighed, and said, “Teacher, you. . .”

“I don’t know if he’s had the time to practice these years. Maybe he’s regressed that even Dylan could match him now. Oh right, speaking of Dylan, I didn’t expect that big silly piano could play so well, not bad. Little Seven, you’re. . .”

“Hey! Professor Akkad, Seven! You’re both here?!”

A high-pitched voice came from the direction of the door. Akkad and Qi Mu turned, following the sound, and saw Dylan scratching the back of his head. “I went out to buy some burgers. I didn’t expect to see you’re already back, Professor Akkad.”

Akkad nodded and said, “Oh, Dylan, I just mentioned you. You play the piano well, why did you suddenly switch to the violin? With your skill level, you’re good enough for Dresden. . . eh. . .”

Akkad stopped abruptly. He turned to look at Qi Mu in horror. The young man smiled helplessly and gently shook his head, motioning towards the piano.

Suddenly having an ominous premonition, the little old man gulped but before he could make a sound, he saw a slender hand stretching out from behind the piano, and it waved at him twice.

Immediately after, a handsome, familiar face appeared in front of him.

Min Chen waved again, “Hi, Reed. Long time no see.”

Akkad: “. . .”

Qi Mu: “. . .”

Min Chen solemnly said, “I practice the piano daily, don’t slander me.”

Akkad: “. . .”