How is this possible?!

This is the thought that first appeared in the minds of the two.

No matter how they tried, they couldn't fathom how Ye Xuan dared to modify the song's rhythm, elevating the difficulty of the entire piece to a whole new level!

The most critical aspect is that he didn't miss a beat, seamlessly merging with the previous style of the song. Not only did he not decrease the overall quality of the melody, but he elevated the artistic conception to a perfect level, allowing listeners to feel even more uplifted and inspired.

This is simply unimaginable!

It's important to know that adapting world-renowned music is extremely difficult, and almost no one dares to do it!

These songs already hold a fairly high status, representing masterpieces of certain musical masters, embodying the essence of their life works. If one's skills fall short of that level, any reckless modification is bound to turn cliché, resulting in more harm than good.

Yet Ye Xuan managed to alter it so perfectly, not only increasing the difficulty but also sublimating the artistic conception based on the original work. It must be said, his execution was simply formidable!

Yao Xingtong's beautiful eyes were fixed on Ye Xuan, sparkling with undisguised admiration for him!

Indeed, she hadn't misjudged him; his piano skills are truly unfathomable.

"This... how is this possible?! How did he do it?"

Wu Shihao's face was full of shock, muttering to himself.

He truly couldn't believe everything happening before his eyes!

If Ye Xuan had incorporated emotional elements in his previous performances, he could have accepted it, but now the latter's modification of rhythm and elevation of artistic conception completely shocked him.

With this single hand, Ye Xuan has already effortlessly surpassed him in piano mastery!

At this moment, looking at Ye Xuan who was engrossed in his piano performance, his face was full of complexity.

Unexpectedly, the guy he mocked for being a piano novice actually possessed such superb piano skills, declaring his own skills indeed insufficient in front of him. He sighed silently, choosing to stay silent.

Mo Tao's mouth twitched, the hand stroking his goatee now slightly trembling, almost pulling out a few strands of hair.

"Ah... youth is intimidating! But this young lad is too good at pretending."

He laughed bitterly, admitting his own misjudgment, feeling this guy is just too low-key.

Clearly equipped with such formidable skills, he acts like a piano novice, claiming he has only learned piano for three months, which is simply absurd.

Mo Tao doesn't believe that a novice practicing piano for less than three months can achieve such a level; it's entirely impossible! Ye Xuan's skills, even in an international piano competition, would be of championship caliber, not being unworthy of the title 'the youngest piano master.'

Glimpsing at the reactions of the two beside him, Yao Xingtong's lips curved up, revealing a charming smile akin to a spring breeze, relaxing her mood.

If her guess is correct, the outcome of this piano contest, unsurprisingly, is Ye Xuan's victory!

At this moment.

The melody approached its conclusion!

"Dun dun dun..."

Ye Xuan gracefully performed the last few notes, and then his dancing hands abruptly froze in mid-air.

The echoes of the song still lingered in the room until they finally faded away, thus completing "Beethoven's Ninth Symphony."

"Perfect! Simply perfect!"

At this moment, Mo Tao couldn't help but speak out in praise, showcasing his inner excitement.

"Beethoven's Ninth Symphony," as one of the world's most famous piano compositions, has been played by countless performers. Mo Tao himself had heard many excellent pianists perform, but none had given him the shock today's performance by Ye Xuan had!

Especially the aggressive and exuberant part that Ye Xuan had adapted, providing him an extremely enjoyable auditory experience! It was as if he was transported back to the Renaissance period of the 18th century, witnessing an elderly man with deaf ears playing tirelessly at the piano.

Although in his later years, his body was imperfect, unable to hear any sound, it didn't hinder his passion for music nor his anticipation for the future! A piece like "Beethoven's Ninth Symphony" pushed the classical romantic music to its peak, deservedly earning the title 'Saint of Music.'

This scene stirred Mo Tao's emotions, deeply influenced by the spirit of devoting a lifetime to art, profoundly moving his inner thoughts.

In comparison, Wu Shihao did not have such deep insights.

He only knew that in this piano contest, Ye Xuan indeed outperformed him!

The melody performed by the other party, regardless of rhythm or artistic conception, showed an exceptional mastery, far beyond his comparison! He indeed didn't play as well as Ye Xuan did.

This caused his prideful heart to suffer a severe blow, leaving him momentarily silent.

Ye Xuan got up from the chair and walked towards the crowd.

Seeing Wu Shihao remain silent, he turned his gaze to Mo Tao, smiling generously, and asked, "How was it, Mr. Mo? I wonder what score you would give my 'Beethoven's Ninth Symphony'?"

Mo Tao smiled and raised his thumb without hesitation, offering his praise, "Ye Xuan, your performance was excellent! Perfectly flawless, I fear even I couldn't achieve this level, I give you a ten!"

"Haha, thank you, Mr. Mo."

Ye Xuan slightly nodded and smiled, unsurprised by the perfect score given by Mo Tao.

This made Mo Tao appreciate him even more; this young man is truly a rare talent, neither arrogant nor rash!

Simultaneously, Ye Xuan directed his gaze toward Wu Shihao, asking with a faint smile, "Mr. Wu, how do you think my performance was? Compared to yours, is it higher or lower?"

Wu Shihao's mouth twitched slightly, Ye Xuan's words obviously carrying a tone of mockery.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, with so many people present, even the Master Mo acknowledged the latter's level, he had no choice but to concede.

"You played slightly better than me," Wu Shihao murmured unwillingly.

"Oh, just slightly better?" Ye Xuan playfully smiled.

"Although your performance was excellent and your adaptation was successful, all you did was occupy the technical aspect! Besides these, purely by the level of piano artistry, you're indeed just a bit better than me," Wu Shihao retorted discontentedly.

"Shihao, technique is also a part of skill! A person's piano mastery includes many aspects, not just the level of playing; playing well at best makes one a technician, a true pianist must imbue emotion in music. Music without emotion is like a person without a soul!" Mo Tao advised sternly.

Upon hearing this, Wu Shihao trembled and fell silent once more.

"Did you hear that? You can use techniques too, since you have nothing to say anymore, does that mean I've won the competition?" Ye Xuan said casually.

Wu Shihao took a deep breath, staring complexly at Ye Xuan, and said, "Indeed, you have won this! But I have a question I want to ask you."

"What question?"

Wu Shihao looked directly at Ye Xuan, asking, "This piece of 'Beethoven's Ninth Symphony,' I have played it dozens of times, but have never evoked the kind of artistic conception you did! I considered myself quite familiar with the song, but I can't achieve that conception. Why is that?"

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