The King's Enchanting-Chapter 1560 - 1572: Joy and Sorrow (Part 7)

"Those pieces, I heard you wrote them yourself?"

Yu Zexiao nodded: "Yes, Master. All my albums, except for a few covers, the rest are written by myself."

John Gruber nodded: "That’s good. A musician must not be a performer, but a creator, putting their spirit into the work to produce the most exquisite music. I once met such a person, but unfortunately..."

While speaking, he shook his head and sighed.

For many, first comes the talent scout, then the thousand-mile horse. However, for a master like John Gruber, he has always been searching for a disciple to carry on his legacy. To inherit his career, truly spreading the spirit of music through the ages. Originally, he thought he found one, but unfortunately, that person didn’t come.

Yu Zexiao felt a bit strange: "Master, is it possible that you recruit disciples, yet someone doesn’t want to learn from you?"

Musicians worldwide, those who dream of the piano, who wouldn’t want to be his disciple?

"There was one." The Master shook his head regretfully. "I remember, also an Asian girl, who participated in a competition with Anni. I attended each of her performances; her music, though immature, had a soul-stirring power. Unfortunately..."

Yu Zexiao became even more curious. He knew John Gruber’s health hadn’t been well over the years, always recuperating in Hallstatt, with only Nie Anni as his disciple around him. Aside from her, was there someone else who earned the Master’s favor even more?

He glanced at Nie Anni, who was evidently often compared to that person, calmly said: "It was ten years ago, when I was part of the World Youth Competition, seemingly from Canada, named Ma Yiyi. She played ’Tang Huang’s Memories,’ a piece my teacher always asked me to study..."

"What, what did you say?!" Suddenly, Yu Zexiao jumped over, grabbing Nie Anni’s shoulders: "You said Ma Yiyi from Canada?"

Nie Anni was startled, then nodded, and the veins on Yu Zexiao’s face strained: "How, how is that possible?"

"Yes, but she wasn’t in my group, I haven’t met her. She was first place in the preliminaries, yet on the day of the finals, she didn’t show up."

Canadian, Ma Yiyi, the competition ten years ago...

If he remembered correctly, ten years ago, Jian Anning’s father and grandparents died in a car accident?

Moreover, although her musical sense is so strong, yet she absolutely doesn’t dare to touch the piano or music?

Suddenly, Yu Zexiao snatched the phone from the assistant beside him, and searched the news for Jian Anning’s photo! 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Then, he handed the picture to the Master: "Master, is this person Ma Yiyi?"

John Gruber was startled. He took a look at the photo, his memory indeed very strong. The picture of Jian Anning hadn’t changed much in ten years. With just one glance, he recognized it: "I can’t be one hundred percent sure it’s her, but it’s definitely very similar."

Yu Zexiao’s face was shocked, if Jian Anning was Ma Yiyi, then the person who played ’Tang Huang’s Memories’ ten years ago, could it be...

He immediately called Jian Anning, but the call could not go through.