Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Autistic Piano Prodigy VS Part-Time Tutor (Part 25) Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Autistic Piano Prodigy VS Part-Time Tutor (Part 25) “Clap. Clap. Clap…” Thunderous applause erupted just as Yang Huiying curled the corners of her lips.
She knew she had succeeded.
Sure enough, not long after she had stepped off the stage, someone came looking for her.
“Miss Yang, hello, I am the assistant conductor of the Lemon Tree Orchestra. I apologize for asking, but was the piece you just performed personally composed by you?” The man, smartly dressed, smiled kindly.
Yang Huiying nodded reservedly, “I had interned at a small orchestra before, and this past year, I’ve experienced all sorts of ups and downs. This piece ‘Sunshine’ is based on my experiences throughout the year.”
The man frowned slightly but nodded, “Having gone through countless hardships and never giving up, finally finding your own sunshine. Miss Yang’s composition really carries a wonderful message.”
Yang Huiying kept her smile.
The two chatted casually for a while before the man handed Yang Huiying a business card and left.
Only after the man had left did Yang Huiying allow herself to show her joy: the Lemon Tree Orchestra was one of the top orchestras in the country, with principals who were internationally renowned, and other members who were also well-known musicians.
For such an orchestra to approach someone directly was uncommon, and their initiative in seeking her out indicated an intention to invite her.
She returned to her dormitory in a great mood, and her roommates, aware that she had performed on the big stage at the graduation ceremony, congratulated her.
Even Xiao Lin congratulated her as though their previous differences didn’t exist, smiling, “Congratulations, Huiying. Maybe our dorm will soon boast a great musician.”
Yang Huiying gave her a look, coolly responding, “You’re better off, having signed a contract with the West Sea Orchestra before even graduating.”
Xiao Lin’s smile faltered, aware that Yang Huiying was still mindful of her previous actions, and left with an awkward laugh.
Yang Huiying scoffed. When she was down and out, Xiao Lin had kicked her when she was down; now seeing her rise, she wanted to cozy up. Did she really think she was so easily manipulated?
The person who had contacted Yang Huiying returned to the orchestra.
“Master Feng,” he called out respectfully to a gaunt-looking elderly man.
“How did it go?” the elderly man, known as Master Feng, asked.
The man replied, “Miss Yang claims she personally composed ‘Sunshine’ based on her feelings from her internship at a small orchestra a year ago.”
Master Feng frowned, “The first half of the piece, so heavy with suffocation and despair, it almost materializes—what exactly did she experience there? What could have happened that made her even lose the desire to live?”
Art is the best medium for expressing one’s emotions, and for a master like Master Feng, it was easy to accurately discern what a piece meant to convey.
Yang Huiying, unaware that her work was still under discussion, had not yet had time to sign her name to it. ‘Sunshine’ was just a name she had given to the piece based on her interpretation of it.
But indeed, this work had made her famous.
The entire music academy knew of a genius emerging from the piano department, who had stunned everyone at the graduation ceremony with a piece that had earned immense praise from world-class masters.
Yang Huiying received countless invitations, yet she had not responded to any. She was waiting for news from the Lemon Tree Orchestra.
Yang Huiying was confident that with her ability to create a piece like ‘Sunshine,’ any insightful orchestra would definitely not overlook her.