After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 992

Chapter 992

Louis looked at Annika with growing sympathy.

It was genuine sympathy.

The piece "Feux Follets," as Annika mentioned, was indeed difficult to play well.

Although she had won awards in national competitions, those awards were only national, not world-class.

There were many musical geniuses in the world. For instance, Jenna, a young girl with extraordinary talent, whom Louis had heard play the piano during Annika's competition.

Compared to Jenna, Annika still had some way to go.

And now... she was challenging Sylvia?

Playing "Feux Follets"?

What a joke.

When Annika heard Louis speak to her, she thought he was showing concern and encouragement.

She lifted her chin proudly. "Mr. Fox, I really like this piece. I hope you can guide me on it. It would be an honor."

Louis looked at her with a pitying gaze. "Alright, Miss Hipps, please."

Annika sat down at the piano and glanced at the strikingly elegant Sylvia. "I wonder what piece you will play later, Miss Andrews?"

Sylvia's lips curled into a smile, her eyes bright and clear. "I don't like playing difficult pieces; they're too hard. Today is a good day, as you said. I'll play 'Ode to Joy.'"

Annika scoffed. "That's a piece for kindergarteners, isn't it?"

Playing such a simple piece-she must not understand piano at all!

Let alone being Louis's disciple.

Annika's eyes were full of mockery as she focused on playing her chosen piece, "Feux Follets."

This étude emphasized the flexibility of the forearm and was usually considered an advanced concert piece.

Franz Liszt pursued a dizzying, technically dazzling piano style with extremely fast speed, loud volume, brilliant technique, and wild momentum that captivated people of his time.

However... although Annika didn't miss a single note, she played "Feux Follets" very slowly, imbuing it with a gentle and soft quality.

Louis shook his head helplessly after listening for a while.

While outsiders might not notice, almost every member of the Hipps family could play the piano.

So, most of the people present were piano experts.

Even if they weren't the best, they had some basic understanding.

Therefore, Annika's mediocre performance, especially for "Feux Follets," was somewhat disappointing.

The room fell silent; no one clapped.

No one spoke.

Clare frowned slightly and spoke bluntly, "Why have you regressed so much? Have you stopped practicing seriously since winning the award?"

Annika had been feeling proud, thinking she had outshone everyone.

Hearing Clare's words, her face turned pale. "Uncle, I..."

"Don't make excuses. Listen to what you just played. 'Feux Follets' is supposed to be fast-paced, clear, and aggressive. But you played it so slowly like a snail. It's embarrassing!" Clare looked at her coldly. "From now on, practice two hours every day!"

Annika didn't expect to lose face so badly in front of her entire family. She couldn't bear the humiliation, especially in front of Sylvia, the true heiress who had just returned.

She felt even angrier and more frustrated.

But... remembering that she was just the daughter of the branch family, she didn't dare to resist and silently left her seat.

Louis also spoke up. "Miss Hipps, you should practice more diligently in the future. 'Feux Follets' is not a piece for just anyone."

A blatant humiliation.

Annika suppressed her anger. Why could Maritza play smoothly while she chose such a difficult piece and got mocked?

She was furious!

She wanted to see what Sylvia could play. Wasn't it just "Ode to Joy"? Such a simple piece!

As she sneered inwardly, Sylvia sat down.

The clear and pure sound of the piano filled the room, and everyone widened their eyes to look at the woman sitting by the piano.

Her back was straight, and her hands danced over the black and white keys like butterflies.

Elegant and full of aristocratic details, her performance was balanced and graceful without losing control in pursuit of pleasing effects.

Her hands moved smoothly and transitioned seamlessly, showcasing layers of harmonious lines vividly.

Her superb technique was awe-inspiring; it felt like she was building a world before everyone's eyes!

A whole new world!

"I've never heard 'Ode to Joy' played so beautifully before. The ones I heard before were garbage."

"Why does such a simple piece sound so wonderful when she plays it?"

"It's like she breathed life into this piece!"

The relatives around began whispering. "As expected of Mr. Fox's disciple!"

"I think if she played 'Feux Follets,' it would be much better than Annika."

"I think so too."