Chapter 568

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Chapter 568: It Was Her

Arivia Huaiert is a rare multi-talented person.

Simply being outstanding in acting and appearance is not enough to become a national-level star. She is also a professional in music with a profound understanding and expertise in classical music in particular.

Music is not about being high or low, but there is a hierarchy among musicians, just like there is a hierarchy among game players.

Pop music, although many people listen to it, is often looked down upon by traditional musicians; and at the top of the hierarchy is the noble classical music.

Pop music fades easily and is rarely written in textbooks, nor will it be sung by people hundreds or thousands of years later.

Classical music, on the other hand, is timeless, and each piece becomes a classic that is passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Even the strongest pop music king, no matter how famous, only has glory in one era; but top classical music masters like Beethoven and Mozart, even after centuries, their music will be sung, their stories will be constantly interpreted, and even turned into characters in various novels and games for entertainment by modern people.

The music capital of Europe is Vienna, and Arivia studied at the Vienna Conservatory of Music for a year and a half, graduating early and even obtaining the title of Honorary Professor. She has performed on stage seven times at the Golden Hall in Vienna and has held two solo concerts. Although she can’t compare to top masters in the European music scene, she is still quite influential because music is only her side job.

Arivia’s knowledge of classical music comes from her unique understanding of various symphonies. During the late empire period, many valuable artworks preserved by the nobles were destroyed, and there are still many fragments and lost pieces in classical music today. Restoring them remains a challenging problem in the industry.

It is only natural for Arivia to play the piano; it would be strange if she couldn’t. As a professional pianist, her performance skills are not just average, but rather they surpass the level of a ten-level certificate.

The difference between learning piano and playing piano.

This song is not very fancy, but Arivia plays it very effortlessly.

Michelle had only seen Arivia play music in advertisements before, but now being there in person, she found it to be very beautiful.

After the song ended, she couldn’t help but clap her hands, and the staff and passersby nearby also joined in with applause.

Arivia politely stood up and bowed, adjusting her hat and then looking at Michelle. "You’re late."

"Sorry…" Michelle said. "I didn’t mean to be."

…Who would have thought that man could be so sweet, damn it.

"It’s okay, I was also late. The weather today isn’t very suitable. We needed a light rain, but the scene designer who creates weather got drunk last night and ended up sleeping in a trash can. When he woke up, he found himself lying in a waste disposal plant waiting to be incinerated. When he climbed out of the furnace, he startled the staff and got hit with a hammer, causing them to take him to the hospital. In the process of rescuing him, he made several doctors and nurses pass out, causing a lot of trouble. So, the progress of the work was delayed." Arivia casually shared an interesting story, saying, "We decided to take the afternoon off since we are ahead of schedule anyway."

She looked towards someone nearby and asked, "Who is this?"

She obviously knew but deliberately asked again.

"Yun Chuyou." The Ming Country fairy introduced herself, "Nice to meet you, Miss Arivia Huaiert."

"Hello, I have heard of you, Miss Yun." Arivia’s attitude towards the aloof Ming Country fairy was friendly but plain. As outsiders, there was no need for any fake enthusiasm, just maintaining politeness was enough. They had no personal interest or need for communication with each other.

Yun Chuyou wasn’t the type to exchange pleasantries with others.

She straight to the point and asked, "That piece just now, is it ‘Dedicated to Elise’?"

"Yes," Arivia replied, "It’s my own repaired version. Is there a problem?"

"You repaired it?"

"Is…?"

"Are you the only one?" Yun Chuyou asked, persistently.

Cough, cough, cough… Michelle could tell from Arivia’s emotional intelligence that it wasn’t appropriate to ask this question directly. She was questioning who Arivia had plagiarized.

"Miss Yun may not know, but I am an expert in this area." Arivia said confidently with a distant smile, "No one knows this piano piece better than me, after all, I witnessed its creation with my own eyes."

Yun Chuyou wanted to say something but hesitated.

She realized that questioning further would be useless.

In a foreign land, with a foreign celebrity, there was no need to be polite to her. Asking more questions would only lead to disappointment.

"Excuse me."

"You’re welcome."

The conversation, which had been brief, came to an end. Michelle looked back and forth at the two people who had separated. She didn’t feel bothered, but rather, found it strange. Yun Chuyou’s cold and proud personality wasn’t something she particularly cared about, so why did she come over and face an awkward situation?

She asked softly, "Sister Arivia, is there something wrong with this piece of music?"

Arivia shook her head, "The piece itself is fine, it’s just unique."

"What’s so special about it?"

"The original melody has long been lost," Arivia’s fingers caressed the black and white piano keys. "But what I’m playing is the original melody. Judging by her reaction, perhaps she also knows this is the original melody, or maybe she heard it somewhere before."

"So this isn’t your creation?"

"No," Arivia said. "But there may be only me in the whole world who knows this piece, because it doesn’t have any sheet music for others to learn from. I claim it as my own creation, and it is."

Michelle understood. "Why not tell her and ask what exactly she wants to know?"

Arivia shook her head and sat back in front of the piano, her fingertips dancing gracefully. "I don’t care at all about what she wants to know. There’s no need to cooperate with her. If she wants to suspect, let her suspect. No matter how much she suspects, she will have to go back to the East, and neither the East nor the Ming Country is a place we should consider. Black Rose won’t bloom in a foreign land."

In other words, you don’t want any unnecessary trouble?

Michelle asked again, "So, what is Black Rose’s current goal…?"

Arivia raised a finger and pressed it against Michelle’s lips, interrupting her inquiry. "You don’t need to ask that for now. Focus on preparing for the college league. The Armor of the Earth Dragon also needs preparation. When the time comes, you will naturally know where the rose blooms."

The music echoed once again in the music classroom, this time it was "Nocturne".

…

In the evening, after several hours of tutoring, Michelle finished her studies and went out to the balcony to get some fresh air. Looking to her left, she noticed Yun Chuyou leaning on the balcony, absentmindedly tapping the cement with her delicate fingers. Each tap left a layer of frozen white frost.

"Good evening," Michelle casually greeted.

"I’ve been waiting for you to come out."

"Ah?"

You should have asked her about the piano piece during the day and gotten an answer," Yun Chuyou pursued. "She left decisively during the day, but hasn’t completely let go of this matter.

"Well, I can’t say it," Michelle politely declined.

"I see," Yun Chuyou understood. "It seems that it’s not her original creation. So, this piece called ‘Dedicated to Elise’ is indeed an exquisite edition created by the last emperor, the original version."

Michelle stood still, then angrily said, "You’re so mean, actually trying to test me."

"I treated you to supper before, so let’s consider it even. Besides, you were trying to test me anyway."

Michelle quickly calmed down and rested her chin on her hands. "An eye for an eye, but why do you care so much about a piano piece? Is the original version important? Aren’t you interested in music, being from the Ming Country? Shouldn’t you be playing a Suona?"

"Let me correct you, the Suona didn’t originate from the East. It was brought over by Europeans in the 3rd century AD." Yun Chuyou stopped her tapping with both hands. "And you’re right, I’m not interested in music, but I can also play this ‘For Elise’ piece."

"Huh?" Michelle tilted her head. "Were you a noble lady from Europe in your past life?"

Yun Chuyou denied this speculation. "I learned this piece later in life."

"Who taught you?" Michelle asked curiously.

Yun Chuyou remained silent.

"Don’t stay quiet at a crucial moment like this! I won’t be able to sleep tonight if you stop here!" Michelle leaned against the wall, her head peeking over the balcony’s partition, staring at the magical world of the Ming Country.

The heavenly beings looked at the broken moon, silent for a long time. Their eyes were like melting ice lakes, creating gentle ripples that quickly froze again. It was as if the moon had been obscured by dark clouds, damaged and dim.

Yun Chuyou raised her hand and waved towards the room. A frame flew over and landed in her palm. It was a photo that Michelle had seen before.

"It’s her," Yun Chuyou said.

Michelle asked, "Your sister?"

"No," Yun Chuyou corrected.

Tilted her head, Michelle said, "There’s no third person."

"I never said it was a person," Yun Chuyou pointed to the grey tabby cat the girl on the right was holding. "It’s her, Gray Cat."