Xia Lihua's interpretation was intense yet delicate, her fingers dancing across the strings with a confidence that belied her youth. She played like a grandmaster.
The music flowed from her with an emotional depth that was both captivating and surprising.
When she finished playing the violin, she glanced at Song Yazhi, who was watching her with a doting smile.
She blinked, wondering if she had imagined it, but the smile vanished from his lips like an illusion.
Yet, his eyes still sparkled with pride. He clapped his hands, his voice filled with admiration, "Bravo! When I created this piece, I did not think it could be improvised in a better way, but you just made it better."
Xia Lihua smiled humbly and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
"Wait here for a few minutes. I will go and bring some more of my music sheets from another room. You can try them as well."
Xia Lihua nodded and waited for him to come back.