What's happening?
"May I have a try? Just pick up the bugs for me."
"Okay..." The tutor surrendered his seat over to Qin Guan, who sat straight down before the piano and put his hands gently on the keys.
Willow catkins started murmuring, and elves began dancing. Qin Guan's fingers moved as his body swayed with the rhythm.
A fluent melody flew from the keys, lingering around the room. It sounded natural, yet poetic.
When he played the last note, everyone was shocked. The greatest geniuses were often hidden ones. That Asian boy was gifted! He knew how to play without ever learning.
The tutor was over the moon. Grabbing Qin Guan's hands, he said with quivering lips, "You should be learning music, not acting in these stupid films..." In his eyes, Qin Guan was a future world-class virtuoso.
Watch your words before the crew, please.