Chapter 851


    Chapter 851


    When the song ended, many people around pped their hands.


    Only Jennifer looked at the young boy in confusion and approached him. “You can clearly y it better.


    Why did you deliberately y it poorly?”


    As soon as she said that, the other adults on the side immediately said, “Girl, this young boy yed


    well. Don’t make baseless usations!”


    “That’s right, he yed it well. This piece is quite challenging to y. Some learning it for years may


    not y it as well!”


    “But he did y poorly on purpose!” Jennifer pouted, fixing her gaze on the young boy, wanting to know


    why.


    The boy, however, ignored Jennifer’s words and started to get up from his chair, preparing to leave.


    Jennifer’s tiny hand grabbed the young boy’s arm and said, “Can you y it again, please? y it


    properly this time, not poorly.”


    The little boy frowned, wanting to shake off her hand.


    However, Jennifer held on to his arm tightly.


    Upon seeing the situation, Rosalie was about to say something to make Jennifer let go, but another


    little figure rushed toward Jennifer and the little boy.


    It was Wrenna.


    “Jennifer, he yed so well. Why are you saying he yed poorly? You think y better, don’t you?”


    Wrenna said.


    She disliked seeing Jennifer steal the spotlight. Besides, she had learned piano before, and her piano


    teacher always praised her.


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    However, she didn’t know how to y the piece of music that the boy yed. She only heard it before


    from her piano teacher.


    Her teacher had mentioned that it required many years of practice to master it.


    This boy must be a genius since he could y so well.


    At that moment, Wrenna spoke up merely because she wanted to humiliate Jennifer.


    “Wrenna, why would you say that to Jen?” Agyness said, approaching Wrenna. She then turned to


    Rosalie and Jonathan with an apologetic look. “Jen must have a reason for saying so.”


    “What reason can there be? She just said whatever she wanted. If she’s that good, she should y it


    herself!” Wrenna pouted as she spoke. “She doesn’t y it, yet she’s criticizing others.”


    “Jen, I’m sorry. Wrenna just thinks you shouldn’t criticize others freely. Don’t mind her,” Agyness said


    with a mild demeanor, trying to portray herself as a


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    gentle person.


    However, Jennifer appeared to pay little attention to Agyness and turned to the young boy again. “If I


    y it, can I point out what’s wrong with you?”


    She spoke straightforwardly while looking at him with her clear and pure eyes. The little boy pursed his


    lips tightly and remained silent.


    “In that case, don’t leave. I’ll y it for you,” Jennifer said. Then, she let go of the boy’s hand and


    walked toward the piano.


    Many onlookers couldn’t help butment, “s, these kids nowadays. Do they think they can y a


    piece like that just because they’ve seen others y it?” “Does this kid think she could y the piano


    well after learning it for a few days?”


    “Hey, aren’t you adults going to step in? You’re going to let her y? This piano is worth 200 thousand


    dors. It will cost a lot for repair if she damages it with her random ying.”


    As expected, when Jennifer attempted to sit on the piano bench, a staff member stopped her.


    “Why can he y it, but I can’t?” Jennifer asked in confusion.


    “He’s different,” the staff member replied.


    “What’s different about him?” Jennifer asked.


    At that moment, another staff member approached the first and whispered a few words. The


    expression of the staff member who stopped Jennifer immediately changed. Then, with a respectful


    attitude, he moved. “Sorry, Miss. You may y the piano.”


    Although Jennifer found it strange, she didn’t dwell on it and sat at the piano. Rosalie was puzzled and


    turned to Jonathan. “What’s going on? Did someone recognize you?”


    Jonathan shrugged. “Maybe.”


    The people around them watched as Jennifer prepared to y, thinking it would be an amusing


    spectacle.


    On the other hand, Rosalie, Jonathan, and Guillermo were not worried that Jennifer would make a fool


    of herself. After all, they knew well the level of her piano skills, as they often listened to her y at


    home.


    Agyness and Wrenna, however, were unaware of Jennifer’s skills, eagerly awaiting for her to make a


    fool of herself.


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    When Jennifer’s little hands danced gracefully over the piano keys, producing beautiful and


    harmonious notes, Agyness’ expression changed, and Wrenna stared in disbelief.


    She thought, “This is… Jennifer ying? How is that possible? She ys it just like… a teacher!”


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    Wrenna’s musical abilities werecking, and she assumed that Jennifer yed just as well as her


    piano teacher.


    The young boy, however, was different. He had an extraordinary musical talent and could easily y


    any piece after just a nce at the music sheet.


    Over time, his talents became more like a routine to him. He found it boring and yed like a machine


    without mistakes. It made no difference to him whether he yed something once or a hundred times.


    However, at this moment, he listened to the young girl his age in front of him ying the same piece he


    had just yed, but it had apletely different feeling.


    He thought, “Is this what the teacher meant by ’emotion?’ We’re about the same age, but how can she


    y with such ’emotion?””


    “Felix, you are a genius. A real genius. You’re only five years old. Though you can’t integrate your


    feelings into your music now, maybe you can when you grow up and understand more feelings.” His


    teacher once told him.


    However, he didn’t care about it.


    ying musical instruments was just like engaging in any other hobby. To him, they were only activities


    to pass the time. He didn’t find these activities particrly interesting.


    However, he felt unusual when listening to this young girl ying the piano. He wondered if the piano


    was this enjoyable and thought, “Why could she y with such… joy?


    When the piece ended, the people in the vicinity were in a state of silence. The onlookers still seemed


    to be immersed in the awe-inspiring performance that Jennifer had just delivered.


    Jennifer, meanwhile, hopped off the piano bench and hurriedly approached Felix. “You can y like this


    too, so why won’t you? Big Beard said that ying without emotion is like having a robot do it.”


    Felix pursed his lips but remained silent, his beautiful clear eyes fixed on Jennifer.