This question from Mr. Zhou Guangren really stumped Yin Huaiyu.
"What's the reason or not... Do you need a reason to learn piano..." After a long pause, Prince Huang muttered this.
"Tsk tsk, tsk tsk..." Zhou Guangren clicked his tongue, sighing with disapproval, "It's a pity your teacher passed away early, otherwise he wouldn't have let you become such an empty shell with just technical skills."
The old gentleman said this while pointing up and down at Yin Huaiyu.
Zhou Guangren's words were rather biting, which Guan Su, as one of his students, was already used to. However, the old man's critique of Yin Huaiyu was a bit exaggerated.
Saying Yin Huaiyu's playing was just an empty shell clearly took him out of the group of seven-year-old students or even piano level ten scholars, placing him in the professional field for comparison and evaluation.
But no matter how talented Yin Huaiyu was, it's still inappropriate.
Teacher... are you a bit too anxious?
