She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 995 - 857: Super Star 31

After discussions between the two families, they unanimously decided to entrust Hua Yan with the money. After all, Ning Hao’s living expenses were all managed by her, so neither family came to handle the inheritance. Instead, they entrusted a colleague of the couple to transfer the money to Hua Yan’s account. By the time Hua Yan found out, she couldn’t refuse.

Even Ning Hao said, "Sis, just keep it. From now on, we’re like real siblings. If you give me money to spend, just deduct it from those funds, otherwise, I’d feel uncomfortable?"

However, Hua Yan didn’t take the compensation from Mr. and Mrs. Ning’s accident, insurance, or car, but instead, she deposited 500,000 yuan out of the 550,000 yuan into a fixed-term savings, leaving the remaining 50,000 yuan as his living expenses. In her view, even though the child already has a house and will surely work in Beijing in the future, saving more money is fine. Since they’re both minors now and can’t invest, they can only rely on the bank for interest. She thought she could manage it for him when she was qualified to do so in the future.

Thus, at the beginning of September 2014, Hua Yan made two fixed deposits: one for 1.2 million yuan and another for 500,000 yuan.

On the National Day holiday, Ning Hao went to his grandma’s house in Jibei Province. During this holiday, Hua Yan broke through the 38-level barrier and attended two concerts with Zhen Hao, even joining as an accompanying player. It was her first time participating in such formal concerts. God knows how many times she practiced that piece; once proficient, one pass was enough with Zhen Hao.

"Alright, it’s you. Among all my substitute students, only your music is the most infectious. Indeed, you haven’t been lazy. It’s not just about proficiency; the most important thing is that you can infuse your emotions into the music instead of merely practicing mechanically. This can’t be described with words and must be felt. I even feel that with your current level, you could sit for professional exams without any problem."

"By having you attend these two concerts, it’s not that our Music College lacks people, but because these are opportunities specially given during the intermissions of two major concerts to selected outstanding talents aged 12-18. In other words, it’s not at a professional level yet but has professional potential. Whether you take this path in the future or not, today your piano will have one or two minutes of solo time. Whether it can be heard by industry masters depends on your luck!"

At this point, worried that Hua Yan might not understand, he smiled and explained, "In the past one or two years, you have exceeded all that I have taught you. Although our lessons weren’t so frequent, you made enough effort, and while piano may require talent, diligence is equally important. While I can still teach you, I believe it wouldn’t be bad for your future development if you have the chance to meet better teachers, so Yanyan, keep it up!"

The two concerts on the 6th and 7th were back-to-back, and though the performances were repeated, the audience wasn’t necessarily the same, so don’t be nervous, just play at your own level.

Now, Hua Yan spends two to three hours every day practicing piano. For professionals, this time may not be long, but for a busy middle school student, it’s quite significant. Sometimes, if she doesn’t practice for a while, she can play for eight consecutive hours, lost in the music.

The piano allows her to express her emotions freely. While Hua Yan may not be exceedingly passionate, she certainly doesn’t dislike it.

With the opportunity at hand, whether it catches someone’s eye depends on her own fate.

The care Zhen Hao provided was something Hua Yan dared not neglect. So, on the 6th and 7th, she showcased her skills to the utmost.

After the performance on the 6th, no one came to inquire about her, but on the 7th, just when she thought she could go home for a rest, Zhen Hao brought a dignified middle-aged man to the backstage. Hua Yan immediately recognized him as Deng Yunxuan, a young and promising pianist in Hua Country, and she respectfully greeted him.

After a brief exchange, Deng Yunxuan asked her, "Have you ever participated in piano competitions?"

"No, I only obtained the amateur Piano Level 10 during elementary school. My previous teacher did suggest I participate in the ’Xinghai Cup,’ but due to family changes, it was put on hold. After graduating from elementary, I met Teacher Zhen and have been learning with him for over a year, but I haven’t participated in any competitions until now,"

"I see, no wonder I haven’t seen or heard of you. Are you currently in the second year of junior high at Beijing Fourth Middle School in Xicheng District?"

"Yes, teacher, I’m in the second year of junior high this year."

"Have you heard of the Central Music Academy Affiliated High School?"

Hua Yan nodded, "I’ve learned about it. It has an elementary section and a middle school section. The elementary is three years, and the middle school is six years. If you’re excellent enough, you might even be recommended for Central Music College."

"Then why didn’t you apply before? According to your teacher, even without competitions, you could have easily gotten in with your level at that time."

Hua Yan couldn’t deny it. Both Teacher Zhen and her previous music teacher had suggested she apply to the Music Academy Affiliated High School, but she didn’t intend to pursue a professional music career back then. Besides, she had already been accepted to Four Middle School, so how could she choose the affiliated high school instead? It’s not that she looked down upon it, she just wasn’t ready.

"Teacher, if I get into the affiliated high school of the Music College, would I have a guaranteed recommendation to the Central Music College?"

Deng Yunxuan smiled, "Naturally, most students from the affiliated high school pursue a professional career in piano, and if you’re outstanding, you’ll certainly earn a guaranteed recommendation. But it seems to me, little girl, that you’re still not sure about your future path, are you?"