"Bernard, but you said that I could play the piano in the orchestra." A boy stepped forward; he was a cellist, but equally excellent at the piano.
You could say he was better at the piano than the cello.
He joined Bertrand's symphony orchestra mainly to learn piano from him.
However, Bertrand clearly stated that he wasn't taking on any more students.
"I'm not convinced. You can't just put her in because she's your student. Although it's your orchestra, we are part of it too." This boy was British and came here following the reputation.
Yet, Bertrand was not willing to accept him.
"Carl, what do you want?" Bertrand wasn't worried about anything; he believed in Lu Xingzhi and trusted his own judgment even more.
"I want a competition with her," Carl said arrogantly.
He was very confident in himself.
"Little Angel, what do you think?" Bertrand asked Lu Xingzhi again.
