When Lin Tian returned to the resting room.
In the blink of an eye.
A group of pianists came up to greet him.
"(Teacher Lin Tian, this 'Croatian Rhapsody' is fantastic! How did you compose it?)"
"(Can you explain in detail how you used the octave scales and rapid arpeggios in the last section?)"
"(What kind of harmony did you use in the development section? How could you conceive it so ingeniously!)"
"(Does the music describe a war? Which war in Croatia??)"
"(Can you tell the story of this piece?)"
Several younger-looking pianists crowded in front of Lin Tian.
They surrounded him, vying with each other, voicing their own queries.
"..."
Those who were a bit more reserved due to their age and professional status, although not stepping forward, were all ears.
The gazes of the few in front exuded a pure, undeniable desire for musical knowledge.
They were not interested in anything else, just purely from the perspective of someone who loves music....
