Chapter 542


    With that, they entered the phase of free-form discussions. Many teachers rose from their seats and split off into groups of three


    to five. Several teachers went straight for Sylvia.


    Needless to say, Thomas remained the most popr one by a wide margin. Many young female teachers gathered around him


    immediately after the hostid out the itinerary. One of the teachers asked him inquisitively, “Mr. Carter, | heard that you teach


    piano. What do you usually teach?”


    Thomas answered nkly, “Piano.”


    There was an awkward silence. Sylvia was sitting close by and heard Thomas''s curt answer, so she nced over.


    The surrounding teachers seemed rather at a loss for words, but they refused to give up and asked him again, “Do you only


    teach them piano in ss? Are there any other things you teach them?”


    To this, Thomas grunted an odd response, “Hm.” The teachers werepletely speechless.


    Sylvia darted another look at Thomas. He was seated very gracefully and had the same distant look both on his expression and


    in his eyes. Chances were that he was not interested in talking to them. Nevertheless, the surrounding teachers refused to leave.


    One of them suddenly suggested, “Mr. Carter, you must be very good at ying the piano. There’s a piano right over there.


    Would you mind ying a piece for us?” “Yeah, Mr. Carter, we’d love to see you y something for us.” In time, all the seminar


    attendees were drawn toward the mysterious piano teacher, perhaps because his crew of rabid fans were being too loud and


    attracted attention.


    Many of them looked on with anticipation, eager to see Thomas y the piano.


    However, he wore a frown and still did not utter a single word.


    The venue was suddenly filled with silence.


    Christopher quickly sensed that something was off and remarked with an earnest smile, “Mr. Carter, it seems like everyone


    wants to see you y the piano. Please do oblige us.” Thomas looked at Sylvia, and she smiled at him. He suddenly asked her,


    “Do you want to hear me y too?” Sylvia did not understand why he had to specifically ask her, but she answered with a quick


    nod, “Yeah,”


    He abruptly rose and walked toward the grand piano set on one side of the venue. Then, he sat in front of the piano and rested


    his slender, delicate fingers on top of the ck and white


    piano keys. Everyone held their breaths and watched him silently.


    Sylvia was staring at him with a fixed look too. The first note rang across the air. The melody was smooth and enticing,


    immediately drawing in the collective attention of everyone present and fully immersing them in the music. His fingers danced


    effortlessly along the keys like water flowing down a creek. The music itself was harmonious, alternating between high and low


    tempo, switching from a somber mood to a cheerful waltz now and then.


    The listeners felt their ears cleansed by the music. It was nothing short of wonderful.


    By the time he finished the piece, everyone was still intoxicated by the music and demanded more.


    One of the teachers cheered, “Mr. Carter, let’s do an encore.”


    Thomas looked at Sylvia.


    Suddenly feeling his gaze on her, Sylvia froze for a moment before subconsciously looking away to avoid his stare. Meanwhile,


    everyone else was cheering for an encore from Thomas the pianist. Unfortunately, Thomas seemed less receptive than they


    would hope for. Atst, Christopher announced authoritatively, “Alright, Mr. Carter has entertained us enough. Let’s stop trying to


    get him to y more. We have other things to get to, so let’s get back to it.”


    There was a general murmur of disappointment, then everyone dispersed and went back to their discussions


    Thomas rose and walked back to his seat as well.


    Sylvia kept her head bowed to avoid looking at him, but she managed to catch a glimpse of him sitting down from the corner of


    her eye.


    Many teachers were having different conversations and holding all sorts of discussions.


    Sylvia was about to look up when she suddenly heard Thomas’s low and mellow voice say,” The song | yed was for you.”


    Sylvia was startled by this remark and spun around to look at him.


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