"Brother Ye Fan!"
Seeing Ye Fan getting serious, Wei Ziyi called out anxiously in front of everyone.
Ye Fan turned his head and smiled slightly, "Ziyi, don't worry about me, prepare to welcome this musical feast!"
"Pretentiousness!"
Seeing Ye Fan's confident demeanor, Wei Shixian's old face was filled with scorn.
Currently, his reputation in the country was formidable, and he had an extremely deep perception and understanding of music; even he would not dare to tell others what real music was using just his strength.
After all, on the world stage, there were many strong pianists emerging; his abilities could only shine in the country, and on a global scale, his musical attainments were simply not enough to dazzle anyone.
"Acting mysterious!" sneered Wei Chen as well.
Ye Fan was young, and he did not believe that Ye Fan had a deep understanding of music to surpass his own abilities.