In the "heartbeat" of electronic products and the "soul of music", he realizes his ambitions

As his bow traverses the strings and across the fingerboard to pluck each note of the violin, the young man's fingers move with precision. The concert hall is in tune with the beautiful passage from Niccolo Paganini, where each note is in sync with the melody in Ernest's mind, the swing of the bow and the speed of his fingers. As he plays, he compares his left hand to the "engineer" and his right hand to the "soul of the music."