Dad: I rely on my daughter to brag to become the richest man

Shen Mubing also stretched out her hand generously.

He sincerely praised: "Mr. Long is so beautiful."

"Teacher Shen is also very beautiful!"

Two people hold each other in business.

Chang Xiaosong couldn't help interrupting.

"Mr. Shen, can our car drive into the school?"

Shen Mubing was startled, and said uncertainly: "It shouldn't be possible..."

While speaking, Chang Xiaosong was already driving the car towards the electric gate at the gate.

The door opened slowly to the right!
The gatekeeper actually let it go.

Shen Mubing muttered: "When I was just waiting for you, I saw that they refused to allow cars from other units to enter... Huh, it really is that they dislike the poor and love the rich!"

Shen Mubing looked down on the security guards at the gate.

Isn't it just a luxury car?

Is it necessary to be so realistic?

Long Bing'er smiled sweetly: "What grade of car represents what grade of identity. There are millions of cars, and the security guards really dare not stop them, for fear of offending them."

Shen Mubing sighed: "The reality is so cruel."

She likes music, likes the piano, but she doesn't like philistine philistines, and she doesn't like the smell of copper.

It can be said that although Shen Mubing is about the same age as Long Binger, she is much simpler than Long Binger.

After pointing out the direction to Chang Xiaosong, he parked the car in the open parking lot and walked towards the teaching building.

One man and two women.

The male is sunny and handsome.

Women are even more like fairies descending to earth.

For a time, it became a beautiful landscape on the campus.

I don't know how many boys cast envious and jealous eyes on Chang Xiaosong.

"Junior Sister Mu Bing, here!"

In the distance, on the side of the teaching building, a young man in a suit and leather shoes was waving his arms.

Shen Mubing smiled and glanced at Chang Xiaosong.

"Father Fujiteng, he is the senior I mentioned, his name is Chen Zihao."

Long Binger joked: "This Senior Chen is quite handsome."

Handsome yarn...

Chang Xiaosong shrugged, thinking that compared to me, it was still a grade behind.

We met in front of the teaching building.

The senior's eyes stayed on Long Bing'er's face for a few seconds, his eyes were full of astonishment.

They briefly introduced each other.

"Mr. Chang, no one has played this piano in our college for a long time. It was played once last year when Mr. Lang came to our college for a guest exchange."

"Hopefully this time, we will also be lucky enough to enjoy a high-level performance."

Chang Xiaosong frowned slightly.

Use Mr. Lang to pressure me?
Is that what you mean?

This Senior Chen is a bit naive!

Haven't spoken yet.

Shen Mubing was the first to say: "Senior, you don't know now, Mr. Chang's accomplishments in piano are not inferior to Mr. Lang's!"

Chen Zihao was taken aback.

"Oh? That's great, I can't wait!"

Chang Xiaosong said modestly: "Mr. Shen is too polite. How can I be compared with Mr. Lang! Mr. Lang is the most famous pianist in the country. I am just a layman. I have never even passed the grade test. I am a pure amateur."

Chen Zihao was stunned again and almost sprained his ankle.

what's the situation?
Haven't passed the grade yet?

That's it...you dare to say that you want to participate in the Chopin Piano Competition?
Shen Mubing covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Don't be humble anymore, if you keep being humble, no one else will be able to live."

"Humility is a traditional virtue!" Chang Xiaosong laughed.

While talking, I got on the elevator.

Chen Zihao opened the door of the piano room himself.

This is a room similar to a lecture theater.

On the other side of the podium, there is only a white piano.

Very textured, classy, ​​elegant, and tall.

For some reason, when Chang Xiaosong saw this piano, he was eager to try it.

It's like an old swordsman seeing a precious sword that cuts iron like mud.

Sitting in front of the piano, Chang Xiaosong entered a strange state almost instantly.

As if there is nothing else in this world except the piano in front of you.

Even in the first row of seats not far away, Shen Mubing and Chen Zihao, who were also quite researched and obsessed with the piano, could feel Chang Xiaosong's aura right now.

The aura of being a pianist!
It is difficult to describe in words.

This kind of aura is only possessed by real piano masters.

No one spoke, for fear that speaking would destroy the atmosphere.

Yes, at this moment, Chang Xiaosong and the piano seemed to have merged into one.

They have only experienced this state in some very few pianist masters.

Music sounded.

It's Liszt's "The Clock"!
Once Chang Xiaosong played it once, he would never forget it.

Chang Xiaosong, who has great piano skills, entered the state the moment his fingers touched the keys.

Chang Xiaosong felt extremely comfortable as if they were born with each other.

The sound of music is like a small bridge and flowing water.

In the world of music, everything is so natural.

on the seat.

Both Shen Mubing and Long Binger looked intoxicated, immersed in the atmosphere of this song.

As for Chen Zihao, who heard Chang Xiaosong play for the first time, his face was full of shock.

Musicians have aura, and Chang Xiaosong has it!
The tune has a soul, and so does Chang Xiaosong!
Chen Zihao had an illusion. He suspected that his idol, Mr. Lang, might not be as good as this Chang Xiaosong.

The same piano piece, who will play it, has a completely different artistic conception.

This song "Bell" is actually only 4 minutes long.

When the music started, Shen Mubing and Chen Zihao immediately recognized it.

Chen Zihao is different, Shen Mubing is listening to it for the second time, while Chen Zihao is listening to it for the first time.

He knows that this piano piece is very difficult, and it needs to be played continuously in rounds, that is, alternately playing with left and right hands, and quickly changing octaves and staccatos.

This is really not something a fan can pop up.

Completion.

Chen Zihao was more excited than Shen Mubing and Long Binger.

The first to stand up.

Big applause.

His face was also flushed with excitement.

The original suspicion of Chang Xiaosong has now turned into admiration.

Shen Mubing glanced at Chen Zihao proudly.

"How? What did I say! Is it powerful?"

Chen Zihao repeatedly said: "Amazing, amazing! Absolutely has the ability to play the world-class piano! I really didn't expect, really, Mr. Chang has such amazing strength at such a young age. It's amazing! It's amazing!"

While talking, Chen Zihao walked towards Chang Xiaosong.

Full of admiration and disbelief.

Chang Xiaosong hurriedly said humbly: "Senior Chen has praised me absurdly, if you praise me again, I will be inflated."

Chen Zihao was even more admiring: "Look, look, you are so strong yet so humble, Mr. Chang, you are more down-to-earth and more real than those so-called masters, I have decided, from now on, you are my idol!"

"This... This is too exaggerated, I dare not take it, I dare not take it."

Chang Xiaosong said that he didn't dare to take it seriously, but he was flattered in his heart.

Shen Mubing followed suit and said, "Senior, Chang Xiaosong's participation in the International Chopin Piano Performance Competition this time is Lacher's Piano Concerto in D minor. You need to help find a professional band!"

Chang Xiaosong was stunned for a moment.

"What are you looking for in a band?"

Shen Mubing and Chen Zihao were stunned at the same time, both were shocked.

Shen Mubing wondered: "Concerto! It's not a piano solo, without a band, how can I play it?"

Look at their suspicious expressions.

Chang Xiaosong suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a common sense mistake.

That's right, it's called a concerto, doesn't it just mean collaborative performance?

This……

Die on the spot!
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