I pretend to cultivate immortality in kindergarten.

Sitting in front of the piano, Lin Zhengran simply tried the sound, and he found that his hands seemed to be very adapted to the piano, just like an old friend.

Jiang Qian stood by and watched his every move quietly.

Judging from the movements of playing, this boy has indeed studied for a long time, but he is inexplicably unfamiliar in this proficiency.

"You haven't played for a long time?" she asked.

Lin Zhengran hummed: "I haven't touched it for a long time. By the way, can I borrow your music score just now? It's quite nice."

Jiang Qian looked at him unexpectedly, nodded, and handed him her music score.

I wanted to say that this song was a bit difficult, but I felt that saying this would be a bit contemptuous of the other party, so I didn't say anything.

Lin Zhengran said thank you and simply flipped through it. After memorizing it, he smiled and put it on the piano, and played it lightly with his fingers.

Just a moment after the piano music was played, Jiang Qian's eyes widened slightly, and her mouth was surprised and speechless.

Listening carefully to his treatment of some difficult points of this song, the more I listened, the more exaggerated it became.

Even professional tutors have praised my talent in piano, saying that I am extremely talented.

But even I still make mistakes when playing this extremely difficult piano piece.

But Lin Zhengran not only did not make any mistakes, but there were several points where I played well, and his playing was much smoother than mine, which made it easy for people to be intoxicated.

The beautiful piano sound has been resounding in the practice room for a long time, and those music reminded Jiang Qian of the previous two failures.

Recalling her arrogance when she thought he could not play the piano.

The girl's jade hand slowly clenched.

When the piano piece reached the climax of the second half, Jiang Qian was completely clear that her level was definitely not as good as the boy in front of her, which was originally her most confident specialty..

And at this time, Fang Meng, an assistant outside the corridor, also heard the piano sound and walked over. Looking at the scene in the room, she was also shocked and speechless.

Lin Zhengran suddenly said in the middle of playing: "This place will be much better if you do it this way. You can try it. He went through a node that he had played before.

Jiang Qian looked at him, and Lin Zhengran turned to look at Jiang Qian. It didn't matter to Lin Zhengran whether Jiang Qian listened or not, he was just kindly reminding her.

Although the girl didn't say anything, she also sat on her piano and tried to play according to Lin Zhengran's method.

There was a mistake the first time.

Lin Zhengran reminded: "Put the second..."

"Got it. "She readjusted and played again, and this time she played really smoothly, which surprised Jiang Qian.

She had practiced this section many times before and tried many ways but couldn't play it perfectly. However, under his guidance, she could learn it instantly in just one minute, and she was familiar with it.

Jiang Qian tried to play it twice more incredulously, with the same ending and almost perfect tune.

Lin Zhengran also lamented how fast this girl learned. Although the people he taught had twice the learning speed, even so, when he taught Han Wenwen to read before, he still needed to explain many questions twice before he could learn them.

But Jiang Qian didn't even finish a sentence, she already knew what was wrong.

The difference in personal strengths and talents.

Lin Zhengran praised: "You are really talented. You will probably achieve a lot in this field in the future. In this case, let's start practicing the ensemble we will perform at tomorrow's party? Let me see what we are going to play..."

He took the music score next to him and found that it was really a very simple piano piece that even novices could learn. Lin Zhengran said: "This is simple. Let's start now? "

Jiang Qian did not answer, but looked at the piano coldly, with something else in her eyes.

Suddenly Jiang Qian stood up and walked out of the house: "Sorry, I have to leave for a moment."

She walked to the door and stopped: "Actually, I don't think there is any need to practice. My piano level is not as good as yours. I think you can play the simple songs that we will perform tomorrow easily. I am not even qualified to let you accompany me."

Lin Zhengran blinked and looked at her, thinking, is it so profound? It's just a show: "So you don't practice tonight?"

Jiang Qian: "Just go on stage tomorrow. I know that you will have no problem with your level. "

After that, she left the classroom, and Fang Meng, who was standing in the corridor, naturally heard everything.

Others didn't know, but only she understood that although Qianqian didn't care about anything on the surface, she was actually an extremely competitive person. It seemed that only in this way did she think that she was worthy of her father's heavy investment in her training.

So as not to waste the family's resources.

But as a boy from an ordinary family, Lin Zhengran could find excuses to say that his academic performance and sports performance were due to good luck or natural physique, but she knew that there was no luck in the piano, which Jiang Qian was best at. Crushing was crushing.

It seemed to be just the same song, but in the eyes of the proficient players, the level of the players was very different, not to mention that the other party had reached the point where he could teach himself.

"Qianqian! Are you okay?"

Jiang Qian looked back at Fang Meng and continued to walk forward: "I'm going home. I want to go back to my room and calm down. "

The Rolls-Royce stopped at the school gate soon after, and Jiang Qian and Fang Meng, who were classmates at the same school, took the car back home.

Lin Zhengran sat alone in the classroom, listening to the drills in the classrooms a few doors away, thinking that since they were not going to practice anymore, he would just continue reading.

In the car home, Fang Meng looked at Jiang Qian's gloomy expression.

"Qianqian?"

Jiang Qian could no longer listen to anything.

Jiang Qian is sixteen years old this year and has never met such a powerful opponent in her life. She is so powerful that she remembers the piano music Lin Zhengran just played that she doesn't know how to beat the other party.

As soon as I got home that night, I locked myself in the room and lying on the bed. The second lady looked at the distance with her eyes blank.

The next morning, Jiang Qian walked out of the room wearing the same clothes.

Fang Meng understood something: "Qianqian, you didn't take off your clothes and went to bed last night..."

"Because I didn't sleep at all."

Fang Meng: "...it's so exaggerated."

Jiang Qian is now in a walking corpse state. She numbly eats, washes, and takes the bus to school step by step, then stares blankly in the practice room, and waits until the school officially holds a welcome ceremony for freshmen in the evening.

The head teacher said nervously, "It's your turn to go on stage soon. Jiang Qian, Lin Zhengran, are you both ready?"

Lin Zhengran nodded: "No problem teacher."

Jiang Qian's eyes were dull and her body exuded a desperate aura, and she whispered: "Don't worry, teacher, there will be no problem."

Lin Zhengran had cold sweat on his forehead, thinking to himself what was wrong with this guy, why did he feel that she had changed so much from the previous few days.

Fortunately, the speech was still going smoothly. Although Jiang Qian was in poor condition, she would not embarrass the family once she came on stage. She was passionate as a representative of the freshman and could greatly stimulate everyone's emotions.

The piano ensemble behind also completed smoothly and elegantly.

All the freshmen outside the venue applauded and exclaimed when they heard this beautiful piano melody.

In the audience seat of Class 3, Xiao Heqing stood jealously and bowed to the audience, holding her hands together.

Jiang Xueli also gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, wondering why these two people looked so much like a couple! Damn it!

Only Han Wenwen, who is good at observing people's hearts, listened to the whole process in the backstage of the contestants, blinking curiously: "Hmm? I feel like this classmate Jiang Qian has suffered some major blow. What happened?"

She looked at Lin Zhengran again, and her sensitive nerves were touched and murmured to herself: "Suddenly I had an ominous premonition..."

After Lin Zhengran and Jiang Qian stepped down, Jiang Qian's cold eyes instantly turned into despair, because Jiang Qian heard the difference between her and Lin Zhengran again in the ensemble, which was very different.

After the freshman party, Jiang Qian took three days of sick leave to go home to recuperate.

Until the morning of the fourth day, the second lady finally woke up from the quilt, lying on the pillow with a blush on her face, with the shyness of a girl.