The whole world calls me God

Mu Xiu came late to the piano class. Although the piano teacher didn't reprimand him, his bad face was enough to explain everything. Ling Xiu came to his side during the break.

"Are you okay, it seems that you are not in a good state these days."

"It has nothing to do with you." Mu Xiu said in a very flat tone.

Ling Xiu felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, and he even got angry with him, "Still angry with Jojo? Why are you such a big man, just say it when you feel uncomfortable, and don't hold it in your heart."

"Don't worry about my affairs." After Mu Xiu said this, he turned around and turned his back to Ling Xiu, making it clear that he didn't want to talk to him anymore. Shu Tan snorted and ignored him.

The rest time passed quickly, and the teacher called all the trainees over, "I haven't seen you for a month, so I haven't been lazy this month, how are you practicing?"

The competition among the trainees is very fierce. Most of them are students with no background. They entered the company through various channels and endured hard training, cold eyes and bullying from others, all in order to make their debut one day. The break time is for practice, and even now when the teacher asks for a break, some people are still continuing to practice.

Song Zhikang scanned the audience, and he had a panoramic view of the expressions of the trainees. These people have been with him for half a year at the shortest time, and three years at the longest. Efforts are not as good as some people's innate advantages. Of course, it is even more hateful to have innate advantages and not know that efforts are wasting this talent. The story of hurting Zhongyong is not made up randomly.

"Come one by one. I'll take a look at your results this month. You can play whatever you like. You can play as you please. Don't be restrained. You have known you for a long time and there is no restraint."

"According to the previous order."

It was Ling Xiu's first piano lesson and he didn't know what the order was before, so he tilted his head and asked Jojo next to him, "In what order, did Mr. Song arrange it?"

Jojo leaned closer to Ling Xiu, and whispered in his ear, "You made a row before you came, Mr. Song likes to ask someone to play for him every time in this order, if he makes a mistake or he feels that he doesn't play well He scolded people mercilessly, even Mu Xiu was scolded by him." Jojo said tremblingly, as if he was being scolded by Teacher Song now.

"Is Mu Xiu very good?" He didn't even know that Mu Xiu was so good at piano.

Speaking of jojo’s envy and hatred, “It is said that he has learned the piano before, and Mr. Song praised him for playing well. After so many lessons, Mr. Song praised him.” Why is this Bingshan face playing the piano so well? He is not convinced.

After being jealous of Mu Xiu, Jojo thought of Ling Xiu, "By the way, you haven't taken piano lessons yet, so you should be able to tell the teacher that you don't have to play this time. Although Teacher Song is strict, he should still be reasonable."

Ling Xiu is still a little worried about dancing, but he is not worried about music at all. After all, he has learned piano for 14 years since he was born, and he played the piano for several hours every day until the day he ran away from home. , I haven't touched it for a month, but I feel a little uncomfortable.

Among the group of people older than him, Ling Xiu was relatively short. He raised his hand in the crowd, "Teacher Song!" His voice was extremely loud in the practice room that had just quieted down, and everyone looked over.

Song Zhikang saw the raised hand, the nails did not exceed the finger flesh, and then looked down along the hand, a pair of bright eyes, a beautiful face, still very young, it should be the trainee who just arrived, "Are you a new trainee? You don't need to participate in this performance."

"No!" Ling Xiu refused without hesitation. His hands were itchy after not touching the piano for more than a month. He wanted to move his fingers very much when he just listened to the teacher.

His "no" is more attention-grabbing than the gesture of raising his hand just now. The eyes that had been sweeping away from him were fixed. Under everyone's gaze, Ling Xiu didn't panic. He was used to being stared at. environment, and then said authentically, "I want to play too."

Song Zhikang didn't have any other comments on this new trainee except for his excellent appearance. Most of his information was blank. He had always been indifferent to people who entered the company through connections. I know his ruthless attitude, so there are no unsightly people to provoke him, but today this guy doesn't seem to be so self-aware, thinking that he is very good if he has learned a little piano.

"Oh," Song Zhikang has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, and his emotions and anger have long since faded away. He took a step back and sat on the stool, "Then you come first."

Whether it is school or society, it is a place where strength speaks. When Ling Xiu first arrived in the United States, many people regarded him as a bullying target because of his weak body and yellow skin.At that time, he didn't have any friends around him. When he was being bullied, everyone watched the jokes and shouted 'Down with the yellow pig'. When he used his weak body to knock down the tall white man who bullied him When he was on the ground, those who were watching the jokes didn't dare to make a sound. He glanced at those people and didn't even have the courage to look at him.From that moment on, no one dared to bully him.

Wanli is a very rich company, and his audacity can be seen from the fact that he equips each trainee with a piano.Ling Xiu's piano is not brand new, it should not be moved by other trainees.He sat in front of the piano and opened the piano cover. From the outside, the piano seemed to be in good condition. The keys were not damaged in any way, and there was no dust on the body of the piano. Finally, the piano could be touched. The fire in Ling Xiu's heart ignited.

This is the only thing he has insisted on for 14 years. At the beginning, when Shen Liwen forced him to practice the piano, he was extremely disgusted, and thought of countless ways to escape the practice, but after a long time, he gradually got used to it and fell in love with it. the piano.Day after day, year after year, the piano has become an indispensable part of his life. I don’t know when playing the piano is no longer a burden. He doesn’t need to be urged or reminded every day. At that time, he will turn on the piano cover, and his fingers danced happily across the keys.

"Let's get started." Everyone is watching Ling Xiu, some are worried, some don't care, some are watching a good show, but no one has confidence in him, but Ling Xiu doesn't care about these now, all his eyes are on him now. I was attracted by the piano in front of me.

From left to right, Ling Xiu's fingers slid across the keys like clouds and flowing water. His nimble fingers seemed to wake up the piano, and his light voice reverberated in the practice room, which excited everyone.

"I played "Tales from the Vienna Woods" by Johann Strauss Jr."

Ling Xiu's fingers are not very beautiful. It can even be said that these hands are not like the hands of a 15-year-old child. Although he has put a lot of thought into maintaining his young hands, Ai Meili's mother has provided him with many methods. However, several hours of piano playing every day still left too many marks on these hands.Although it is not so thick that calluses cannot be seen with only eyes, but if you touch it with your hands, you will find that the skin on his fingertips is harder and thicker than other parts. more obvious than normal.These are the imprints left by his practice day after day. Whenever he looks at these hands, the time of those exercises seems to be in front of him. These hands record all his efforts.

Ling Xiu is so familiar with this piece that he can't be more familiar with it. In practice day after day, this piece is one of his favorite pieces. Without humility, he can play the piece perfectly even with his eyes closed. play out.

The first note jumped up, and then the notes lined up to follow. Ling Xiu was like a magician. The notes jumped in an orderly manner under the command of his magic wand, fluctuating high and low, flickering and disappearing. Every time he When you drop your finger, a music elf is born. These elves playfully hover in everyone's ears after completing their tasks, or those people want to keep this elf and provide them with their ears for fun.

Everyone closed their eyes, as if they were in the Vienna Woods, and everyone was dancing happily in the vast forest. This forest has no boundaries, and they don't have to worry about accidentally walking out of this happy place , as long as people set foot on this land, they will be surrounded by happiness and beauty.

Everyone in the practice room was immersed in the wonderful piano music. A few minutes of playing passed in the blink of an eye. They only regained their senses from the beauty near the end. Ling Xiu reluctantly opened his eyes to paint the music. the terminator.

Even though the music had ended, the people present still did not come back in the Vienna forest. Ling Xiu sat in front of the piano and stroked the keys again. The melodyless music suddenly played. The magician cast magic again to take back his music spirit, and everyone was killed Recall reality.

"I'm done." Ling Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. This piece was just a warm-up for him. He will come to practice tonight, and he will continue to play for two hours every day.

Song Zhikang finally found himself in the music. As if he had discovered a treasure, he took a step forward and grabbed Ling Xiu's hand and checked it over and over again. With his excited expression and eager eyes, everyone present could feel his difference.

"How many years have you practiced?" His voice was a little more trembling because of restraint, and his hands were filled with the breath of piano practice, which he discovered only now.

Ling Xiu pulled out his own hand that was touched from his firm palm, "It's been 14 years."

"14 years!? Haven't you participated in a piano competition?" With Ling Xiu's skills, it is not a problem to win the championship in any domestic competition. As long as he has won the championship, he will know why there is a misunderstanding today.

"No, my family asked me to study hard." Before going to the United States, Ling Xiu participated in several domestic piano competitions and got a good ranking, but he didn't participate in any competitions after arriving in the United States, so it's okay for him to say this. Not exactly lying.

Song Zhikang was heartbroken, he didn't participate in the competition with such a superb level, and now he is sent to be a trainee at this age, it is too inferior to enter the entertainment circle, he needs to have a good talk with this child's parents!

"Where are your parents? They actually approve of your entry into the entertainment industry!"

Ling Xiu couldn't understand why he was so excited, but...

"I don't agree, but they can't make the decision." Ling Xiu said this sincerely. In his last life, he obeyed his parents and became a doctor. In this life, he must live according to his own way!

"You should listen to your parents!" Song Zhikang said more and more indignantly, as if Ling Xiu was his own child, "The people who know you best are your parents. They know your talent in music and your talent in the entertainment industry. Will be buried, you should listen to them and focus on the piano!"

Ling Xiu thought that he had misunderstood something, and tore the teacher's excitement to pieces with a blank face, "My father asked me to study economics and become a businessman."

Song Zhikang suddenly petrified, who is this family!