I play the piano in the comprehensive world

At the end of December, Alyssa received the playing video of Goujuanjing.At first she just opened it casually, but later she connected it directly to the projection screen and listened to it with a special speaker.

"After so long, I almost thought it was time to change the song."

Every musician's concert has a timetable in her heart. According to her idea, the publicity should have started in January, so materials have to be prepared in December.At the beginning of the month, she had urged Gou Juanjing several times but did not receive the video. Alyssa had already prepared the newcomer's debut concert to change the tune, and started the announcement mode of the speed of life and death.

The whole "Sonata No. 31" lasted about 20 minutes. After listening to the whole piece, Alisa's heart fell back into her stomach.

"This is not Master Beethoven's Sonata No. 31." A playful male voice sounded from behind, and Alisa was taken aback.

Alisa turned her head suddenly and saw that it was the German conductor who had returned.Wear a fancy beach shirt and shorts, grab a surfboard and go straight to the beach. "What? Doesn't it play well?"

Franz von Suedregerman* bent his grey-green eyes, "I'm not saying it's bad. But this kid's playing has a lot of good ideas on the piano. What happened recently? ?"

Basai’s comments afterward were not particularly friendly to Gou Juan Jing. His superb technique was complemented by his exquisite appearance. Many music critics criticized this, and even sharper comments said that he was “nothing but his face.” , So when Gou Juan Jing chose this piece, Hugh Legerman was not optimistic, thinking that he was just a young man's whim.

Now it seems that the little guy probably chose to play just because he wanted to.

"What's the matter?" Alyssa had never heard of any problem with him.

"Listen carefully to the third movement, the child is crying." Hugh Legeman's ear was very strong, "very frankly attached his thoughts to the music."

Sigh, mourn, lose one's soul.

The Germans pulled the progress bar back to the beginning of the third movement. "Interesting."

Alyssa didn't understand his muttering in front of him. The agent doesn't care about his life, and he can't talk about feelings with him for the time being. What he cares most about is his music value and cash flow ability. Hearing the master's evaluation, he is relieved too much. "Really? With your comment, I feel relieved. Being able to win the Barcelona championship is really not that low."

Hugh Legman didn't respond to her, and played the tune again. "Is it his teacher's guidance? No, this approach...is more interesting than I imagined."

From November to February, under the constant urging of Alisa, Gou Juanjing reluctantly left Tokyo for Paris.

He once regretted agreeing to his manager to order a concert at this time. With two concerts in a row, plus rehearsals, practice and other time, he would be leaving Tokyo for nearly a week, and he wanted to release the pigeons directly.

However, Alyssa urged her repeatedly. I heard that the tickets for the two concerts were all sold out. With the help of the judges from the Barcelona Organizing Committee, the venue of his concert was set at the Paris Philharmonic Hall. Hall, is already a dream debut stage for newcomers.

"Wait for me to come back." Gou Juanjing was worried, and covered Culolido with a blanket, emphasizing it again and again.

Crowrido couldn't laugh or cry, "Yes, I must wait for you to come back. I'm not so weak yet."

Even now, judging from the strength of magic power, it is impossible to see that the magician is on the verge of death.

"Play well, don't cry while playing." Crowley nodded his brows more, "Always frowning, like a little old man."

Gou Juanjing patted his hand away, turned around and told Yue to take good care of him.

After passing this level, there is another level - my brother and the cat.

When Goujuanji heard that his brother was leaving for a week, he quit immediately.The little guy changed his usual well-behaved temper, and hugged the dog Juanjing, crying and fussing, with red eye circles and a small mouth, pitiful like a kitten wet by the rain, even Liangzi fucked Not sure about him.

When Gou Juanjing was packing his luggage at night, he had just put his clothes into the suitcase when he saw his younger brother take them out and lay down on his own.The five-year-old hugged his knees and huddled up, trying to lie down in the suitcase.

Goujuan's eldest child is angry and funny.

"What are you doing?"

Gou Juanji hugged his brother with his little hand, "I want to go with my brother!"

"Aren't you still going to school tomorrow?"

"No more!"

"Mom and Dad will be worried."

"I'm going to be with my brother."

Gou Juanjing hugged him in his arms. The little ghost was so stubborn that he hugged his brother and refused to compromise. In the end, Gou Juanjing didn't make any mistakes. He patted him on the back every now and then, preparing to wait for the child to fall asleep Clean up again.

In the process of coaxing him, Gou Juanjing suddenly saw the clothes in his suitcase shaking from the corner of his eyes, and when he took a closer look, Ping An's big cat got in, and the cat's tail was still dangling outside the suitcase.

The younger brother, who had already started to doze off, also found out that the little friend was trying to cheat, and immediately shouted mentally: "Safe! That's where I want to lie down!"

Ping An pretended not to hear, and put his tail in.

Dog Juanjing: "..."

No need to look at it, his clothes must be all cat hair now. Fortunately, the gown for the stage has not been put in yet. He promised Xiaojing to wear the gown he gave to go on stage—and it was also sent by Gojo Satoru.

The guy didn't know where he learned that the gown for the dog-rolling thorn winner's concert was given by Atobe, so he turned around and gave him a new set, insisting that he wear it at the debut concert.Master Duan Shui is going to wear Xiaojing on the first day and Wutiao on the second day.

The dog Juanjing was distracted, and the younger brother and the cat started to quarrel.

"I want to go in, safe!"

He blinked his big eyes, and had a dog's tunic on his head, with an innocent look on his face.

"Ping An is so cunning!"

The main favor of plastic.

Mao Mao turned her head away, lay down and did not move.

Let the wind blow from east to west, from north to south, we will stand still.

Little Thorn tried to lift the cat out——but couldn't.

A cat weighing more than [-] kilograms is not a weight that a dog can shake.

The little one is going to cry.Children at this age are in the stage of well-developed lacrimal glands, and tears are already rolling in the eye sockets.

Goujuanjingmaizhe, left-handed cat, right-handed brother, "Okay, it's time to go to bed, which one of you two wants to sleep with me?"

Ping An didn't pretend not to understand, put away the four claws obediently, revealing the white bellyband on the belly, swished the big tail, swept Xiaojing's thigh, and called softly: "Meow!"

Gou Juanji hugged his brother's arm, "I want to sleep with my brother!"

"Then hurry up and wash up, don't quarrel."

The elder brother put the younger brother down, patted his butt and drove him to wash up, before turning his head to take care of his green tea cat.

Ping An has already jumped onto the bed cleverly, and burrowed into the quilt, but the tip of the long tail is exposed, like a small radar, poking left and right.

It is testing the owner's attitude, and the cat will succeed if it is soft-tempered.

"No, it's safe." The dog Juanjing tried to reason with it: "Cats can't get on the plane."

Ping An stretched out a cat's head, lowered his ears and exposed his fangs, pretending to be fierce. He knew at a glance that it was going to play the big black cat of Shier, and asked silently: Why can he but I can't?

"Uh..." Gou Juanjing has a new understanding of the wisdom of his cat. "Because he is a fake cat and you are a real cat."

"Only you are my cat, he is someone else's cat."

Hearing these words comfortably, Ping An wags his tail again.

"So little thorn can only ask Ping An, and only Ping An can do it well." The dog Juan Jing pinched its nape and reached out to scratch its chin.

"Meow."

"Ping An is the best cat~" After being captured by the master's sugar-coated cannonballs, Ping An happily ascended to heaven. "I don't worry about other cats, only safety."

"Meow~"

Gou Juanjing took out a small comb to serve his big cat, "I'm only going for a week, and I promise to come back as soon as the concert is over. I still want to go to school with me safely, okay?"

A week is a week.

The cat's tail rested on the dog's wrist, and he closed his eyes and thought.