he is so spoiled

Ever since he became Su Nuo's manager, Qiao Wenshan has been busy all day long.

Su Nuo doesn’t cause trouble and doesn’t hang out with friends. The place where she stays most of the day is the studio. She lives a life of self-cultivation and self-cultivation at a young age. She usually just reads books and practice piano for a while and goes to school with Professor Zhou. After class for a while, I have never seen him have any special hobbies every day, and he is not at all like the young artists brought by other managers in the company who love to toss.

After a new year, I couldn't even see anyone. I finally called Su Nuo after the seventh day of the lunar new year, only to find out that Su Nuo was not in China at all, and stayed at home for another week, finally waiting When Su Nuo arrived, he returned home.

So this time when Su Nuo went to the Conservatory of Music to sign up, Qiao Wenshan ran to the office door early in the morning to wait.

They say they are here to sign up, but they are actually going through the formalities, assigning a dormitory, getting a class schedule, and other miscellaneous things. Every year, Shangjing has a specially set non-uniform enrollment target, which does not occupy the number of students enrolled in the unified enrollment. People like Su Nuo do not recruit through the unified examination. Those who came in were all related behind the scenes, and the school teachers were not surprised.

Generally speaking, the teachers don’t need to take care of this kind of students. Firstly, they are impetuous and not too student-like, and secondly, they are too arrogant to listen to the school teachers’ discipline. The most important thing is that they all need to go through the back door. I certainly don't have much ability, that is, if I come in to get a diploma, I may not meet the teacher a few times in a semester.

But today the situation is clearly different.

Qiao Wenshan knocked on the door and took Su Nuo in, only to find that it was really different from what he imagined would be done in 3 minutes after going in and completing the formalities and receiving the documents.

From the outside, it looks like a large lecture theater, but when you walk in, you find that it is a small stage, and there are about a dozen people sitting in it, basically all of them are old men and women, who have been giving small classes to Su Nuo Zhou Hui is also among them.

Qiao Wenshan couldn't figure it out, what's wrong?Isn't it just to register? The Shangjing Conservatory of Music is now so formal in its special admissions, and it still needs an interview?

Su Nuo followed Qiao Wenshan and caught sight of Zhou Hui who was sitting in the middle. Professor Zhou had his hair up today, and he was wearing glasses. His eyes looked at him kindly. Secretly gesticulating with him, "Don't be nervous."

Su Nuo's heart settled down a little, and she smiled shyly at her, her slightly stiff limbs relaxed a little, but her back was still straight.

The other professors were watching him too, looking up and down, like some exotic animal.

Su Nuo didn't know whether to introduce herself now, or to stand and wait for the teacher to read the questions.

I don't know if it's Qiao Wenshan's illusion, but the eyes of these teachers in the Conservatory of Music are indescribably... enthusiastic.

It's not like the teacher looking at the students, it's like a hungry wolf seeing the meat, especially the one next to Professor Zhou, whose eyes are green no matter how you look at it.

It was Professor Zhou Hui who helped him out, "Let me introduce to all the teachers, Su Nuo, who is going to study in the Vocal Music Department of our school soon, and now he can be regarded as half of my student."

Other teachers: "..."

Since you came in, you have winked at them, thinking we are blind, now what are you talking about, why are you from the vocal music department when they just came here!

The one next to Zhou Hui is Wang Ji, the dean of the school's piano department. He averted his eyes a little, glanced at the resume, and asked with a smile: "How many years has Xiao Su been studying piano?"

Su Nuo hesitated, "...two years."

Wang Ji patted the table hard, startling Su Nuo. He looked extremely excited, his face turned red, and his eyes began to shine again, "Okay!"

Su Nuo: "..."

He felt that he must have heard wrong.

Most of the students who learn musical instruments are children's skills. It is common for them to have practiced for more than ten years since they were young. It was the first time he came into contact with the piano when he entered Hengxing, but the company obviously didn't pay much attention to letting them learn musical instruments.

The whole company is equipped with one piano, which is second-hand, and the sound is not very accurate, and there is no dedicated piano teacher, so a part-time student is recruited, who comes to give them two hours of basic lessons every week, a total of 6 The second class, after the end of the course, there is no piano class again.

There are many people in the company, and it is impossible for one person to play the piano every day. It is said that he has learned the piano for two years, but in fact, the time he can really play for one year is not bad.

Su Nuo felt guilty and wanted to explain to the teacher again.Then I heard another teacher ask: "Would you mind showing a piece here, we have a piano here."

Su Nuo looked in the direction of his finger, only to find that a piano had been placed in the middle of the stage behind.

Wang Ji was still staring cautiously at the teacher of the folk music department who just interrupted him, and nodded in satisfaction after hearing his suggestion, "You can play whatever you want, even improvisation!"

Naturally, it was impossible for Su Nuo to refuse. He bowed to the professors present, took off his down jacket and handed it to Qiao Wenshan who was sitting beside him, and walked towards the piano.

After trying a few times, half a minute later, in the extremely empty classroom, an extremely light note gently shattered the silence.

Only a slightly dim overhead light was turned on on the stage, and a pure black baby grand piano stood quietly on the light brown wooden floor of the stage. It was originally a slightly depressing atmosphere, but it was suddenly given a new atmosphere by the intrusion of a teenager. Lived life.

Canon is playing.

He was wearing a velvet white silk shirt, sitting in front of the simple piano with his back straight, his white fingers fluttering over the black and white piano keys, smooth and powerful notes lined up rhythmically jumping out of his fingertips one by one .

The movements between the fingertips and the keys are gentle and calm, and the joints of the fingers are soft and soothing. Every touch is like a butterfly flapping its wings.

If you only look at the movements of his fingertips, you can't help but wonder, will the music he plays be weak?

However, no one at the scene would have the slightest idea, because every stress is like penetrating through the keys and directly hitting their hearts. Every rhythm is soothing and agile, light, heavy, slow, and urgent, perfect. extreme.

His expression was very quiet, and there was a very faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He was immersed in the pure golden music dream, and he also brought his audience into his dream.

It seems that in the warm winter sun, the boiling water gradually subsides, leaving only dense water mist pervading and flowing slowly.

Wang Ji was the first to applaud, and his applause drove the rest of the audience in the classroom. There were only a dozen people, but there was thunderous applause.

Qiao Wenshan actually doesn't know much about music, but even a person like him who knows nothing about the piano feels both physical and psychological enjoyment from it, and he can realize that this performance must be at least good.

Professor Zhou looked at Su Nuo, with relief and a little regret in his eyes, "As expected, he is Gludman's personal disciple, and his reputation is well-deserved. If it was before, I would have wanted you to learn vocal music with me, but now I have I can’t convince myself anymore, you are a natural pianist.”