Chapter 770

"In the intermission of playing, Lang Lang looks at Jiang Beichen, nods and smiles, and Jiang Beichen also nods and responds slightly.

Since the last time they talked, they are now bosom friends. Naturally, Lang Lang is played to Jiang Beichen.

Naturally, it means to let Jiang Beichen comment on it.

Jiang Beichen also listened carefully and nodded frequently from time to time.

"Boy, what are you pretending to be? Do you know the piano?"

At this moment, Wang Yang just sat down beside him. Seeing Jiang Beichen's expression, he couldn't help laughing, just like looking at TU Lao Mao.

"Wang Yang, do you know it? Do you know what it is? " Shen crescent can't help but scold a way, immediately and sneer of asked a sentence.

She also played piano from primary school, and this piece is very unorthodox. Even she almost forgot it. It should be called "Dutch Marseilles".

This Wang Yang dare to laugh at brother Jiang, she naturally want to ask each other, sarcasm.

But unexpectedly, Wang Yang couldn't help laughing, "ha ha, crescent, you can't beat me. This song is Marseilles, a work of master Liszt's later stage, and it's improvisation. It's recorded by later generations. Am I right?"

"How could you know?" Shen Xinyue is a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other side had heard of such a folk song.

"Hey, I've heard of it. I can still play it. You know, my piano level is grade 7. After all, I'm not a family and I can't be compared with those vulgar guys!"

Wang Yang says, disdain ground glanced at river north Chen one eye, this words take along too obvious.

It is obvious that Jiang Beichen is a big old man with no taste, not as good as him.

"You Shen Xinyue is so angry that he can't help beating people.

Wang Yang opened his mouth again, with an eager expression: "crescent, accept the reality, we are not ordinary people, and the cultivation of knowledge is not comparable to that of children in ordinary families. For example, we all know the piano, so we have a common topic. What can you talk about when you are with a big old man? He will only drag you down

"I don't need you to care. Brother Jiang is not as bad as you said. Besides, I can teach him these things. He will only become more and more excellent when he is with me!" Shen crescent face firmly said, she believes jiangbeichen with her, will gradually become excellent.

"Crescent, don't deceive yourself. We are all in our twenties. It's too late to learn anything. Just like him, to learn piano? I can't even lift my fingers, can I? "

Wang Yang couldn't help laughing.

Some people nearby could not help laughing when they heard this.

Learning piano in your twenties?

It's a joke. Which master was not trained from childhood.

At this time, Lang Lang's playing over there also slowly ended, he stood up, very gentlemanly to the four directions. He strode towards the table of jiangbeichen.

"Master Lang is coming towards us!" Shen Xinyue is a little nervous, because he adores Lang Lang very much.

"Ha ha, master Lang is here for me. You don't know, crescent moon. I'm a member of the piano association now. When I took the grade examination last time, master Lang was still my examiner!"

Wang Yang said with a proud face. In his opinion, Lang Lang must have come to him. After all, whether it's the relationship between the association or the family background, Lang Lang can't say hello to him too much.

"Ha ha, master Langlang..."

With a smile, Wang Yang got up to greet him, with a smile like a garden dog on his face. But the next second, the smile froze on his face.

Lang Lang passed him directly and came to Jiang Beichen. At this time, Jiang Beichen also stood up. They looked at each other with a smile and gave each other a big hug. It's like meeting old friends and confidants.

When people saw this scene, they were all stunned.

Master Lang Lang embraces a fruit seller?

What's going on here?

"Master Lang, do you know this boy?"

Wang Yang, with a reluctant face, ran over and asked.

He really can't understand!

You know, Lang Lang is the top master in the music hall, and the entrance fee is at least tens of millions.

How can a master like this know a bumpkin from a small place?

"It's Wang Shao. I just saw my old friend and didn't notice you. I'm sorry!" Lang Lang politely said, in fact, he did not see Wang Yang, just eager to entertain Jiang Beichen. In his eyes, Jiang Beichen is more important than a young master of his family.

After all, he knew a lot of rich and powerful people. He even made friends with her husband. Naturally, he didn't take Mrs. Wang seriously.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you think of my song just now?" Lang Lang says hello to Wang Yang, but he doesn't talk to Wang Yang anymore. Instead, he talks to Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen listened to his question, thought about it, and said: "it's still good. Interlude and slide are all very good. There's nothing to say. Just the most important point. Is your piano sound infectious? In my opinion, playing the piano means "heart to heart talk". Everyone's understanding of works is different. There is no absolute standard for this. But playing the piano, you have to move yourself first to move others. Music without emotion, no matter how hard it is or how pleasant it sounds, is also dead! Maybe you haven't felt the mood when Liszt created this song. He created it for the sake of his country. That kind of excitement is the core of Gao dynasty! ""Ha ha, boy, are you crazy?"

"How can I talk about the appeal with master Lang?" Wang Yang couldn't help laughing, "do you know what appeal is? Master Lang is a master. Don't you think you are playing tricks in that class?"

Other people are also disdainful, actually said that Lang Lang no rendering power, what a joke?

He is a master!

Better than your fruit seller, right?

"I see, I see!"

At the moment, Lang Lang's eyes lit up instantly, as if the question that had been puzzled for a long time had been answered.

"Ha ha, Mr. Jiang, last time I was a little unconvinced. This time I have to admit that your understanding and level of piano are really above me!" Lang Lang sighed and said, a look of convinced.

Everyone was stunned.

As if he thought he had heard it wrong, master Lang Lang said that the boy's piano level is higher than his own?

How is that possible? Is this kid a pianist?

Shen Xinyue also can't help but open a small mouth, a pair of incredible expression, this river elder brother really let her surprise, didn't expect to have such ability.

"Master Lang, are you kidding? He's a fruit seller. He can play the piano? " Wang Yang had an unacceptable expression on his face.

Is this Lang Lang drunk too much?

That's right. I must have drunk too much. Otherwise, how can I say such words.

"Wang Shao, you can't judge a man by his appearance, and you can't measure the sea water!" Lang Lang frowned and his face was very dissatisfied.

"Mr. Jiang is my confidant and the only one who challenges the success of piano grade 10 in my shop!"

"And I'm going to recommend him to be the president of our Acropolis piano Association. You are also a member of the association. If you see Mr. Jiang in the meeting, you should call him the president!" Lang Lang said solemnly.

Although he didn't know what contradiction they had, Wang Yang didn't respect Jiang Beichen, which made him very unhappy.

"What? And I'll call him the president? "

Wang Yang's face turned red.

Let him call a bumpkin President?

How can he accept this!

"Ha ha, I seem to remember someone boasting just now that he is a piano grade 7. How about brother Jiang being a grade 10?" Shen Xinyue couldn't help laughing and felt very relieved.

"I didn't expect this young man to be a piano master. He really can't judge his appearance!"

"It's so funny to talk about self-restraint with a master of piano grade seven."

"The Joker is really laughing to death!"

Whispers came from all around, and Wang Yang's face and ears were red. It was really a shame.

"Well, jiangbeichen, right? I remember you! You wait for me! "

Wang Yang where still have a face to wait to go down, cold ground stares river north Chen one eye, immediately then toward the outside walk, how many have a bit to run away of posture.