At the sight of the figure, everyone froze.

It's not Gu Xiaobai.

Big hands, big feet, mediocre looks.

"Xiao Ming?"

Isn't this what they just laughed at in the car, looking for a sense of superiority?

Isn't it, it was Wang Ming who played it just now?

Is it really that hapless Xiao Ming?

This contrast is so great that it is unacceptable for a while.

Isn't he even able to play the piano?

Didn't he have a strange illness and had to change his major to knock on triangles?

But when everyone saw his hands on the keys, almost twice as large as ordinary people, thick and somewhat deformed, suddenly they were stunned again.

That's it......

These hands may not be able to play the piano, but for another instrument, it may be the biggest advantage.

Perhaps, when God closes a door for you, it will also open a window for you.

Wang Mingsuo didn't see the person behind him, he sat in place for a while, then jumped up and hugged Zhao Xingsheng: "Teacher, teacher, I'm done! I'm done!"

"Yes, really good!" Zhao Xingsheng gave Wang Mingsuo a thumbs up without hesitation.

"Hmm...... It's really good. On the other side of the phone, Gu Xiaobai also gave a very high evaluation, "This is the best I have heard these days, and I can go on stage after practicing again!"

"Yes......" Zhao Xingsheng grinned, also with a smile on his face.

He was also very happy to be affirmed by Gu Xiaobai.

But the others who listened to him behind him were not happy at all.

What? This has already been handpicked by Gu Xiaobai?

"Then I'll take this kid back to sleep first, and then let him practice more and try to play better. Saying that, Zhao Xingsheng patted Wang Mingsuo on the shoulder and said, "You know, Xiao Ming, practice more, after all, it's the Spring Festival Gala, you can't make a mistake......

"Got it, thank you Teacher Zhao, thank you Teacher Xiaobai......" Wang Ming was so excited that he was incoherent, at this moment, he couldn't say anything, he just wanted to cry.

All tribulations will eventually come to an end.

This is perhaps the happiest and luckiest thing to do.

After experiencing more, I know that most of the suffering in this world will not be rewarded, and many people are struggling in suffering, and then they sink and can no longer raise their heads.

Wang Mingsuo was very lucky, he struggled, and then struggled right.

More people, however, seem to be stuck in the mud and sand, constantly struggling, and then falling into it faster.

"Senior Xiao Ming, do you know how to play percussion instruments? When you have time, you might as well learn it, and then try the piano of a thousand drums." Gu Xiaobai said.

The Hundred Bells and Lyres are only half of the Bells and Drums, and the other half is the Hundred Drums.

The two add up to the harp of bells and drums, and they are the "bells and drummers".

He only plays the carillon, but he is just a "bell hand".

In terms of playing technique, the Piano of a Thousand Drums is actually more difficult than the Piano of a Hundred Bells.

Not to mention, playing both instruments at the same time.

"Okay, good ......" Wang Ming didn't know what to say, so he nodded vigorously.

"Alas...... I'm almost sleepy......" At this time, Zhao Xingsheng yawned, "I'm old, and I can't compare with you young people...... I didn't have anyone all night...... Let's go and go back to sleep!"

"Teacher, go back first, I want to practice for a while......" Wang Ming didn't want to leave, he was excited.

After a long period of darkness, life suddenly showed the dawn, and he didn't want to let go, he wanted to hold on firmly.

"Let's go, you froze outside last night until midnight, and you didn't sleep all night, and you're going to fall ill if you go down any more. Zhao Xingsheng pulled Wang Mingsuo and turned around and left.

At this time, they saw the group of people at the door.

"Teacher......" Seeing that his teacher was also standing in the crowd, Wang Ming was a little embarrassed, and he felt like he had been caught doing bad things.

After all, yesterday he went to ask the teacher, but the teacher refused.

Then he came on his own.

In fact, his teacher was more embarrassed than him.

"Huh...... Xiao Ming, it's so good, it's so good!"

The teacher spoke, and began to clapp.

The aura of embarrassment was escaping wildly, like the dragon power of a giant dragon, so that everyone couldn't even raise their heads.

The teacher applauded a few times, but when he found that no one else applauded, he slowly stopped again.

Before everyone could react from the shock, Xiao Ming, who was treated as a joke and pitied in the car just now, suddenly descended in front of them with this gesture.

Everyone looked at Wang Mingsuo's expression, not to mention how exciting.

Among the crowd where Wang Ming was, he saw his roommate in the dormitory, and said hello with a smile, in exchange for a grin.

Wang Mingsuo was still in excitement, and he couldn't figure out the state at all, and he looked at everyone with some doubts.

Everyone bowed their heads and didn't look at him.

"Let's go, let's go back and rest, and don't delay your practice. Zhao Xingsheng nodded to the dozen or so people and dragged Wang Ming away.

Wang Mingsuo turned his head back, waved his hand, and wanted to say something, and then was directly dragged away by Zhao Xingsheng.

Everyone watched as the two people got into the car, drove out the door, and then looked at each other.

The atmosphere is still a little awkward.

After a few moments, someone finally spoke to break the silence:

"Teacher, are we still practicing?"

"Don't practice......"

There is already Wang Ming, why are we still suffering from this crime?

Everyone was a little discouraged.

"I want to practice!" said another student suddenly.

"yes, I'd like to try it too!"

"I don't want to just give up, at least practice for a few more days. ”

The attitudes of the students are divided into two extremes.

When they don't see successful examples, they naturally feel that no one can do it.

But now, seeing that people who were not as good as themselves before can do it, they feel that they can do it too.

When Zhao Xingsheng took Wang Mingsuo out of the factory, he heard a faint bell from the rear.

Wang Mingsuo listened to the bell behind him, and suddenly became nervous again: "Teacher...... Do I really want to help play the carillon on the Spring Festival Gala? I don't know if I can do it......"

"What are you afraid of, relax. Zhao Xingsheng said.

"Teacher, aren't you nervous?" Wang Mingsuo clenched his fists, and he only now regained his excitement from his previous excitement, thinking of the great challenge he was facing.

"I was nervous, but ...... Xiaobai, this guy, he hasn't even written the lyrics yet...... If you want to be nervous, he's nervous, he's not nervous, why am I nervous?"

"What? I haven't even written the lyrics yet, and don't you have to submit them for review long in advance?"

He didn't like the version of the lyrics that was submitted for review, and he thought it was too vulgar. Zhao Xingsheng shrugged helplessly.

Isn't that normal? That's the Spring Festival Gala, is there a good program in the Spring Festival Gala?

Wang Ming was speechless for a long time, and then asked Zhao Xingsheng: "Teacher, Teacher Xiaobai, what kind of person is he?"