When night falls, the streets of Kyoto are like a calm river, meandering in the dense shadows of the trees, and only the leaves rustling in the breeze seem to recall the bustle and busyness of the day.

In the coffee shop, Lu Mu immersed himself in the playing atmosphere created by himself.

Sometimes, the atmosphere and the feeling are a very strange thing.

When Lu Mu fell into this atmosphere, he found that he no longer had any other thoughts in his mind, and some were just endless thoughts about himself.

Thinking about "growth".

For Lu Mu, growing up is probably that a person finally realizes that there is a huge gap between "what you think you are" and "what you really are".

For example, he thought he was an ordinary person, but he was always accompanied by good fortune, and he had to be in the spotlight all the time.

Another example: he wanted to be a happy, carefree salted fish, but he was always entrusted with important tasks for strange reasons.

But he is not very familiar with these things.

This is probably the first lesson that the cruel society taught Lu Mu, a man who is still growing

The chatter in the café stopped.

Several young men and women were immersed in the musical atmosphere, looking at Lu Mu in front of the piano stage obsessively.

Several mature men in suits and leather shoes looked at Lu Mu thoughtfully, slightly obsessed.

In the VIP box on the second floor, the old man, who was still slightly disdainful before, nodded his head, sometimes sighed, and sometimes closed his eyes to the rhythm of the music......

Although everyone's actions and behaviors are different at this time, they all have one thing in common.

That is, everyone is listening quietly.

It seems that everyone is immersed in Lu Mu's playing.

The string rhythm that Lu Mu played, which had never been heard before and that the big guys had never heard, surrounded everyone's ears.

Su Yujin was stunned, while Dai Yuxin and Feng Kangping were completely stunned.

Lu Mu was unaware of the changes in the reactions of the people around him, and he didn't even notice that at this moment, everyone's eyes in the café were cast on him.

He was caught up in the atmosphere of playing with himself.

After a while, Lu Mu gradually began to feel that something was wrong with this.

I've been playing hard for so long, why don't these people react at all?

Moreover, they all stared at themselves with that demented gaze.

What does this mean?

Do you see monkeys at the zoo?

This is not scientific!

It stands to reason that if you play with all your might, theoretically, everyone should show that kind of fascination, or like a big dream, crying loudly, and then shouting, is this really a heart-touching piano song?

Even if their own playing has not reached such an outrageous level, these people have to react.

Why are they so quiet?

After playing, Lu Mu looked around expectantly.

He hoped to get some feedback from the expressions on everyone's faces.

But the reaction of the crowd was sluggish.

This kind of dull gaze made Lu Mu unable to tell whether he was playing good or bad.

I didn't remind myself of the good luck that I always qualified ahead of schedule in the past, and I was only playing for the second time, and I couldn't even tell what the keys of the piano represented...... Lu Mu felt that the result of this performance was more biased towards the bad side.

He shrugged his shoulders and looked at Su Yujin not far away.

The latter wears sunglasses, which makes it impossible to see joy.

But looking at her stunned appearance, she should also be stunned.

Alas, it seems that I played it really badly.

Lu Mu, who guessed that he might mess up this matter, was neither sad nor nervous, because the development of this matter should have been like this.

But what Lu Mu didn't know was what.

Su Yujin was indeed as Lu Mu thought, and the whole person was already stunned.

However, her confusion was not because Lu Mu played poorly, but-

This guy is playing really well.

The rhythm of the piano completely drove her whole mood and made her completely fall into that wonderful artistic conception. Su Yujin couldn't figure out why Lu Mu could play such a beautiful piano music.

And it's something I've never heard before, and it's probably an original piano piece.

Is this guy a demon?

"This little friend, may I ask, what's your name?"

At this moment, a slightly vicissitudes but extremely loud voice sounded on the second floor.

The voice sounded, and in an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

Even Su Yujin and others were a little moved.

"This woman is so beautiful. ”

A man in the café cast his eyes on the second floor, and as soon as his gaze moved up, he stopped at the woman leaning on the railing on the second floor, and he couldn't take his eyes off it at all.

"Oh, this woman, you don't deserve it. A middle-aged man snorted coldly, cutting off the wonderful fantasy of the previous man: "Don't you see the old man next to him? That is Zhou Doushan, the teacher of our Chinese "piano idiot" today. ”

Zhou Doosan is a very ordinary name, but the meaning of this name is extraordinary.

In the eyes of those who know this field, Zhou Doushan, a master in the Chinese piano world, is good at piano, guzheng and other musical instruments, and is a teacher of Chinese "piano idiot".

"Piano idiot" is a well-known figure in a specific field in China.

can be a teacher of "piano idiot", Zhou Doushan's energy and professionalism are also undoubted.

Dai Yuexin and Feng Kangping's eyes were also cast upwards at this time, as people who often vassal and elegant, Zhou Doushan, they still knew it.

When Lu Mu was immersed in the piano playing and played different notes, Dai Yuxin and Feng Kangping already knew that this guy was "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger".

What is the first bullet?

Can you play such beautiful music for the first time?

Feng Kangping felt that his heart was very hurt, he had always been confident, but at this time, he felt as if he had been insulted by Lu Mu.

Moreover, Lu Mu was actually accosted by Zhou Doushan, the top leader in the industry.

This made Feng Kangping puzzled, with envy, jealousy and hatred.

And the woman beside Zhou Doushan, who was full of flattery, also raised her eyebrows at this time, and a pair of pupils containing autumn waves looked at Lu Mu thinly.

Zhou Doosan praised him in the VIP seat, but she listened to it cleanly.

As Zhou Doushan's granddaughter, she knows that the former's vision is high, and among the thousands of young people in China, there is no one who can enter her eyes. In the field of piano and other fields, he can praise him so much, and there are only five fingers.

What I didn't expect was that the man in front of me, who secretly peeked at himself a few times in front of the washstand, could actually get such a high evaluation from Zhou Doushan.