Lin Dingdang's face turned red.

For the first time in her life, someone stopped staring at her face, but closed her eyes and immersed herself in the sound of the piano she played!

That's an affirmation of the audience's skills!

And when she plays the piano, she enters the realm of selfless concentration.

I just feel that the piano has become a part of my body, and I can control and play every note I want like a finger, which is also a new experience that I have never experienced before.

[I can actually play such beautiful music and make the audience intoxicated. 】

[Is this really me?]

Although that wonderful feeling has dissipated, there are still some things left in my heart, like seeds, just waiting to take root and sprout.

And Ah Qian, the one who brought this seed to her.

Lin Dingdang didn't understand, just as she didn't understand when Ah Qian learned music, and she didn't understand what means her brother used.

But she felt as if a giant had lifted herself up with her huge palms, allowing her to touch the previously unimaginable high world.

The wind, the rain, the twinkling thunder and lightning, the white clouds, the blazing sun, the bright moon!

She's all touched!

Lin Dingdang looked at Lin Zhenshen obsessively, and then, being dragged away by him, and then watching him get angry for himself and drive away the female teacher who bullied him.

Such a shallow is too powerful.

An unspeakable throbbing, frantically pounding on her heart!

[If it weren't for Ah Qian, who wasn't his brother, how nice it would be!]

Well, brother!?

Lin Dingdang's face turned pale suddenly, and then he gasped, and his mind immediately returned to clarity.

[What am I thinking!]

[How could such a rebellious idea come out of my brain!?]

[Get out of here∑ (❍ฺд❍ฺlll)]

Lin Zhenshen stretched out his hand and waved in front of Lin Dingdang: "Sister, what do you want?"

When Lin Dingdang heard this voice, he immediately came back to his senses.

[Hey, why is this voice so sultry!]

In the past, the stinky brother had to deliberately say something suggestive before he couldn't stand it.

But now even ordinary greetings are made, and ordinary words have the power to make her heart tremble.

[Can a person's voice be captivating to this extent?]

[It's terrible, Ah Qian has actually evolved!]

[What should I do in the next few days!?]

Lin Dingdang stammered and replied, "No... I didn't think about anything, why are you calling me?"

"Where are we going next?"

After Lin Zhenshen asked, he looked at the clock hanging on the wall not far away, the time was only ten o'clock, and it was not yet lunch time.

Lin Dingdong took a deep breath to cool down, and then tried to use a calm tone as much as possible, and said, "You... You haven't looked at Shenyi carefully, how about I take you around?"

"Okay. ”

The two siblings were about to leave, but an old man dressed casually and with white hair and beard stopped Lin Zhenshen and said, "Little brother, wait a minute!"

Lin Dingdang shouted in surprise: "Professor Huang!"

"Hello, classmate Lin, congratulations on your piano skills have gone further, no, it's wrong, it should be said that congratulations on having touched the threshold to a palace-level pianist. ”

Every instrumentalist, in addition to the pure skills that have been honed with time, the biggest difference is that bit of spirituality.

Some people play, natural life and death, obviously excellent skills, but people feel emotionless, like a cold machine.

And some people play the instrument, obviously not very skilled, but each note contains a strong emotion, as if the song has life, easy to indulge in it, the heart throbs.

The so-called music, especially the musical instruments, is such a thing.

That bit of spirituality is sometimes the dividing line between an ordinary musician and a palace-level musician.

Although Professor Huang said congratulations to Lin Dingdong, his eyes were always on Lin Zhenshen.

Lin Dingdang first thanked Professor Huang for his inexplicable congratulations, and after seeing that the professor was obviously interested in Ah Qian, he took the initiative to introduce him: "This is Professor Huang of our deep arts, he is a national first-class singer!"

"Professor Huang, this is my younger brother, his name is Lin Zhenshen. ”

"Hello, Professor Huang. ”

Lin Zhenshen greeted him with some restraint.

Of course, he is not a person who is afraid of life, but the key is that Professor Huang's gaze is really fanatical.

Being stared at like this by an old man in his seventies and eighties, everyone has to sigh in their hearts.

Professor Huang looked at Lin Zhenshen with bright eyes, as if he was looking at a priceless treasure, and his eyes revealed an irrepressible love, so he almost started directly.

Lin Zhenshen had a toothache, but he still had nothing to do with this old man.

"You have a really good voice!" Professor Huang's tone was full of envy.

"Thanks for the compliment. ”

Lin Zhenshen is not modest at all, because in the introduction of Goldfinger, the top skills represent the historical level, which is equivalent to the Jordan of basketball and the Einstein of physics.

The top level corresponds to the world-class first-class, while the intermediate level corresponds to the national first-class, even the lowest level of the junior level, it is not far behind.

In short, his voice can be remembered in history.

If this is modesty, what is the difference between it and hypocrisy?

It's just a pity that the number of skills in the mall is not thousands but hundreds, and the only newbie gift package is to open such a chicken skill, which is really stinky.

"Which singer's student are you, I mean who you learned all your skills from. ”

"What, I said I'm talented, do you believe it?"

Professor Huang didn't believe it: "You are really joking, even if you are talented, without long-term practice, without the guidance of a famous teacher, it is difficult to have such first-class singing skills." ”

Lin Zhenshen: "Hehe." ”

Professor Huang thought that Lin Zhenshen didn't want to say it, and he didn't force it, so he said instead: "Is the song you just sang a new song? A first-class song like this with an obvious style and a new and unique style, if it was a song that was released before, I would definitely have heard it, can you tell me who its composers and lyricists are?"

Professor Huang's eyes are full of hope, a musician like him, who has been dealing with music all his life, has a very high level of appreciation, so his vision is also very vicious, and there are only a few first-class songs that can be called first-class in his eyes, but the song just now, no matter what musician is called to evaluate, it must only be praised.

Such a good song is worth discussing with each other, and even through the exchange of music, it can inspire new musical inspiration.

"This song is so well written!"

"That's what I wrote. ”

Lin Zhenshen took the praise into his arms without blushing, and he was shameless as a copyist, if there is anything he dare not do, he will dare to admit it.

Lin Dingdong said: "Ah Qian, don't lie to people. ”

Lin Zhenshen replied seriously (shameless again): "Sister, this is what I wrote, this is the only one on the market, and today is the first time to sing it." ”

"Then how did I not know that you could compose music and write lyrics?"

"You've been studying music for ten years, and I've been suffering a lot from the ears, haven't you ever eaten pork and never seen a pig run, just look at it, what's so strange?"

Lin Jingling: (▼Dish▼#)

"How is this possible, just looking at it can be so powerful!?" Lin Dingdong still didn't believe it.

Lin Zhenshen said calmly: "I still remember that we learned calligraphy together since childhood, I studied for two months to become a teacher, you studied for two years, the calligraphy teacher still shook his head when he saw your words, this is the gap, people and people cannot be compared, and it will hurt when you compare." ”

Lin Dingdang's heart ached instantly, and she almost couldn't breathe in pain, and the huge gap between learning calligraphy together but the result showed has always been a thorn in her heart, and it hurts when she touches it.

[Ahhh!!h

The more Professor Huang listened, the more incredulous he became, and his heart ached.

[It's actually self-taught, how is this possible?]

[I think that at the beginning, I was praised as a genius when I first encountered music when I was young, but I don't know how much hard work I have endured to achieve this step, how many days and nights I have practiced, and 20 years are like a day, so I have such a high level of music. 】

[But, what's going on with the young man in front of you?]

[Could it be that this is a real genius!?]

Professor Huang's gaze changed completely, not as if he was looking at a piece of jade, but as if he was looking at a monster!

[The back waves of the Yangtze River, the huge waves. 】

"Come to tomorrow's party!"

Professor Huang issued a solemn invitation, and this meeting finally glanced at Lin Dingdang and said, "Partner with your sister and sing this song again." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, the song is not only accompanied by the piano, to be precise, the piano is not the most important instrument, as long as you speak, I will arrange for you to have any instrument you need!"

"As for the rehearsal time, how about the afternoon? I'll find a way to free up an empty practice room for you to use. ”

Lin Dingdang's eyes lit up instantly, she was persuaded by this proposal, and looked back at Lin Zhenshen with a look of longing.

She didn't want to play alone on stage at all, because she was afraid that she would be ridiculed for not being good enough, and she wanted to experience the feeling she had when she played it again.

Lin Zhenshen saw that Lin Dingdang was looking forward to it, of course he would not refuse, and nodded: "Yes, thank you Professor Huang." ”

"You're welcome, we would all be happy if this year's school evening had one more wonderful finale. "What Professor Huang said about us includes all the teachers and students in the school.

The core concept of the so-called art academy is the supremacy of art, born for art, and crazy for art!

......

......

Afternoon.

Professor Huang invited the two siblings to dinner together, during which Lin Zhenshen said the instruments needed for the pompous accompaniment, Professor Huang patted his chest and agreed to come down as soon as he finished listening, took out the phone and began to look for someone.

"Hey, Lao Li, I'll ask you for a few people, acoustic guitar, acoustic guitar, it's best to be good at ensemble instruments, you arrange for me, strings, bass, keyboards, electronic drums, I also want the best. Heck, I didn't want to make a song, but I met a kid during rehearsal today, and he wrote an amazing song, and I want to help finish it. No, I want the best, and you arrange the best for me. I don't care about this, I must bring people to me, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for cutting half of your college's funds for next month!"

"Hey, old grandson, you can make room for me to practice music today......"

"Hey, brother......"

Professor Huang held a big stick and made three or four phone calls in succession, and at the end of each sentence did not leave the sentence "cut half of the funds", and under the naked threat, everything was done in less than ten minutes.

"That's it, let's eat it quickly, and leave as soon as you're done. After Professor Huang finished speaking, he began to gobble up completely regardless of his own image, and he looked like he was about to catch up with the wild boar to grab food.

Two siblings: "......"

After the three of them finished eating, they came to a music practice room.

With the help of the author, Lin Zhenshen began to compose music for each instrument.

Professor Huang stood behind him and watched, and every time Lin Zhenshen finished writing, he picked it up and watched it carefully, and at the same time kept humming softly in his mouth, the more he watched, the more excited he became, and the more he liked it.

"Okay, good, this previous synth accompaniment, hiss, how can it still be like this?

"This orgasm, it's just perfect!"

"That's what this song really is!!"