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If, like some fantasy fairy type novels, the spirit can be turned into a substantial attack, then you can see countless cloud-piercing arrows shuttling back and forth between the two women, trying to defeat the opposite fortress.

The two people in front of him are the kind of powerful people in the family, and their appearance is slightly better than that of Jingzhuangzhuang, but Ai Qiqi is not bad;

Meng Zuo sighed helplessly.

Alas, it's so hard to have two goddess-level girls who are jealous of me.

I don't really want to, but who calls me too good.

Heaven does not give birth to Meng Zuo, and eternity is like a long night.

Meng Zuo watched the battle between the two ladies without any goddesses, but felt a little complacent. As the old saying goes, a toad who doesn't want to eat swan meat is not a good man, and seeing the opposite sex arguing for himself will naturally make him full of superiority.

The bell must be tied to the bell, and he feels that he must be relieved at this time.

So Meng Zuo pretended to be melancholy, and then looked at the two women who didn't notice him at all with melancholy eyes, and then waved his hand to himself.

"Alas, you two don't ...... because of me"

"Shut up!" Who knew that the two originally hostile women glared back at Meng Zuo at the same time, as if they were about to swallow Meng Zuo in one gulp, and Meng Zuo shrank his neck in fright.

Good men don't fight with women, good men don't fight with women......

Meng Zuo thought silently in his heart, and he didn't dare to look up at the two of them, only caring about himself lowering his head, closing his eyes, shrinking his neck, and trembling.

Woman, it's terrible.

Who can stand this!

"Okay, Zhuang Zhuang, stop making trouble, this is someone else's house after all, don't worry about it once you know the truth of the matter. Jing Lang suddenly interjected on the side.

Meng Zuo looked at this Jinglang with the eyes of a savior.

It's still the grandfather's words that work, but why are you only breaking the siege now, is it possible to watch the drama all the time just now?

Really.

Jing Lang was not idle just now, so he just watched the show.

There is a good saying that an artist is either a pervert or a hooligan, and an artist like him who has become famous is an old perverted and perverted hooligan.

Jing Lang looked at Jing Zhuang and Ai Qiqi with a dignified manner, that was absolutely serious.

"You are a lady for everyone, you have to have the measure and temperament of a lady, how can you be so unscrupulous and unscrupulous, always like this, it will be difficult for you to be elegant. ”

Jing Lang was sitting in a precarious position, his words were strict and righteous, and he really embarrassed Jing Zhuangzhuang.

She also felt that it was not appropriate to do so, so she lowered her head and returned to her grandfather, saying no more.

Ai Qiqi saw the steps and went down, and she was no longer hostile to Jingzhuang Village, she naturally smiled, and also came to Jinglang's side, and began to shush the cold and ask for warmth, and poured out her heart.

In an instant, Jing Lang was surrounded by two big beauties. He also raised his eyebrows at Meng Zuo, as if he wanted to tell Meng Zuo, "You are still too young to withstand the ups and downs of the red dust, look at me, learn more and watch more." ”

Mengzo: "???"

Shouldn't I be the main character? Why did these two beautiful women all run to this old man?

"Hey, no, you're not ...... because of me"

"Shut up!" the two girls responded at the same time, and the screams shook the water in the cups.

"Gotcha!" Meng Zuo subconsciously agreed, and saluted the two masters.

Both girls were amused by Meng Zuo's little, and hid their faces and smiled. The two also glanced at each other, and their hostility towards each other was much less.

Friendships between women and women are always made quickly, although their friendships are not necessarily very strong.

Meng Zuo saw that the atmosphere had eased a lot, so she went to bring a bowl of rice to Ai Qiqi and asked her to eat first, but she said that she was too dirty, so she had to take a shower and clean it up first, and let Meng Zuo keep the food warm first.

Meng Zuo shrugged, agreed, and buckled the meal to keep warm.

"Xiao Meng, this girl was your roommate just now?" Jing Lang still maintained the style of a worldly master, leaning back in his chair and asking kindly.

Meng Zuo nodded: "This house is a shared house, just me and her, and coincidentally, she is also the agent of East China Media." ”

"Then you two are really fateful. "Jing Lang haha, it is true that such a coincidence is rare in the world.

"I also have a lot of fate with Brother Meng Zuo! I'm a veteran fan of my brother, and now the only leader of the 'Brother Meng Zuo's support group' is me!" Jingzhuang Zhuang was immediately unhappy when he heard this, although he didn't have any opinion on Ai Qiqi, but when it came to Meng Zuo, she wouldn't let anyone.

"Ah? It turns out that the fan group was established by you! Are you the 'I don't have the surname Zhuang'?" Meng Zuo suddenly realized that the head of this little-known fan group turned out to be this stupid Bai Tian.

This angel-like appearance, this small waist, and this convex and backward figure......

Slippery ......

Meng Zuo carefully observed Ai Qiqi for the first time, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

It was such a small action that was not easy to find, but it was seen by Jing Zhuangzhuang, whose eyes had been on Meng Zuo. The girl was not shy at all, and deliberately leaned sideways, straightened her chest, and then winked at Meng Zuo charmingly.

O goblins!

Meng Zuo couldn't help but be attracted, where could he withstand this round of offensive, it was entirely because there were other people at home who could resist the impulse.

Wait until one day there is no one around!hehehehe......

"Xiao Meng!" Jing Lang suddenly exclaimed, the old man's eyes were not very good, and he didn't notice the small movements of the two young people.

The old man did call at random, but Meng Zuoke was still obscene, and this call scared his soul away.

Meng Zuo jumped up suddenly: "Hey! I'm not thinking about it!"

Jing Lang was also confused, didn't he just call him, what was he thinking?

He felt that this Meng Zuo was very talented, but it seemed that there was something wrong with his head.

It's okay, it's understandable, after all, there's only a thin line between a genius and a madman.

He cleared his throat and rubbed his chin: "I also watched your live broadcast last night, "Dream Wedding" is very good, I can see your amazing creative ability and solid basic skills. I wonder where you learned?"

When Meng Zuo heard this, it turned out that Jing Lao told him not to remind himself to keep his eyes clean, and the stone hanging in his heart also fell a little.

On second thought, this is a good opportunity to pretend to be X!

He sat down slowly, with an expression of "what are you talking about" on his face: "Mr. Jinglang, I don't have any piano teacher!"

Jing Lang laughed: "Xiao Meng, don't joke with me, if you don't have a teacher, how do you learn the piano?"

"I learned it in college. Meng Zuo was talking nonsense in a serious way.

"So you've been learning piano for less than four years?"

"Yes!" Meng Zuo nodded, and then found the increasingly admiring gaze from Jingzhuang Zhuang.

It's a fart, he started taking piano classes before he went to school, well, it's still a one-on-one teaching by a master invited by his parents at a sky-high price.

If it weren't for Meng Zuo's unambitious attitude of waiting to eat and die all day long, how could he have an extremely solid musical instrument foundation?

But anyway, he crossed over, no one knew what happened to him before, and even if he said that he just learned the piano yesterday, no one else could find evidence to refute it.

"Heavenly ...... Oh my God!" Jing Lang didn't think Meng Zuo had any need to lie, so he took Meng Zuo's words seriously, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

He has been in the piano industry for decades, and what excellent piano artist has not honed his level after decades of hard work? And the young man in front of him, a twenty-two-year-old young man, he ...... He actually said that he had only studied piano for four years, and he was self-taught!

Do you hear this is human talk?

Looking at Meng Zuo's flawless face, Jing Lang felt that this face was no longer an ordinary face, with piano master written on the left side of this face, four years of piano practice written on the right, and the word genius blatantly written on his forehead.

How can this make people live!

The old man slowly suppressed a mouthful of old blood that was about to spurt out, and tried to maintain the master's style.

"And how did you come up with this piano piece?"

Meng Zuo thought carefully this time, Jing Lang instantly felt that he had asked this question well, stopped Meng Zuo, and pulled back a game, so he picked up the water cup and took a sip of tea slowly.

"It's a difficult question for me to answer, it's not easy to say. Meng Zuo frowned.

Jing Lang was very satisfied with Meng Zuo's reaction, a creator has always put a lot of effort into his works, and it is normal to not be able to say it for a while: "It's okay, don't worry, you speak slowly." ”

After that, Jing Lang took a sip of tea.

Meng Zuo thought for a moment, and then looked helpless: "Just create it casually." As soon as the inspiration came, it was finished. ”

Burst!

Jing Lang squirted out a mouthful of tea, and he was thundered by this answer.

Such a miracle work, you just came out casually?

Meng Zuo also felt that he had said too little, and he was a little unreasonable, so he added: "The day before the competition, my voice was hoarse, so I couldn't sing, so I thought about writing a piano piece to compete, and then ...... And it was written, well, that's all. ”

Meng Zuo was very satisfied with his answer, which was seamless and rejuvenated.

On the other hand, Jing Lang couldn't hold the cup.

He has never believed that there is a so-called genius in this world who only relies on talent.

Now he doesn't want to believe it either.

But the naked facts were in front of his eyes, and he just wanted to dissect Meng Zuo's head now to see what the configuration was inside.

It was the first time he had heard that creation was just a matter of casual thought.

Arrogant!

That's too arrogant!

But this song is indeed written by someone else, and no matter how arrogant it is, it can't stop it.

"Kid, there's no creation that can be done simply and casually. Jing Lang desperately maintained his mastery style, trying to save face.

"It's really casual, is it difficult to create?" Meng Zuo's innocent and innocent look made Jing Lang want to give him a big-eared thunderbolt.

"If that's what you say. Jing Lang held his breath, he didn't believe that he could not defend a milky little kid, "You compose a piano music for me now!"

"Grandpa!" Jing Zhuang couldn't help but interject, and immediately composed a piano piece, even if the master came, he was afraid that he would be powerless, which was too embarrassing Meng Zuo.

"I don't have a piano ...... at home," Meng Zuo replied innocently.

Jing Lang has already gone up, where do you care about his granddaughter's reminder: "Then just create a song, don't you know how to compose a song?" If you can make a song that I am satisfied with on the spot, I will eat this cup on the spot and take you as an apprentice!"

"That's what you said, just eat the cup, I can still accept the apprentices......" Meng Zuo couldn't be happy in his heart, now he is a Chinese Xiaoqu library, and he can't handle this old man?

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm dignified Jing Lang, a generation of grandmasters, I will never regret what I say!" Jing Lang patted his chest, confident.

Meng Zuo got up with a flutter and ran directly to his room, startling Jing Lang.

"What are you going to do?" Jing Lang's momentum weakened slightly.

"Take the guitar and get ready to apprentice!"

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