Slender fingers caressed the piano, and a beautiful melody came from between the fingers.

Aesthetic and dreamy are synonymous with it.

Everyone froze.

Meng Zuo was immersed in the song, his body shaking with the climax of the music.

The sound flowing from the fingers is like a butterfly about to fly, fluttering its wings, and like the distant sky outside, precipitating clear light.

That's so good!

There was a sudden explosion on the barrage.

"However, I have no culture, and I go to the world in a word. ”

"That's good!

"This is definitely a master!"

......

"Ah, my brother Meng Zuo is too handsome!"

The girl shook her slender white legs, and her eyes couldn't stop being doting.

The old man didn't contradict her, he was completely immersed in Meng Zuo's music.

Everyone's work!

It's definitely everyone's work!

He could hear that the score was definitely not difficult, but it was precisely this uncomplicated score that made the music a miracle.

The beautiful music made him feel like he was in a fairyland, and the sound melted into his body, making him want to dance with the piano music, and he had always believed that the name of a pianist was earned by endless effort and absolute inspiration, and now it seems that Meng Zuo has both.

The song goes from prelude to low tide, from transition to climax, in less than three minutes, making the audience feel like they are in a dream.

Meng Zuo played, he didn't know how to behave more elegantly, all he could do was immerse himself in it. He smiled, wept, and sometimes looked shocked.

He is pompous and does not care about the image.

When the old man saw this, his body trembled slightly.

O Master!

This is the master!

The old man no longer regarded him as a young disciple, no longer as an ignorant artist, but as a true master.

People of their age have their own faces, and when performing, they can be as versatile and elegant as they can be, and few people indulge themselves, completely intertwined with music.

But he saw it now.

He found it not ugly, nor was it as cheesy as he thought.

This seemingly pompous dynamic creates a sense of beauty that young people should have.

The old man sighed, feeling that his experience in performance for so many years was a burden, and in comparison, this Meng Zuo's action could better express the beauty of the music itself.

He suddenly felt that he had learned all these years of piano performance skills in vain.

......

Three minutes soon, "Dream Wedding" finally ended, Meng Zuo stopped, but his mind did not get rid of the shackles of the music.

Silence, long silence.

No one applauded, and everyone was blown away by the tune.

This is the greatest honor for a nascent piano piece.

There are many masters in the world who have also done this.

And now, there is another young man named Meng Zuo.

Shi Longtao opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to make any sound, he even felt that if he moved, he was tarnishing this tune.

This piece must be called a classic and passed on.

This person......

What kind of person is this!

He had seen those gray-haired masters, the youngest of whom were also in their prime, and their expressions and demeanors were not all arrogant, but they all had their own pride.

That's self-confidence in your own field.

Ke Mengzuo...... A twenty-year-old master?

Is there such a person?

He didn't know, but he knew, it may not have been before, but now it is.

It turns out that singing is just Meng Zuo's hobby, and his real strength is world-class.

Shi Longtao smiled bitterly, he didn't even have the heart to regret it, the young man in front of him was an insurmountable existence for him.

Think about your own honors, what singing 1V3, what bullshit top 16, maybe Meng Zuo has never taken him seriously, and he ...... Hehe, self-inflicted.

A true master who always maintains a humble heart.

He once boasted that he was just ill-fated because of bad luck, but now it seems that his ability is just limited in general, and he doesn't ring half a pot.

Compared with Meng Zuo, what can he be considered?

Nothing.

The entire studio was silent for a minute.

Suddenly, a person reacted and applauded, but found that he was the only one clapping, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

However, after this person applauded, the people around him also reacted and couldn't help but applaud him.

One pass ten to hundred, the entire studio, and even the barrage on the live broadcast platform, were full of vigorous applause.

Bang Bang ......

If you don't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

Meng Zuo was woken up by the applause, and he let out a long sigh of relief, stood up, and bowed to the audience.

He in a white suit is so eye-catching.

......

"Ahhh

"Okay, okay, isn't it just a little handsome and a little talented?" The old man had actually recognized this young trainee who had just emerged in his heart, but he still refused to admit defeat.

"Wow! Didn't you see how handsome my brother was just now! I followed him since he only had a few thousand followers on Weibo, and I also set up a support group for Brother Meng Zuo, I am the head of the group, and I will definitely be a veteran fan of Brother Meng Zuo in the future!" The more the girl thought about it, the more excited she became, and she couldn't help but roll on the sofa.

The old man couldn't help but laugh when he looked at his granddaughter who was so casual.

Suddenly, the girl turned over and sat up, her white face showed a serious expression, looking cute and funny.

"Grandpa, I'm going to find him!"

"Who are you looking for?" the old man still smiled, not reacting.

"Brother Meng Zuo, when I tell him that I am his veteran fan, he will definitely be very moved, maybe he can give me an autograph photo or something!" The girl blinked her big eyes and brushed the green silk, obviously before she saw Meng Zuo's real person, her heart began to collide with deer.

"Do you know where he lives?" the old man did not veto at once, he was also very interested in the young man.

"I don't know, but he's in S City, and I also know that he's a trainee of East China Media, so I'll just go to the gate to block him!" the girl said seriously, not taking into account that this was a difficult thing to do.

The old man held his forehead: "What if it is not blocked?"

The girl was suddenly stunned, she just wanted to meet her male god, where did she think so much.

Suddenly some sparkles appeared in her eyes, rolling in their sockets.

The old man has always been meticulous to the girl, doting on her in every way, and when she saw her granddaughter like this, she immediately couldn't stand it: "Ahem, okay, don't cry baby granddaughter, I'll go with you." ”

The tears in the girl's eyes disappeared in an instant, and she smiled: "Don't regret it!"

Only then did the old man see that the girl was pretending, but he was not angry at all.

"I'll go with you, things will be much easier. ”

The girl cheered and ran upstairs to get her clothes for tomorrow's trip

The old man looked at his granddaughter's staggering figure, and had an abacus in his heart.

It just so happened that I also went to see who this young man really was.

......

Squeak......

Meng Zuo cautiously pushed open the door, and the room was pitch black.

It seems that Aqiki has slept.

Meng Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, quietly closed the door, changed into slippers, and sat down on the sofa.

After a while, he stood up, returned to his room, changed into a bathrobe, and took a shower in the bathroom.

He likes to take a shower after a busy day, which makes him feel relaxed.

It is as if the current of water can wash away the fatigue of the body and wash away the heavier and heavier burdens.

In fact, what burden does he have? Children's works are better once a week, and "Notes on Tomb Robbery" will record dozens of episodes tomorrow, pay attention to your voice, and it should be okay to win the championship of "Original 108".

He didn't know, he just felt a little tired.

In the last world, he lived a very easy life, except for the necessary studies, he was eating, drinking and having fun, and he lived the life that many people dreamed of.

And in this world, he has received attention that he has never received before, who would have thought that he actually has a fan group called "Brother Meng Zuo's Support Group", although there are only a few hundred people in it, but it really exists.

It was the first time he received so much praise, and Meng Zuo was a little overwhelmed.

He knows that it is not his own thing, and to put it mildly, it is to carry forward the culture of the previous world, and to put it bluntly, it is to copy.

Copy word for word!

He really feels happy when he performs, and he likes the praise of others, but he doesn't like the gaze of others.

Like many people, they only like the good things, but they don't like the price they have to pay for getting the good things.

Reputation and pressure always follow suit.

He dried himself and returned to his room, quietly looking at the moon outside the window.

The moon was very bent, like a hook, and the hook made him a little uncomfortable.

He simply didn't look at the sky, he closed his eyes, as if muttering to himself.

"Xiao Jiu. ”

"I'm here. Xiao Jiu's gentle voice always appeared at the right time, and she was always on call to comfort Meng Zuo.

"Today's show was a success. Meng Zuo's eyes were still closed, and his voice was soft.

"I know, congratulations. ”

"I'm actually a little tired, but I don't know where. ”

"I know it's good to get used to it, and it's really uncomfortable to get so much attention for the first time. ”

"Are you saying I'm doing the right thing?" Meng Zuo asked suddenly, he didn't know the answer, he thought, Xiao Jiu might give him a response.

Xiao Jiu didn't speak, she pondered in Meng Zuo's mind for a long time. Finally, she thought of the answer, looked up and said.

"There is no right or wrong, the world itself is not two extremes, you do a thing, there will always be a right and a wrong side. So, don't ......"

Xiao Jiu stopped talking, and the corners of her mouth curved upwards into a charming arc. Her world is like daylight, but it can't match the smile on Xiao Jiu's face, the smile is very warm, very sweet, and reassuring.

She turned, and gradually melted into the white mist, and vanished, leaving only a white expanse and the faint sound of breathing.

The Chosen One, slept.