Li Dong looked at the people around him, and he was also surprised in his heart, where did these people suddenly come from, and how they were so elusive.

The people who are here today, he glanced at it roughly, there can be at least fifty or sixty people.

He saw Zhang Tingting and a few classmates also coming, and there was a person standing next to her who was very particular about dress and temperament, more than fifty years old.

Li Dong smiled at everyone, and before he could speak, he saw Zhang Tingting take off the piano case behind him and hand him the guitar.

Today, he not only brought a group of classmates, but also led the professors of the college to the square on the left bank of the Pujiang River.

Zhang Tingting and others have been waiting here for three days before finally waiting for Li Dong to appear.

"This is our professor, he heard that you played well, so he wanted to come and listen to you, you must perform well......"

Zhang Tingting's professor smiled and said hello to Li Dong.

His name is Zhou Feng, and he is a professor at the Pujiang Conservatory of Music.

Classical guitar is a course that the academy only offers this year, because it is only an elective course, and there are few students who usually choose this course, so the academy does not attach much importance to it.

Because he usually likes classical guitar, the college asked him to be a professor of classical guitar class.

Zhang Tingting is considered to have the best understanding among his students, but during this time, she was like she was sick, first borrowed his guitar, and now brought him here.

He was also curious about the so-called guitar master that Zhang Tingting said, so he came here to see and understand it in the past few days.

Who would have thought that he came three times, but this guy was not there.

He asked the owner of the fast food truck next to him, okay, he hadn't shown up for a week......

Originally, a few of his students said that the guy played better than him, and Zhou Feng was quite unhappy in his heart.

Now this guy is so lazy, you are a street performer, you don't stick to your post, you don't do your job every day, what do you look like.

So don't look at him looking very polite, smiling, in fact, he has been holding back his breath in his heart.

Zhou Feng had already thought about it, and when Li Dong finished playing, he would also go up and give him a section to let him know what a classical guitar master was, and slap him in the face.

In his opinion, Zhang Tingting has seen any guitar masters.

It is estimated that a few children may be stunned by the other party's rhetoric and dazzling skills, but in fact, the other party is not a master at all.

There are only a few classical guitar masters in Pujiang City, even if there are not many masters, who will be cheap enough to perform on the street, so how lacking is a lack of heart.

Li Dong also felt a little embarrassed, so he didn't talk nonsense and began to connect the device.

Today, someone still came over with speakers and microphones, and everyone helped Li Dong clean up the equipment.

There's no way, Li Dong's set of things is really too bad, the street performers in the square on the left bank of the Pujiang River, any one of the equipment, is much better than his.

So every time I come here to listen to Li Dong's performance, there are people with guitars and others with speakers.

Everyone always jokes with Li Dong about this matter, and there are even more complaints.

But this product always has a face that you like to listen to or not, which makes everyone hate it so much that their teeth itch, but he can't do anything about it.

Whoever makes the house play well, if they don't bring these things, this thing can really fool you with that set of tatters in his hand.

Not to mention them, now the street performers in the square on the left bank of the Pujiang River are also jealous, envious and hateful when they see Li Dong's eyes bloodshot.

Paralyzed, we get up early and work all day at night, begging grandpa to tell grandma that someone can enjoy their music, but we can collect at most two or three hundred a day.

This goods is good, he fished for three days, and dried the nets for two days, and even if he came, he would close the stall in two hours.

But every time people are at the least, they can collect hundreds, and it is said that they can collect one or two thousand at the most.

What makes them most angry is that this kind of thing is a set of things that add up to three or five hundred, and no one may be willing to pick up this kind of tatter thrown on the street.

But the more people like this, the more people want to hear him play.

The most hateful thing is that these people also bring their own guitars and speakers, which is too hateful.

After the equipment was connected, Li Dong didn't talk nonsense, and directly picked up the guitar and played.

As the melodious melody spread around, everyone was deeply attracted by the beautiful sound and quickly indulged in it.

Zhou Feng listened to Li Dong's performance for the first time, and at first, he was still full of disapproval, but after only listening to it for a while, he became dumbfounded.

After listening to two tunes, Zhou Feng also had to admit that this kid did play much better than him.

This kid's performance skills are very exquisite, not to mention this, no matter who it is, as long as you work hard and practice hard, you can reach such a level.

But music requires talent and understanding, which is why so many people who play music, some people become masters, but the vast majority of people can only be ordinary musicians in this life.

What shocked him the most was that this kid was only in his early twenties at most, but there was a story in the sound of the other party's piano.

If you close your eyes, you can deeply experience an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes from the sound of the piano, as well as the heart-wrenching sadness and helplessness.

Even the simplest of harmony and rotation can still bring out a deep flavor.

Zhou Feng can be regarded as playing for more than 20 years, and of course he knows what it means.

If there are not a few big breakthroughs in the realm, you won't be able to play the level of this kind of master at all.

Zhou Feng is a professor at the Pujiang Conservatory of Music, and he has seen a lot of geniuses, but he has encountered such an anti-heaven existence, to be honest, it is the first time he has encountered it.

If he just played well, Zhou Feng would not be so shocked.

What shocked him the most was that these classical guitar songs played by this small bullet, if you take out any of them, they may become classics that have been passed down for a long time in the future.

Zhou Feng can be regarded as having played music for decades, and of course he has written a lot of songs and tunes, but compared with others, his works are like garbage.

If these songs are also written by this kid himself, then he will not be able to go to heaven in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhou Feng suddenly had an idea in his heart.

This kid is so rebellious now, and his future is definitely limitless.

The classical guitar class of the academy has just been established for more than a year, and there is no master professor, if this kid is poached to the academy, will the academy follow him in the future.

As soon as this idea came to him, Zhou Feng became excited, and his heart was like grass growing, looking forward to this kid ending the performance as soon as possible.

Before others discover his talent, he must be poached to the Pujiang Conservatory of Music, even if it is a visiting professor.

Even if this kid Jiang Lang is exhausted in the future, the academy will not lose anything, so why not do it.

At this time, Li Dong finally finished playing, and everyone also understood the temper of this goods, if he said it was over, it would definitely be closed, and it would be difficult for anyone to say.

Zhou Feng smiled and helped Li Dong pack up the equipment, and then chatted with the other party with a match.

Both of them like classical guitars, so the conversation is quite speculative.

Zhou Feng took the opportunity to praise Li Dong, and he was a little embarrassed.

Just as Li Dong was about to leave, Zhou Feng finally made his intentions clear.

"That...... Xiao Li, let me tell you something......"

Li Dong listened, glanced at Zhou Feng, and then nodded with a smile.

"Uh...... Can you come to our Pujiang College and teach classical guitar ......?"