Chapter 65: You Play the Piano Too Badly

A few dry laughs rang out from the auditorium.

The Waste Wood Band is really bad, but Yang Zhenyu is usually very honest and popular. There were 60 people in the small auditorium, all of whom were rehearsal band classmates, and most of them didn't think so when they heard Ping Yuan taunting Yang Zhenyu.

Yang Zhenyu stood up suddenly, pointed to the plain and said, "Pingyuan, don't be cheap! You, you wait......"

"What are you waiting for, your new issue of memes?"

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Yang Zhenyu's "Brother Lost Soul" emoji is very popular, and his classmates love to use it. Pingyuan said again: "Doesn't your scrap wood band want to participate in the band competition, how many are you going to win?"

The tiger sat on the side and was also angry, snorting loudly, as if it was about to explode at any moment. Fang Yan turned his head and asked him, why is this person like this.

"Because of Xia Mo. ”

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"He is usually virtuous. ”

Ping Yuan looked down on Yang Zhenyu very much, and he had to be sarcastic when he seized the opportunity. Now that he has been elected president of the guitar association, he is even more inflated. When he saw Yang Zhenyu coming to see the rehearsal, he wanted to humiliate him.

I really don't know where the superiority of this plain comes from, Fang Yan thought. You are all classmates, what right do you have to laugh at others.

Just because you play the piano well?

Studying art, especially music, is a high barrier to entry and is resource-intensive. When the economy of Huaxia was just developing, it was often a big gamble for an ordinary family to raise a child who studied music.

Pingyuan's family has money, can afford expensive musical instrument equipment, and asks professional teachers to tutor him, of course, he himself works hard, so he plays the guitar much better than Yang Zhenyu.

But that's not a reason for you to be arrogant.

To put it simply, there are two kinds of people in the world. One is rich and the other is poor. None of them are wrong.

Wealthy people occupy more resources, have a huge advantage over the competition, and tend to easily outperform the poor. This is part of social reality, Fang Yan understands and accepts.

But it is a bit illogical for rich people to have a sense of superiority because they feel that they are nobler and look down on the poor.

This competition is not fair. You are relaxed, and you race against a person who weighs 20 kilograms, even if you win, what is there to be happy about?

Besides, the flat guitar doesn't play much well, and it's just an amateur master. You stand on the stage condescendingly and taunt your classmates at Mai, which is too ugly.

"Brother, don't be like him. Fang Yan grabbed Yang Zhenyu.

Yang Zhenyu sat down and glared at the plain. He was originally excited to take Fang Yan to watch the rehearsal, but he lost face in front of his master and was very disappointed.

Plains was a little surprised, and he felt embarrassed that he had missed the punch. He lowered his head and played the piano a few times, and greeted Yang Zhenyu frivolously: "Internet celebrity, brother lost soul, come on stage to play for a while, do you dare?"

It's not over yet. Yang Zhenyu's legs were hard, and he was about to jump out again, but he didn't know whether to go up to the piano or to fight, Fang Yan hurriedly stopped.

"Stop making a fuss and watch them rehearse. ”

"Master......"

"Ignore him. ”

Yang Zhenyu froze and sat down for the second time.

Fang Yan waved his hand towards the stage and said, "You guys can play." ”

He didn't speak hard, but he traveled very far, and his voice was clear, and the whole auditorium was full of echoes, and everyone could hear it clearly, and the sound came to their ears, and everyone looked up at the dome of the auditorium, thinking that they were upstairs.

"Master, I'm ...... Just put up with it?"

"What is this. Fang Yan looked relaxed, didn't take it seriously at all, and whispered. "You can't stand the grievances at all, what else can you do. ”

"Oh. ”

"Let's practice well. I teach you. Fang Yan said with a smile.

"Hmm. ”

Who knows, the plain on the stage is still unforgiving, and asked again: "Internet celebrity, can't you come up?"

Fang Yan didn't want Yang Zhenyu to be angry again, so he replied directly: "You play the piano too badly, he won't play with you!"

"Hehehe. The tiger laughed.

Too bad?

Plains was stunned. As soon as he came to Koto to go to university, he became a popular figure in the school. He soon entered the underground rock circle in Koto and became known as the four masters. For so many years, it is the first time that someone has said that he plays the piano badly. He looked under the stands and didn't know him, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

Fang Yan ignored him.

Pingyuan was even angrier, and asked with a cruel smile: "May I tell you, why is it bad for me to play the piano?"

"Vulgar. ”

Two words floated in the auditorium, and every student scratched their heads when they heard it.

Vulgar. Listen to what he has to say...... It makes a lot of sense. Everyone usually plays the guitar, picks up scores, plays classic rock songs, and occasionally engages in creation, to put it bluntly, it is the stage of honing skills. The abstract concept of "vulgarity" is too far away.

"Hehehe. The tiger laughed again.

The word vulgar is too poisonous. Ping Yuan felt that he had been greatly humiliated, his eyes were about to breathe fire, and he pointed at Fang Yan and asked, "Why am I vulgar?"

"You're too vulgar, you can play anything. ”

Fang Yan's voice is very loose, slow, and can make people angry. For the first time, Ping Yuan felt that standing on the stage was far less comfortable than sitting below, and he was about to explode, saying, "Do you dare to come up and play me a good one?"

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Yang Zhenyu's anger was already there, and he looked up at the plain like an idiot. He slowly cracked his mouth, his smile getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't close his mouth anymore. You want to compare guitar with my master, it's crazy, and you'll be blown to the ground.

Fang Yan shook his head: "I don't play with you." ”

The plains are messy.

I'm going to duel with you, how did it become a play? Everyone is an adult, why is it so naΓ―ve as a child quarreling? He was stunned for a few seconds, then suppressed his anger and said, "When you come on stage, let's play a section by one to see who can play better...... Rotten. How?"

"If you want to play the piano with me, you can practice for another 10 years. In fact, it is useless to practice for many years. That's all you can do with your piano, and unfortunately, you've come to an end. ”

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The students in the small hall all took a breath of cold air. This man is too crazy to speak, and it's definitely not from our school. Yang Zhenyu and the tiger were very happy and very proud.

Fang Yan changed his tone again, and said seriously: "You are all classmates, and you all play music, and you will be alumni when you graduate in the future, why look down on others? ”

Plains was furious, he wanted to roar, and suddenly felt a wave of fear. This man is right, his guitar level has not improved in the past year, and he has entered a bottleneck period. He vaguely felt that he was close to breaking through one step, but he couldn't rush forward no matter how hard he tried.

Friends in the band came to persuade him, saying that he was the president and paid attention to his identity. Plains cursed in his heart and began rehearsals with the band.

"Master, you're doing a good job. Yang Zhenyu was angry, and he was in a very happy mood.

"I really didn't scold him. I'm telling the truth. "Fang Yan didn't have the same knowledge as Pingyuan. The two of them were the same age, but in Fang Yan's eyes, he was just a child.

"Is he really vulgar when he plays the piano?" Yang Zhenyu was very strange, Pingyuan had only played for more than a minute just now.

"Well, yes. ”

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Pingyuan stepped down and stood in the distance, staring at him from time to time, but he never came. The speed of the rehearsal was very fast, and the bands lined up one by one according to the performance process, and changed when they played a song. Fang Yan watched a few bands and found that they were all stronger than Yang Zhenyu. The Scrapwood Band is estimated to be the worst in the school.

After watching for an hour, several people were bored and quietly left. Yang Zhenyu and Tiger were very happy and took Fang Yan to visit the school. Yang Zhenyu asked again: "College Band Competition, can we pass the audition?"

"I don't know. Fang Yan took the time to write a few basic exercises, preparing to let the Scrapwood Band train. But there is still a huge obstacle for them to pass the audition. "Mostly bass. Dingbo's musicality is terrible. ”

"What then?"

Fang Yan thought, there is no good way. He said: "Go back, I'll practice solo with Ding Bo." ”