A smile appeared on Masaki's face, he watched for more than ten minutes, raised his head, his eyes flashed with sparks that everything was under control, and asked everyone present, "I don't know, is there a piano here?" ”

Qiong Yao was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhengji's expression and heard his words, and then a trace of disbelief flashed in her heart, "Could it be that he has already figured it out?" ”

"Bacon, is there a piano?" Although Qiong Yao had some doubts in her heart, she still looked at the director.

"Piano? This doesn't seem to be there, but there's an electronic keyboard, I don't know if it can work? Sun Bacon was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, please take Director Sun to pick it up, I want to use it now", Masaki stood up and said.

"It's okay, you don't have to move, I'll ask someone to pick it up," Sun Bacon waved his hand, signaling that Zhengji didn't have to do it himself, "You two, now go to the warehouse and get the electronic piano, be quick" Sun Bacon turned to the two curious actors at the door and explained, the two actors glanced at each other, and immediately ran towards the warehouse, leaving the big eyes in the room to look at the small eyes, I don't know what medicine is sold in the Zhengji gourd, is it possible that he wants to compose music on the spot? But even if he is talented, it is impossible for Teacher Qiong Yao to just give him words, so he can make a song in just a few minutes, it won't be a swollen face and a fat man, making it up.

Someone in the room started talking to each other, "Impossible, so fast?" "He won't just make up a song to deal with Teacher Qiong Yao if he can't think of it, right?" "I think it's enough to choke, although the ancients had seven steps to become a poem, but this political discipline doesn't look like a person with that kind of talent", similar words sounded in the room, but Zhengji was not moved at all, still sitting idly in his seat, letting them guess.

"Hmph, so it's a little tricky, a newcomer who just debuted, with shit luck, I don't know where to find a few good songs, I really think I'm amazing, I'll see how he ends up in front of Teacher Qiong Yao," Zhou Jie, who was standing a little in front, was very dissatisfied with Zhengji's limelight overshadowing him, and couldn't help but look at Zhengji with a sarcastic look and sneered at himself, and his voice was a little high, obviously heard by Su Youpeng and others standing around, and Zhao Wei, who was outspoken, couldn't help but whisper: "What nonsense, You don't say that no one treats you like a dumb person".

"You! Hmph, it's unreasonable", Zhou Jie heard Zhao Wei's voice, but he didn't expect Zhao Wei, who had a good attitude towards him, to say this at this moment, he couldn't help but scold.

Zhengji and Qiong Yao also obviously heard Zhou Jie's words, but Zhengji was not as angry as he imagined, but looked at Zhou Jie with a little amusement, as early as in his previous life, he heard from entertainment gossip that Zhou Jie was not very good, and now that he said such a thing, he couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, the previous rumors were not all groundless, thinking of Zhou Jie's embarrassment after a few years, Zhengji couldn't be angry, if Zhou Jie now knew that he would be made into an emoji in a few years, he didn't know what he would think.

And Qiong Yao seemed a little dissatisfied, the invitation to Zhengji to compose music was said by her, didn't Zhou Jie question his own vision when he said this? She couldn't help but say: "Zhou Jie, don't be too arbitrary when young people speak, keep a copy of what you do, and leave a line of life, what you can't do doesn't mean that others can't do it."

If others say it's okay, but now it's Qiong Yao who is speaking, Zhou Jie's expression at the moment is like swallowing a frog alive, his mouth has grown, his face has become red, and he can't say a word, Su Youpeng and Fan Binbin and others on the side saw Zhou Jie's appearance, and they were greatly relieved and worried about Zhengji, if Zhou Jie's dog ate and tried his luck to say it right, Zhengji didn't create a satisfactory tune, wouldn't it make Zhou Jie even more proud?

"Come on, come on, let's go, the electronic organ is here!" At this moment, the voices of the two actors came from the door, and the two of them slowly walked in from the crowd carrying the electronic piano left and right, and gently put the electronic piano on the table.

Zhengji stood up, walked to the electronic piano, said thank you to the two dragon actors, connected to the power supply, Zhengji pressed a few keys at will, and the sound of "ding ding dong dong" came from Zhengji's hands, although the timbre is not as good as the authentic piano, but it can barely be used, Zhengji slowly sat down, nodded at Qiong Yao and said: "Teacher Qiong Yao, I'm going to start, you see how it is."

After speaking, Masaki took a light breath and adjusted his body, even if his slender body was sitting on a chair, he could show a pleasing arc, and the onlookers seemed to feel that they were not in a room, but in a splendid concert hall, and Masaki was sitting on a professional stage piano chair.

With the gentle plucking of the slender fingers of Masaki, a beautiful note echoes in the small house like a small river in the playing of Masaki or slow or slow, light or heavy, the sound of the piano is like a butterfly that is about to fly, fluttering with smart wings, flowing clearly and brightly, and it seems that the sky outside the plug is far away, precipitating a clear light, no one makes a sound at this moment, even if everyone has different intentions, they are looking forward to the performance of Masaji.

"Cherish goodbye, there is wine tonight, drunk tonight"

"When the wine is a song, a hundred million butterflies fly"

"Don't be nostalgic anymore, wealth and glory are fake"

"Lingering, you are the wind, I am the sand"

"You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering around the world"

"You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering around the world"

The sound of Zhengji's warm jade through the air conduction, wisps into the ears of everyone present, the beautiful melody accompanied by exquisite lyrics, as if heaven and earth are perfect to give people an unprecedented auditory feast, although only the first few words, everyone has been deeply attracted by this graceful singing, and the corners of their eyes are shining with psychedelic colors.

"I can't keep a thousand words of advice"

"The sea of people is vast, the mountains and rivers are wide, and they know where"

"Wandering the world, from now on side by side to see Caixia"

"Lingering, you are the wind, I am the sand"

"You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering around the world"

What beautiful and beautiful words, what a moving song, the girls present, everyone's eyes were unconsciously choked with tears, Lin Xinru held her heart in her hand, the whole person has been completely immersed in the artistic conception expressed in the political song, she seems to see the lovers in love snuggling up to each other on the beach in the sunset, watching the sunset, the breeze is blowing, the water waves are not alarmed, there is only endless love between each other, which girl is not pregnant with spring, she also fantasizes that she can have such a pure and moving love as in the song, Hu Yu also looked at Zhengji who was playing the piano and humming softly with an obsessive face, at this moment, she had completely fallen, she felt that she had completely fallen in love with the man in front of her, although she was a few years younger than her, if one day Zhengji really wanted to leave her, then now she can say the answer, without this man, she can't live.

"A little bit of the past"

"Heaven and earth are long, and staying together is home"

"Morning and twilight, you might as well walk all over the red dust road"

"Lingering, you are the wind, I am the sand"

"You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering around the world"

"You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering around the world"

With the fall of the last note of Masaki, there was silence, without a trace of movement, everyone was deeply immersed in the poignant and graceful love of the song, and even the crackling of the burning stove and the sparse fall of snow outside the door could be heard.

With a crisp sound of "pop", the teacup in Qiong Yao's hand slipped to the ground, which was particularly obvious in this silent environment, waking up the people who were shocked, and people followed the sound to Qiong Yao, and were surprised to find that Qiong Yao's eyes were actually with teardrops, and she didn't know when she stood up, looking at Zhengji blankly, and she didn't even notice the cup in her hand falling for the first time.

"Teacher Qiong Yao, are you okay?" Seeing Qiong Yao's expression, Zhengji asked with concern.

"Is this the music you just composed?" Qiong Yao didn't seem to hear Zhengji's voice, staring at Zhengji's face tightly, her heart was already a mess at the moment, she just wanted to test Zhengji with an attitude of trying, but she didn't expect that this attempt made her no longer able to stay calm, just like Boya met Zhongzi, and she finally met her bosom friend in the year of the sixtieth year, only such a melody can be matched with her own words, I was born before I was born, I was born to Jun, I am old, in Qiong Yao's heart, there was a faint loss, but soon, I was left behind by the joy in my heart.

"Improvisation, if you are not satisfied with something, please advise", Zhengji's indifferent voice sounded in the room, echoing in everyone's hearts, at this moment, no one questioned Zhengji, who said that it was impossible before at this moment, was blushing and red, eager to find a crack to drill down, no wonder Zhengji didn't refute just now, people used practical actions to throw a big slap on the questioning person, Zhou Jie's face was even more ugly at the moment, and he quietly retreated to the back of the crowd while people were not paying attention.

"Pointing you out? No, your talent in music, I can only say that I have never seen it before, I am so satisfied with this song, the ancients had seven steps into a poem, and now I am fortunate to see that someone can make such a perfect song in such a short period of time, I take back my previous words, your talent in music is no longer covered by an entertainment company, your future will be as bright as the moon", Qiong Yao shook her head, regretfully said this sentence that surprised everyone present, and looked at Zhengji's gaze, which has become hot at the moment, The person who can get such an evaluation from Teacher Qiong Yao must not be easy in the future.

"Teacher Qiong Yao, you have an overreputation, I only have an occasional flash of inspiration, and I don't deserve your evaluation", Zhengji is still humble.