"Where did you come from, little guy who doesn't know how thick the sky is?"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and in the midst of the aftermath, a tall woman with even and powerful fingers walked out of the piano room, she wore a high ponytail, a slim blouse, and an S-shaped figure. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little one, do you know music? Do you know what kind of person qualifies to be called a master? The person who came stared at Hong Kang, wearing red eyes, very aggressive.

"Xiaohui," Luo Hongmei said, "Don't take your professional-level standards and put them on amateurs," turned his head to look at Hong Kang, and introduced: "Gong Hui, pianist." Lang Lang's senior sister. Of course, the standard is far worse than Lang Lang. ”

Hong Kang is happy in his heart, Lang Lang is a genius in the piano industry, the first pianist of the future flower planter, compared with him the piano, it is like comparing video games with himself, whoever comes is a dish.

It's just that the piano doesn't have the same clear ability to tell the winner as the video game.

Therefore, in the eyes of amateurs, the so-called professional pianists are not much different from amateurs.

But Hong Kang knows exactly one sentence, which clearly illustrates the gap between professional and non-professional - piano level 10 is just an introduction to piano, if you can't even pass this before the age of eleven, if you want to make achievements in piano, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

"Teacher, it's not good for her to compare this Ms. Gong Hui with Lang Lang?" Hong Kang gestured: "It's also a professional level, and the difference between a beginner and a master is about to be a master." ”

Gong Hui's pupils shrank, and her voice was a little out of voice: "I can't see that you still know a little bit about the doorway inside, and it's a little different from those ignorant people on the street, but it's ......"

The sound of grinding teeth rang out in the room, "Who do you say is a professional beginner!" Moreover, since you know the difference between professional and non-professional, what does it mean to talk big just now? Can I think that you are provoking me?! ”

Faced with Gong Hui's aggressiveness, Hong Kang sighed helplessly: "Why do you all think I was lying just now? Am I so untrustworthy? ”

Luo Hongmei commented pertinently: "With the teacher's perception of you, your appreciation level should stay at the stage of pop music and rock, and you can't appreciate classical music, which has a strong aristocratic atmosphere and high taste requirements." ”

Hong Kang: "......" hit the nail on the head!

At this time, Suona saw that Hong Kang was deflated, and tapped on the coffee table with her fingertips a little angrily, and instantly a light syllable like a spring appeared in the room.

After Gong Hui heard this voice, her face changed slightly, and her red eyes shrank suddenly!

"The heart is like water?" She looked at Suanna, and her heart was like water, which is a stage that all musicians must go through, and it can be said that after stepping into this stage, music can be regarded as a real entry, stepping into the professional field.

Suanna played the glass coffee table by herself, deaf to what Gong Hui said.

"Good fellow, I didn't expect to meet a colleague here." Gong Hui smiled, got up and walked towards the piano room, and after a while, with the key pressed, a stormy sound echoed in the room.

The sound of the coffee table was shattered in an instant under the attack of this storm!

Everyone's hearts were attracted by this passionate voice.

Unyielding, fighting, excited, and joyful, Gong Hui's heart is transmitted to everyone's hearts through the keys.

Blood, ignited instantly!

"Even in the face of a genius junior like Lang Lang, do you have to fight unyieldingly and have the courage to compete for the first place?" Hong Kang heard the cry in his heart, and a little admiration rose in his heart.

"Water Mirror." Luo Hongmei said: "Music, first face the notes with the heart of stopping water, and then generate Vientiane with the feelings in the heart, this kind of unyielding in the face of the strong, the excitement in the face of the opponent, is the source of power for her to come to the present step by step as a woman." But ......"

Luo Hongmei glanced at Suona, "She's good at the guqin, right?" ”

After Hong Kang nodded, she took out a guqin from the inner room and placed it in front of Suanna.

As soon as Sana saw the guqin, her eyes suddenly lit up, and ten jade-like fingers instantly pressed the strings.

Airplanes!

A string trembled, and a gentle drizzle-like sound slowly sounded in the room, like a spring breeze blowing through the heart, watering the seedlings deep in the heart.

This gentle drizzle-like guqin sound, under the invasion of the stormy piano sound, is as strong as a grass rooted in the ground, and the rhythm is not the slightest chaotic.

Hong Kang looked blankly at the others who listened with a look of intoxication, completely unaware of what was going on.

After more than ten points, Luo Hongmei opened her eyes, "Which of them do you think will win?" ”

"Sona!" Hong Kang said categorically.

"That's right," Luo Hongmei looked at Hong Kang with some surprise, obviously she didn't expect her music appreciation ability to be so high, "It's just not a long time, at the beginning, there was no rhythm Xiaohui with Chaosanna, but now, the rhythm is affected by Suanna." The water-like state of mind also rippled. ”

It didn't take a few minutes to say that.

Boom!

An accent!

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

Gong Hui walked out of the piano room, closed her eyes and looked up to the sky, took a deep breath, and finally said unwillingly: "In your state of mind, you can indeed be called a master." ”

Sana withdrew her hand, and the smile on her face bloomed again.

"Okay," Luo Hongmei said roundly: "Xiaohui, you just got off the plane not long ago, you are not in a good state, and your mentality is not correct, it is normal to lose, don't take it to heart." As for Sauna......"

Luo Hongmei smiled brightly for the first time, "I'm glad that the guqin has a master like you." ”

Gong Hui pursed her lips, "Sister Hongmei, if you lose, you lose, and I'm not a person who can't afford to lose, so you don't need to make excuses for me." Stretched out his hand to shake Suona's hand, "Re-acquaintance, my name is Gong Hui, deputy dean of the piano and piano department of the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music, and a professor." Now, on behalf of the Imperial Conservatory of Music, I would like to extend an invitation to you, hoping that you can become a teacher in the guqin direction of the Department of Folk Music of the Imperial Conservatory of Music. ”

Sana glanced at Hong Kang gently, shook her head and refused to sit on the sofa at the back end.

Seeing this, Gong Hui said with some jealousy: "Boy, how can you let a guqin master give up the invitation of the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music and spend time with you in a small broken dim sum house?" ”

"Probably because of the heart."

Hong Kang remembered that when he knelt in three thousand consecutive years, he used the piano girl forty-nine times to save the world, and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "If it weren't for her piano sound, I don't know if I could have persevered after successive failures." It was she, and them, who gave me hope to fight. ”

An indescribable aura permeated Hong Kang's body.

Gong Hui wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Luo Hongmei.

"The baby is back from school, get ready, start treatment," Luo Hongmei pointed to the baby who was walking towards home outside the window, and said, "Xiaohui, you are okay, right?" ”

Gong Hui said confidently: "I have been won so many times by Lang Lang, and I have long been used to failure. Don't worry, Sister Hongmei, when the baby is treated, I will definitely play the most suitable track in the most perfect state to help her defeat the enemy in the nightmare. ”

"That's good." Luo Hongmei nodded, turned her head to look at Hong Kang, "What about you?" How's the sugar preparing? ”

Hong Kang said with some confusion: "The preparation is ready, but the effect is a little too strong, and I am afraid that it will backfire." ”

When he said this, Hong Kang's mouth exuded a sweet taste, which was the product of five large spoons of grade 9 sweet syrup, after a special bitter coffee and two hours of brewing.

"Isn't it just sugar? Is it that exaggerated? Gong Hui questioned.

Hong Kang's eyes lit up, and he took out nine ninth-level sweet syrups from his bag, as if he was a big bad wolf who had kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood, and said evilly: "Do you want to taste it?" ”

(PS: There is one more chapter.) I don't know when I'll finish it. It is recommended that you wake up and watch it again. ）