A gust of wind blew, bringing a bit of coolness.

Zhou Yang looked at George.

George's Chinese and bumps sounded very uncomfortable, but Zhou Yang heard such an extraordinary feeling.

An Xiao frowned, his eyes were a little cold, and he glanced at George, and the atmosphere of the whole table suddenly began to be a little cold.

An Zhibin was still eating as before, as if disturbed by the noisy sound, and did not hear George's words.

He didn't like George in his heart, and felt that this person had drunk foreign ink and had almost forgotten where he came from, and he was a typical banana man.

Tang Xiao smiled and talked to George, saying that George's "Wedding" was very good, and it was also a world-class piano music.

Han Yan came over to pull George as soon as possible, told George that he was in the wrong position, and invited George to go somewhere else to guess the lantern riddle, planning to let him have a good look at what traditional Chinese culture is.

George was stunned and did not leave: "Mr. Zhou Yang, I am looking forward to it, and I hope that I am a witness to your new work, of course, I want to know the gap between me and you, and after knowing the gap, I can know what I am lacking in......"

The atmosphere suddenly became more and more awkward, George stared at Zhou Yang, looking very humble, but he had already forced Zhou Yang into a corner, and raised his voice a little, so that the elders next to him heard the voice.

"Mr. George, I don't really know much about music, so ......" Zhou Yang looked at George and shook his head.

Although he didn't know why George was so targeted at himself, he could see at a glance that George was unwilling, unconvinced, and at the same time with a trace of jealousy.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, you are too humble, your work can be staged in Vienna, and it is the Vienna Musikverein that is performed by a master like Kenneth, you say that you are not from the music circle, then what are the others? Or do you think this wedding doesn't deserve your ......?"

Jealousy took over George's soul like a demon.

made George start to become irrational, especially when he saw Zhou Yang's expression, the flame of anger burned in George's heart, and he even forgot where he was, gave up the humility of a gentleman, and began to talk nonsense.

After realizing that he had said the wrong thing, he stopped abruptly in an instant, but he still stared at Zhou Yang seriously.

At this moment, Han Yan felt that her face was flushed, and in public, George's aggressive speech and attitude were too rude, and there was a vague suspicion of sowing discord.

She never felt that George was so disgusting, and at the same time, her eyes were paying attention to everyone's reactions, especially Zhou Yang's eyes, when she saw Zhou Yang's face was a little weird, she felt a trace of indescribable refreshment in her heart, and finally looked at Zhou Yang again: "Zhou Yang, I'm sorry, George may have drunk some wine and started talking nonsense...... Mr. George, as you know, art is not something that can be created casually, and your wedding took many years to create, and your teacher Peracia also said that your "Wedding" still needs to be slowly crafted...... October 1st is the wedding, and now it is less than twenty days, how can Mr. Zhou Yang be prepared......"

"It's okay......"

Zhou Yang felt embarrassed in his heart.

But in the end, he shook his head and watched George being pulled away by Han Yan.

George was visibly unconvinced, even as he sat on the other side, he still looked at him.

"The quality of this person is too low."

"Hmmm......"

"His "Wedding", forget it, there is no shortage of wedding songs, Xiao Zhou, don't take it to heart, he may have drunk too much foreign ink and his brain is not clear......"

Tang Xiao lost a smile on her face after George and the others left, and after chatting with An Zhibin for a few words, she looked at Zhou Yang again, obviously she also had a little disgust in her heart.

"It's okay, Sister Tang Xiao."

Zhou Yang shook his head, he didn't care about this matter, but he had a little bit of a feeling of resentment in his heart.

Then, feeling a gentle tap on his thigh, as if to comfort himself, he looked around, finally at An Xiao, who was sitting motionless in his chair.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he feels An Xiao's face slightly ruddy.

At the dinner table, everyone returned to their usual and began to chat again, while Zhou Yang glanced at Tang Xiao and An Zhibin and began to become silent.

Tang Xiao and An Zhibin were their own life-saving benefactors in a sense, and when they were buried deep and climbed out, they took themselves into the car.

He recalled the bits and pieces of things in his mind, only to feel that the previous picture was very clear, especially Tang Xiao, who often helped himself out when he was at a loss, and hinted at what he should do and what to say, and he gradually began to understand some things.

"Sister Tang Xiao, Brother Zhibin......"

He made up his mind, and then looked up at Tang Xiao and An Zhibin.

After Tang Xiao and An Zhibin saw that Zhou Yang's face was suddenly so serious, they both looked at Zhou Yang.

"What kind of song is our usual wedding march now?"

"It's usually Wagrina's Midsummer Romance......"

"Oh." Zhou Yang nodded: "I'll listen to it later, well, I'll listen to it now...... Anshino, can you take me to a quiet place? ”

At the table, everyone watched An Xiao nod and stood up, didn't ask anything, just took Zhou Yang towards the courtyard room.

An Zhibin and Tang Xiao glanced at each other, and there were doubts in each other's eyes.

What is he going to do?

…………………………

George felt that everyone was hypocritical.

Han Yan also began to become hypocritical.

Obviously, he was very unwilling and uncomfortable, and he questioned Zhou Yang's so-called "talent", but he didn't expose it, and he didn't want everyone to recognize Zhou Yang's face in public.

Even George felt lonely, he felt that Han Yan began to gradually understand himself, and inexplicably had a sense of estrangement and distance.

He's conceited and confident!

His "Wedding" has been polished to be no worse than "A Midsummer Romantic Night", and even feels that if he was of the same era as Wagri, then he is also a musician who will go down in history.

"A Midsummer Romantic Night" was also praised out!

It's a pity that he wasn't born in that era, and it's sad at the same time, it's sad that there will be no great works in this era, and there won't be any great people, and even if they do, not many people know about it.

He has been staying in the West, and he is not good at using fast seeds, and he can't feel the taste of mooncakes when he eats them, thinking that this is a sweet pie......

When admiring the moon, the moon is indeed more beautiful, but the poets of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles over there began to read some ancient poems about the moon, although he did not understand these poems, but he felt very embarrassed.

How many years have passed, how come these Chinese people have not progressed, immersed in poetry, like a drunken fool.

After dinner, Han Yan didn't seem to let George see the others, and between words, he was ready to take him away.

This kind of banquet is also quite low-end for George, he can't understand the Chinese culture, and he feels that it is not interesting to stay with these people.

It's just that......

He felt more and more that the Chinese man was very annoying, and in private he was even ready to let his parents investigate how this Chinese man operated, and how much money did it cost Kenneth to play his work, or rather, the saxophone "Coming Home" was not Zhou Yang's work at all?

For a moment, George felt that he had seen through Zhou Yang's hypocritical nature!

George watched Han Yan follow her parents to say goodbye to An Xiao's family, but did not see Zhou Yang, when George searched for Zhou Yang's figure, he found that Zhou Yang had just walked out of the house, and then walked towards the piano he had played.

After seeing Zhou Yang walking over, he found that everyone was looking at Zhou Yang, and the noise on the edge of the music room instantly quieted down, and even the group of people who were reciting ancient poems and guessing word puzzles in the distance looked at Zhou Yang......

Some people stood up and started walking in this direction.

"Let's go......" Han Yan walked over and said a few words to George.

"I want to stay and see what he's doing......" George shook his head, he suddenly didn't want to go.

Han Yan followed George's gaze, and she found that Zhou Yang was already sitting on the piano bench, gently stroking the piano......

The noise around is getting softer!

"Is he going to think of any melody again?"

The famous musicians who were playing around looked at Zhou Yang's appearance and whispered one after another.

Pretending!

This Chinese idiom came to George's mind, but his footsteps walked uncontrollably towards Zhou Yang's side.

He's going to play the piano?

Creation?

What are you kidding, creating now? This is!

Under the moonlight.

Zhou Yang was sitting, as if no one was around, picking up the pen and paper he was carrying, thinking about something.

An Xiao stood aside and looked at Zhou Yang.

Song Yiyi also stood in the crowd and looked at Zhou Yang, but there was a little indescribable loss in her heart.

Half an hour ago......

Her grandfather told her that he wanted to take Zhou Yang as his godgrandson and asked her opinion.

What can she say?

She nodded, of course, thinking that it was a good thing.

Although there is a bit of compensation in the middle, Zhou Yang's relatives and parents are all gone, and when the wedding is held, you always have to find an elder who is a little bit of a good person, right?

Song Yiyi suddenly felt that it would be good if she lived in one, if she lived in it, then the poor protagonist met a rich girl, and then was looked down upon by the rich girl in various ways, and was made difficult, and then the male protagonist was angry, saying something like thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, and finally the female friend of the male protagonist next to him suddenly stood up, and then ......

Pity!

The An family is not the kind of family with the eyes of power, and the talent shown by Zhou Yang is indeed dazzling!

Just when Song Yiyi emerged......

Suddenly, she heard the sound of a pleasant piano.