It can only be said that James's pattern is too small.

James' comments all mention a few key elements of jazz, but music shouldn't be limited to these few specific factors.

He seems to have forgotten where jazz came from. If we had only created music based on specific elements of the original genre, would jazz still be born?

It was James who would never be able to become a master of music like his grandfather, Michael Joseph Morton.

That's just the case with James. Liancheng thought to himself.

But in the eyes of others, James is an unattainable giant.

Liu Lei had a flattered expression and bowed one hundred and twenty degrees. When he was learning the piano for the first time and keeping the piano fresh, Liu Lei heard the name of the "Six-Hand Piano Emperor". For Liu Lei, the "Emperor of the Six-Hand Qin" is a god! Just like the parents in the eyes of a baby, Bolt in the eyes of an athlete who has just learned to sprint, and the power to twist the stars in the eyes of a monk in the Qi Draw Period. But at this moment, the untouchable figure praised him, and Liu Lei felt a little dreamy.

Liu Lei knew that he had a few pounds and a few taels, and his sparse practice had made his skills decline, and his performance was full of craftsmanship in order to take the exam, and the rhythm was extremely simple, and the only advantage was that it was full of emotion. Liu Lei also knew that he was like a class with an axe compared to the "Six-Fingered Qin Emperor" James, but Liu Lei did not feel ashamed at all, because the distance between the two was too big.

When the gap is small, jealousy, when the gap is large, envy, and when the gap is unimaginable, it is insensitive. Just like a game in which a player who recharges hundreds of millions of dollars and a player who only recharges a few hundred yuan, in the eyes of the latter, the former does not exist. It's not an opponent of a magnitude, and I didn't even think about playing together.

Despite this, after listening to Liu Lei's performance, most of the people on the field were still shocked. Many women were still hazy, staring straight at Liu Lei, their faces flushed. Liu Feng in the crowd looked at his younger brother who was in the limelight, he was so jealous that he couldn't see a trace of blood in his fingers.

"Dad, Mom, why don't you let me learn piano when I'm not sensible?" Qu Xiaoxuan looked at Qu Chengqing and his wife, his eyes were a little resentful.

"Didn't you go on a hunger strike at that time?" Qu Chengqing said, and Qu Xiaoxuan was speechless for a moment.

James muttered a few more words, and a few people understood, and a flame of envy and jealousy instantly burst out in his eyes.

Liu Lei saw James's expectant eyes, vaguely guessed something, and his heart suddenly pounded. But he couldn't be sure, and quickly recalled what James said, he did understand a few simple words such as "learn", but the question of who to "learn" was big. Liu Lei suddenly regretted why he didn't learn English well in the first place.

"Oh my God!" Bai Ding raised his hand somewhat exaggeratedly, dumbfounded, until he had whetted everyone's appetite before translating James's words.

"Liu Lei, Mr. Morton asked if you would like to learn jazz with him, and he thinks that Young Master Miao will be very happy to have a junior brother like you!"

The field instantly fryed. The "Six-Fingered Qin Emperor" James actually wanted to accept Liu Lei as a student? The young master of the Miao family turned out to be a student of the "Six-Fingered Qin Emperor"? In this way, Miao Chongzun and Liu Lei would not become senior brothers? Why was the Liu family so lucky?

An old man who was drinking stuffy wine and was called "Lao Liu" by others suddenly stood up and looked towards Baishi Mountain, his body trembling faintly.

Almost as soon as Bai Ding's words fell, Liu Lei knelt down in front of James with a snap, his face flushed. After the failure of the struggle for power within the family, no one knows how lost he is in his heart, but James's words are tantamount to giving him a great opportunity, maybe because of this opportunity, he can create an equally powerful Liu family again.

"It's my honour to learn from you!"

James seemed to have some understanding of the culture of kneeling in Huaxia, and he didn't make a fuss when he saw Liu Lei kneeling, but just smiled and nodded.

Ye Wudao's smile became brighter and brighter, as if Liu Lei and Miao Chongzun had something to do with him becoming senior brothers.

In the envy of everyone, Liu Lei held Guo Meimei's hand and sat not far from James.

"Next. Bai Ding said.

Many people looked hesitant, but no one came out. If you go up to perform before Liu Lei, you will not hesitate to play a musical instrument. But Liu Lei's impromptu piano performance is too amazing, and people who don't think that Liu Lei's five successes have given up the idea of going up to perform, so as not to be looked down upon.

Bai Ding swept around: "Since there is no one left, then we will start the second benefit." That is a piano ensemble by the world-renowned musician 'Emperor of the Six Hands' James and our groom today!"

There was a huge cheer on the field. Someone did it deliberately, with Miao Chongzun's identity, no matter how he played, he had to cheer, the louder the cheers, the better, in case Miao Chongzun saw himself in the crowd all of a sudden. Like passers-by in the fairy tale "The Emperor's New Clothes". There are also people who come from the heart, from the ancient music family - the live performance of the descendants of the Morton family, how not to make some people excited, whether it is to open their eyes, or to chat with people in the future, this B grid is a bargain!

Bai Ding turned to the side, and his eyes fell on the main entrance of the eclectic brick and wood building in the Quiet Garden, where a dark red carpet led straight to the bottom of the White Rock Mountain.

Under the bright light, every part of the antique building exudes a beautiful atmosphere, satisfying people's imagination of beautiful things. Many people on the field have come to Jingyuan to play, but they have never felt that the building is so beautiful, perhaps it was the tourists nearby at that time who reduced the beauty of this antique building, just like a vulgar butcher suddenly walked into the fairyland, ruining the scenery.

Many people sighed secretly, because there will be people in the world who will come out of it and break this wonderful mirror image. No matter what Miao Chongzun's family background is, he is always a mortal, and this exquisite building should exist in people's beautiful imagination.

The person standing diagonally on the side of the main entrance of the building first saw a hand with an eye between the eyes, and a wisp of smoke came out of the cigarette hair. The ten fingers of this hand are slender and the joints are distinct. The way the owner of the hand holds the cigarette is somewhat different, neither the index finger nor the thumb index finger together, but the middle finger and the ring finger, which is extremely inflexible among the ten fingers of the person. Many people frowned, and the depraved tobacco was too defiled with beautiful buildings.

The people facing the building were stunned, and in their eyes, they all had a common emotion - amazing.

He had thick, shiny hair with long curly hair tied in a bunch at the back of his head, a lock of which was left out and hung down from the side of his face. His face was elongated, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a glimmer of light peeked through the slits of his eyes and between his thick eyelashes. He was slender and long, but his shoulders were unusually broad. The most interesting thing is the way he passes clothes. The suit that was originally extremely formal was worn by him with an alternative taste, the buttons on the chest were not twisted, and the firm chest could be seen, the jacket was loosely draped on the body, and the trouser cuffs were rolled up. But I don't feel rustic at all, but I feel very stylish.

He took a puff of his cigarette. Liancheng, who was extremely disgusted with smoking when he was a mortal, didn't expect that someone would smoke so elegantly and sadly. The people on the field had similar thoughts.

This is simply a man who has stepped out of people's beautiful imaginations. Everyone thought that the beautiful Xiaolou would be lowered because of the participation of the laity, and the beauty of the Xiaolou in the eyes of everyone was indeed reduced, but it was not the way everyone expected.

In a beautiful painting, a fly is swatted to death, the beauty of the painting is reduced, and the fly becomes more and more ugly.

The roles of Xiaolou and the man are somewhat reversed. The beautiful Xiaolou was also a little overshadowed in front of the man.

The man walked towards the White Rock Mountain, his pace was fast, but his stride was large, and he looked dashing. The field fell into an eerie silence as if enchanted, except for the sound of green grass squeezing under the carpet and the sound of the wind blowing, and the man's hanging curls being blown by the wind.

"This is Miao Chongzun, right?" Lian Cheng was also amazed, this skin picture, even if it is placed in the cultivation realm, is also a group of high-end children. In the cultivation of the truth, the body has been nourished by spiritual power, and he was handsome at that time. When Liancheng was still a mortal, he was the kind that he couldn't see in the crowd, but as soon as he cultivated it, he instantly became a beautiful man. But judging from the appearance alone, Liancheng is really not as good as Miao Chongzun.

Bai Ding, who originally belonged to the dragon among people in everyone's hearts, suddenly dimmed when he stood next to Miao Chongzun.

Bai Ding stretched the microphone to Miao Chongzun's side.

"I think I just heard that I have an extra apprentice. Miao Chongzun smiled, his teeth white and dazzling. His gaze swept from left to right, trying to find the junior brother. The hearts of those who were swept by his gaze were all beating a few beats faster. In the end, Miao Chongzun's gaze was accurately fixed on Liu Lei's body.

"Is that you?" Miao Chongzun asked with a smile. He didn't take Bai Ding's microphone, so he let Bai Ding hold it like this. But no one thought it was strange, as if it were taken for granted.

Liu Lei stood up suddenly, his face turned red, and he bowed to Miao Chongzun: "Hello senior brother!" looked a little helpless.

The smile on Miao Chongzun's face expanded, and his bright eyes were like the spring sun: "Don't be so nervous, our senior brothers will have a good exchange in music in the future." ”

Miao Chongzun's words seemed to have a kind of power to soothe people's hearts, Liu Lei calmed down a lot, nodded heavily and then did it.

Miao Chongzun looked at James and said in pure English: "Mr. Morton, thank you so much for coming to my engagement first anniversary party. ”

James stood up, made a gentlemanly salute, and smiled with a mouthful of big white teeth: "Oh Miao, don't call me a teacher, I can't afford it." There is an old saying in China that 'the blue is better than the blue', and only those who are more powerful in our West can be called teachers, and now I should call you teachers. ”

People who understood the dialogue between Miao Chongzun and James were shocked, when the world's famous "Six-handed Piano Emperor" James faced Miao Chongzun, he was ashamed of himself, how high is Miao Chongzun's musical attainments?

Maybe James Lao Maozi knows more about Chinese culture, and he is just polite words, but what Miao Chongzun said next made everyone stunned......