Xueshen: Almighty part-time job system

Under the ecstasy of Master Lang Yun, He Liang's black and white keys danced and jumped from time to time.

Under the wave of bees dancing like a hundred bees, He Liang played this piece with a strong sense of rhythm almost perfectly.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Master Lang Yun had a ruddy complexion, and clapped his hands excitedly and satisfied.

"It's ugly."

He Liang stopped playing, took a deep breath, and smiled.

"He Liang, come to me for further studies. If you don't come to our music school, I can guarantee that there will be many famous teachers to guide you!"

"With your talent, it won't take long for you to be famous both at home and abroad!" Master Lang Yun was full of expectations.

His eyes were piercing, as if he saw the future of China's piano industry.

However, He Liang still shook his head.

He was very serious and said, "Master Lang Yun, I play the piano purely because of my hobby."

"I have no intention of making this my way."

He Liang's eyes were clear and bright, and he looked directly at Master Langyun.

Master Langyun sighed in his heart, but he didn't say much.

He felt that it would take time for He Liang to change his mind.

The better He Liang performed, the more excited he was, and it was impossible for him to give up easily.

"Stay here for a while, and I'll take you to lunch."

"After eating, let's go to the seminar together." Master Lang Yun said helplessly.

At the same time, he looked a little more serious.

"He Liang, your level is higher than I expected."

He hesitated for a moment, but then his expression became firm: "I have one thing, I want to ask you."

A trace of doubt flashed across He Liang's handsome face.

"What's the matter? Master Lang Yun, you can just say it."

"If I can help, I will definitely do my best."

Master Langyun nodded and said, "There are three foreign masters who came to our academy for exchanges this time, among which Sukamenlie is the most famous one."

"The other two are equally extremely high-level, and their reputation abroad is only slightly inferior to that of Master Sumen Kali."

He Liangliang nodded, a little puzzled: "So?"

Master Langyun continued: "Master Sumen Kale, he loves Chinese culture very much, and he is also kind and friendly to our country."

"But the other two."

He paused, and then continued: "They have a lot of disdain for our country, especially for our country's piano industry."

"Even, made inappropriate remarks in public many times."

He Liang's eyes were slightly sharp, and he vaguely guessed what Master Lang Yun said.

"This time, they brought their own outstanding students. Apart from the discussion, they wanted to compare the level of the younger generation."

"It turned out that I just wanted Lin Zicong, a senior, to compete with the three little fellows in his freshman year."

"But since you're here, I think you'll go up to Bibi too."

Master Lang Yun was also a little helpless.

Because the domestic piano level is indeed not as good as that of foreign countries, and it is often criticized and questioned.

"It turned out to be this matter." He Liang narrowed his eyes and said seriously.

"I'm also from China!"

"This favor, I will definitely help!"

Without the slightest hesitation, He Liang agreed on the spot.

No matter how powerful you are, only the country cannot be forgotten!

Even if he got the all-round part-time job system, he is full of awe and love for Huaxia, and he dare not despise him in the slightest.

Master Langyun smiled, but he was also helpless: "It's really because the students in the academy are not good enough, so I can only ask you."

This matter was indeed done a little badly.

After all, He Liang is not from the academy.

Unexpectedly, He Liang said calmly: "This matter is not in the academy, but in the national border."

Lang Yun was slightly taken aback, then laughed loudly: "You are right!"

Looking at He Liang's gaze, there was something slightly different.

"There is still some time, you can warm up your hands here!"

He Liangliang nodded and did not refuse.

Subsequently.

In front of the piano, he played many difficult songs along the score and memory.

He enjoys this unique feeling.

It's one thing to redeem the skills, but it's another thing to practice them yourself.

He Liang seems to be addicted to the music, a little self-forgetful.

And Master Langyun at the side was even more shocked.

As He Liang played one song after another, his judgment of He Liang's level became more accurate.

"This little guy is too demonic!"

noon.

Master Langyun took He Liang to the cafeteria for dinner.

On the way, I met another old male mentor.

Zhou Ren.

This is also a well-known piano master in China, and also the mentor who called Luo Qingcheng to leave earlier.

"Lao Lang, this exchange meeting is not very good." Zhou Ren's face was a little heavy.

Lang Yun's expression froze slightly, and he asked, "Old Zhou, what happened?"

Zhou Ren hesitated for a moment, but still said: "There is nothing wrong."

"However, there are a few young students with a high level coming from the opposite side!"

"In the morning, I played it casually, and it can be seen that the level is quite high!"

He took a deep breath, his eyes trembling.

"I'm afraid there are some monsters on their side!"

"I just hurriedly called Qing Cheng, Zi Cong, and Hao Yun over to explain to them what happened this afternoon."

Before Master Langyun could speak, he shook his head slightly.

"This afternoon, I'm afraid it will be a fierce battle."

"I didn't expect us, the older generation, to be oppressed, and the younger generation would also be oppressed!"

It can be seen that he is unwilling but helpless.

Finally, three good seedlings came out in the freshman year, but unexpectedly, a more powerful student came from the other side.

However, at this time, Master Lang Yun was obviously much calmer: "How powerful is it?"

He Liang listened from the side without making a sound.

Zhou Rendao: "There are two who are similar to Zicong."

"There is another one, the level may be higher than Zicong!"

Master Lang Yun was moved: "So powerful?!"

Lin Zicong is the No.1 senior of the Central Conservatory of Music, and is also the highest-level undergraduate student in the college.

Master Langyun knew Zhou Ren well, and knew that he would not deliberately say frustrating exaggerations.

That shows that the level on the other side is really so high.

He looked solemn, but then he looked at Zhou Ren and said, "Old Zhou, don't worry too much."

"This time, I also brought a little monster."

Zhou Ren was taken aback for a moment, then immediately looked at He Liang.

Master Langyun nodded and said with a smile, "It's this little monster, He Liang!"

Zhou Ren helped his forehead: "Lao Lang, you mentioned it to me many times, and I also believe that this little guy is not ordinary."

"Maybe compared to amateurs, or even higher than some students in the academy."

"However, if you want to compare with the top students, it's still a bit worse, right?"

This is normal logic.

After all, it's the students who make it to the top.

Which one was not cultivated by a lot of resources, cultivated from an early age, and with excellent talent?
Master Lang Yun stroked his beard, and said seriously: "This little guy is far higher than you imagined!"

"Don't worry."

"It's so bright, at least I won't lose face!"