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Chapter 917 Amazing performance

"Hehehe, it doesn't matter Brother Lin, this is what you said about Chenglong Kuaishou, he is indeed a good-looking talent. Young man, where do you work now?" Father Zhang asked amiably.

Wang Mo didn't have any pride after the victory, but said very modestly: "Mr. Zhang, I'm just a junior lawyer at Quan Jing Law Firm. I'm definitely far behind Brother Zhang."

Hearing Wang Mo's words running against his son inside and out, a gleam flashed in Mr. Zhang's benevolent eyes.

So Mr. Zhang changed the topic, and several people came to the restaurant to take a seat. Of course, Wang Mo sat with Lin Zile.

Since Zhang Jialiang was asked to suppress Wang Mo today, of course the topic of conversation turned to Zhang Jialiang unconsciously.

Lin's mother said with sincere envy: "Mr. Zhang gave birth to a good son. He has graduated from a famous foreign school at a young age, and he has also practiced in a Fortune 500 company and has accumulated enough experience. Now he will return to China and go through Mr. Zhang. He must be a qualified successor."

"Where is he? He is still far behind. Usually I am also very distressed. You said that he is a student of management, but he is interested in art after going abroad for a few years. I am also afraid that he will take a detour." Although Mr. Zhang said modestly , but everyone present could hear a kind of complacency and showing off.

It is true that Zhang Jialiang is a good-looking talent, and he graduated from a prestigious school, and he is also versatile. No matter where he is placed, he is considered an elite.

After hearing this, Mother Lin said deliberately: "Really? What kind of art is Jialiang interested in?"

At this time, Zhang Jialiang also recovered from the depression just now.

"Auntie, it's the piano. I have not only received professional training during these years abroad, but also paid homage to a professional pianist as a teacher. I often practice by myself at home."

"Really? Our family, Lele, also learned the violin since childhood, but it's a pity that we didn't stick to it any longer." Mother Lin said regretfully.

At this time, Lin Zile said unhappily: "Why didn't you persist? At that time, weren't you afraid that it would affect my college entrance examination and confiscate it in the end?"

Being exposed by Lin Zile made Mother Lin a little embarrassed, but at this time Zhang Jialiang relieved the embarrassment by speaking in a timely manner.

"The dinner hasn't been served yet, why don't I give you a performance to cheer up the fun." After speaking, Zhang Jialiang stood up and went to the piano.

Seeing his flamboyant performance, Lin Zile pouted, and said in a low voice, "Hypocrisy!"

In all fairness, Zhang Jialiang's proficiency is considered excellent in amateurs, after all, he did not graduate from this major, and he was a half-way monk to be able to play like this is already very good.

Wang Mo didn't hesitate to applaud either. Although strictly speaking he is his current enemy, good is good.

When Zhang Jialiang sat proudly on his seat and accepted everyone's applause, he smiled hypocritically and said to Wang Mo: "I don't know what Mr. Wang thinks of my playing?"

Wang Mo nodded and said, "It's not bad. It's quite remarkable to be able to play like this among amateurs. It can be seen that Mr. Zhang must like the piano very much, and he often practices it."

When Zhang Jialiang heard Wang Mo's words, he raised his eyebrows, and said unconvinced: "You must know the piano very well, since that's the case, why don't you perform it for everyone?"

When Lin Zile heard his words, she held Wang Mo's hand worriedly. She knew that Wang Mo played the violin very well, but this is the piano. Although they are all musical instruments, it doesn't mean that if you are proficient in one, you are proficient in all others.

Everyone else at the dinner table also looked at Wang Mo at this moment, as if he was taking everyone's face off by not agreeing.

Seeing this, Wang Mo stood up and said to Zhang Jialiang, "Okay, then I'll make a fool of myself."

After speaking, he walked to the piano and sat down. Although he hadn't played the piano for a long time, the various fingerings of the piano had become a habit and instinct of his, as if engraved in Wang Mo's mind.

When the beautiful piano sound came to mind, everyone at the dining table looked at Wang Mo in surprise except for Lin Zile. Although they were not as good as Zhang Jialiang's piano level, they still had the ability to appreciate it.

It is obvious that Wang Mo's level is many times higher than that of Zhang Jialiang. At this time, Zhang Jialiang was surprised when he heard Wang Mo's piano sound, and then he sank into the sound of the piano, because he was at a higher level than everyone else. So it is better to hear what level Wang Mo is at. Even his teacher abroad can't play such a smooth and powerful piano sound.

Zhang Jialiang really likes the piano. Although he is a half-way monk and has not studied in a professional college, but because he is a half-way monk and can persist for so many years without giving up, it can be seen how much he loves the piano.

He was cultivated in the sound of Wang Mo's piano, and now Zhang Jialiang no longer had the resentment towards Wang Mo in his heart, as for the purpose of coming to Lin Zile's house, he had long since forgotten about it.

When encountering someone who performs at such a high level in the field he loves, other things are no longer on Zhang Jialiang's mind.

What's more, he didn't have any feelings for Lin Zile in the first place, it was just a kind of admiration for beautiful women at first sight, and he could clearly distinguish between beautiful women and his hobbies.

When the song was over, only Lin Zile and Zhang Jialiang gave warm applause at the dinner table, especially Zhang Jialiang stood up and looked at Wang Mo enthusiastically, as if he saw his idol.

Seeing his son's performance, Mr. Zhang knew about his son's understanding, and he also knew that the purpose of coming here today has been squandered, but they came today to take advantage of the trend, and they didn't really want to do anything. All of this was facilitated by Lin's father of.

So Mr. Zhang also applauded. Seeing that other people applauded, Lin's father and Lin's mother also looked at each other, and applauded helplessly, but the action was reluctant no matter how you looked at it.

After Wang Mo sat down, Zhang Jialiang took the initiative to sit next to him, excitedly asking him some professional questions, while Lin Zile at the side seemed like a proud peacock, as if she was the one who performed just now.

After the dinner was served, Wang Mo and Zhang Jialiang chatted casually, while Father Lin and Mr. Zhang talked about the economy and politics of their own country and abroad. No matter they were young or old, as long as they were men, they would always talk about these seemingly high-end topics.

When Lin's father and Mr. Zhang talked about the topic of Brexit, which has been heated up in the world recently, their differences emerged. Mr. Zhang thinks that the UK is not just talking this time, and will definitely successfully leave the European Union in the end. Lin's father believes that it is impossible for the UK to leave the European Union. They each hold their own opinions, and they are all very reasonable.

Lin Mu, who was a little bored listening to the side, saw Wang Mo who was talking happily with Zhang Jialiang, and suddenly she said with a smile: "Wang Mo, although you young people have your young people's topic, you still have to participate in it." In the topic of your uncle and Mr. Zhang, after all, art is good for cultivating sentiment, and it can’t be eaten, but the topic that your uncle and Mr. Zhang are talking about now can be eaten, and you can learn from it. If you get a little something, it will be enough for you to benefit endlessly in the future, don't you think so?"

Wang Mo, who was chatting with Zhang Jialiang, thought that the embarrassment for him today was over. After all, Zhang Jialiang, who was regarded as a gunman, had already reconciled with him, but he didn't expect that Lin's mother hadn't given up yet.

(End of this chapter)