The First Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-Four Chapters Apologize

In the stunned crowd around, Zhang Yu completed the revised hell-level demonstration. When his hands struck the last chord of the whole piece of music, the whole piano was smashed with a "bang!", as if to Like falling apart. The space in the entire hall also seemed to tremble. After a while, the sound slowly disappeared, and the quietness that could be heard by a needle falling again returned to the surroundings.

"Clap clap clap clap clap clap!" Applause followed slowly... The faces of everyone around were now staring at Zhang Yu with admiration.

In terms of difficulty, there are very few people who can bounce it off smoothly. It is rare to be able to play it all down and play it so well. It is so difficult. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it's really hard for a high school student to play the piano so well, it's really hard to imagine.

Zhang Yu also stood up from the piano bench, turned around, glanced at the stunned woman beside him, and said, "How is it! I played it down. Now apologize!"

When the woman heard this, her face became very ugly. In fact, she didn't expect the other party to be able to play it all down and play it so well. If she asks herself to apologize to a few little hairy children, her face will not be reduced. After all, there are so many students, parents and teachers around!

The surrounding students and their parents also naturally turned their attention to the woman, intending to see if she would apologize to the other party.

Of course, the woman's son also saw the embarrassment of his mother, and he also knew that his mother could not come down now! Being his own son, of course, he can't stand and watch, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, classmate! My mother didn't say that on purpose just now, I believe it was just a misunderstanding. I can apologize to you on her behalf! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Please forgive our impoliteness."

Hearing the politeness of the boy, Zhang Yu turned to look at Zhao Ziqian, mainly because of what she meant. If the other party doesn't forgive this woman, then there will be no drama on his own side.

Although Zhao Ziqian's eyes were still a little red, she nodded and said, "Then... then forget it!"

"Since my sister agrees! That's it!" After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhao Zhijun and said, "Let's go, Lao Zhao!"

The Zhao Zhijun brothers and sisters nodded and followed Zhang Yu, and Yao Qiaoqiao hurriedly sent them out.

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Everyone in the hall of the piano shop watched Zhang Yu and his group walk out of the piano shop, and then began to murmur... The parents are of course envious and jealous, and they all wish that their children could play the piano so well. Of course, most people also know in their hearts that this hope is very slim.

All the students, of course, are not idle now, although most of them have imagined that their future piano level can also reach a very high level. But to be honest, the goal of most of them is at most the level of Chang Guosheng. As for Zhang Yu's level, it can be said that they have never dreamed of it.

"That boy just played the piano well! I feel like it's better than Principal Chang's."

"I think so!"

"Me too!"

"Come on! How could he play better than Principal Chang! Don't forget, Principal Chang is a master of piano from Yangyin, and he is also a well-known pianist all over the country. It is impossible for that kid to play better than Principal Chang. of."

"But he's actually playing better than Principal Chang! Didn't you see it just now? He played a few bars at the end of the music much faster than Principal Chang. Don't you think that?"

"It's really too fast! I'd say it's just a shadow."

"Yeah! Fast is a bit perverted. I don't think I can even reach one-tenth of the speed of others!"

"What's the use of fast? Fast doesn't mean good. The teacher said that if you play the piano blindly to pursue fast, the melody that pops up has no appeal at all. It's fast when you scratch it! But can you hear the emotion?"

"I can't say that! The teacher speaks quickly! In fact, it's just for ordinary people like us, who play ordinary tunes.

But people's speed is really fast. If you look at their scales, I think it's no different from scratching. "

"No! You can play it if you have the ability! I think you can't play it even if it is twice as slow! Look at people's speed, playing so fast, and adding so many decorative sounds, it's not human at all. it is good!"

"That's right! Saying that! That boy seems to be playing a different version from that of many piano masters. It shouldn't be borrowing from others!"

"That's right! It's not the same as Teacher Chang's. It should be his own version, right? By the way! The boy who used to play the music was from Teacher Yao."

"Is it true that he can't play?"

"But do you think it's possible for someone in the world to read it all and remember it all, play it down, and incorporate their own style?"

"impossible?"

"I don't think it's possible! If you can remember at a glance, that's not a fairy?" 0

"So that kid must have been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! In fact, he could play a long time ago, but he deliberately said he couldn't play it."

"But does it make sense for him to do it on purpose?"

"No! He won't get any real benefit either."

"If you want me to tell the truth! It's not a fake! The piano skills of others are there! If I can learn the level of Principal Chang in my life, I will be satisfied. As for that kid, I'd better wash up and sleep earlier! "

When the people around heard this, they all nodded with serious expressions on their faces... After all, Chang Guosheng's level of hope, while the boy's level just now belonged to looking up.

At this time, Chang Guosheng was also surrounded by a group of parents asking questions, and of course some people asked Chang Guosheng if this boy was the piano teacher newly hired by the piano company. Although the boy is not very old, but his level is high, age is not a problem at all at this time.

Of course, Chang Guosheng didn't know who Zhang Yu was, but the parents' words also reminded him of this. The identity of the other party was very mysterious. Maybe he would go and find out if he could recruit his own school as a teacher. ! That own piano business, is it not afraid of everyone in the whole country.

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Chang Guosheng thought of this and hurried to the gate... After leaving the piano shop, he looked around, but he didn't see Zhang Yu, but he saw Yao Qiaoqiao standing by the roadside.

Chang Guosheng walked over and said, "Mr. Yao! Where is the boy who played the piano well just now?"