Chapter 170 The result?(1/4)
Show off their so-called second instrument, and tell the boss that you can not only know how to play the violin, but also the piano, increase your potential and obtain more investment funds.
In this way, the third movement of Beethoven's Piano Sonata No. 8 can be played under the gaze of the entire orchestra and the crowd watching the fun. The melody is well known while satirizing a wave of ignorant people, and the atmosphere of the banquet is liven up.
After thinking about the plan, he also read the score, and played it several times to show respect.
When the band was handing over to them, after the performance was finished, Zhu San was watching him like a ghost for a long time.
There must be some problems. After all, it is only lv3, and the technology is not much higher, but Zhu San still scared him.
After all, will normal people learn amateur casually like this?
However, in line with the attitude that even one’s own people can scare others, Zhu San still gave it all his gifts.
result···????
When the bosses said that he knew the second instrument, the bosses were really surprised. After Boss Shan praised the honor he had shown before, a group of people left the private room in a scattered manner, and they didn't care about the clowns at all. Boss Shan personally went to the hall to borrow the piano, waiting for Li Wei's performance.
It is still the third movement of the planned Sonata No. 8, but... why are you not happy at all???
What about the promise of pretending to be slap in the face?
After the performance of a set of slip sounds, he only received simple applause and the inb-like behavior of Boss Dan.
What stands in front of you now is the genius player who was on stage as a violinist at the age of only sixteen, the first in the second year of Yucai High School in 2016, the first in the regular exam, and the genius player who has a piano talent that has been striking Zhu San - Li Wei.
It's probably such an expansion.
He wanted to cry.
Why is life always targeting him like this?
Every time he is about to become famous, this strange thing happens, which makes people angry?
Is it that difficult to install a 13?
Not so?
It looks quite simple inside?
What about the vicious female supporting role that was agreed to be? What about the scumbag guy and girl who were agreed to be said to be looked down upon?
What is left in his life besides success?
Cried.
Even successfully winning the investment of Boss Dan by nearly one million yuan made him unable to be happy.
Life has no ups and downs, what soul is there?
What happiness can you get in a life that is rising in a straight line?
Sitting in the car going home to Chuanchuan House, Li Wei sighed at the view that flashed outside the window, feeling his helplessness.
I bought some midnight snacks that Mo Ranqiu wanted and brought some food for myself.
Minors cannot drink alcohol.
This is what is required in front of elders.
I only took a few sips when I first clinked my glasses, and then I was taken away and replaced with Coke.
I stubbornly drank Coke in a goblet. Although the color did not seem to be any different from the group of people next to me, the fat house happiness water brought by drinking it was not happiness, but bitterness.
He wanted to cry very much.
The red wine just now tasted very delicious, and it was a top-notch aged red wine.
The taste does not have fresh fruity flavor, and the sourness and aftertaste at the mouth and the fragrance between the lips and teeth all prove its quality and long-lasting vintage.
Leave a guest off.
You have not been born yet, but I have been born as old. You hate me for being born too late, but I hate you for being born too early.
Li Wei couldn't help but beat his chest and stamp his feet, regretting it very much.
Just two years away.
With resentment, I took a detour to the bar not far away and ordered a bottle of champagne, preparing to find Mo Ranqiu to cry about the story of his loss of 100 million today.
Although it is a bit strange that the barbecue is not worthy of Hapi, Mo Ranqiu probably won't mind it, right?
He just wants to drink expensive wine today.
With the light breeze at night, Li Wei returned to her apartment, sent Mo Ranqiu a message saying "I'm downstairs" and took the elevator and walked up.
"Dear! Welcome back!"
Mo Ranqiu has been waiting in the entrance hall for a long time. Although the waiting time is very painful, she doesn't hate this feeling.
There is a feeling that a wife is waiting for her husband to come back at work.
She likes it very much.
“Delicious!!”
Before embracing Li Wei, Mo Ranqiu's nose was the first to smell the smell of flesh on Li Wei's body.
"Well, I bought everything you said."
Li Wei was not dissatisfied or surprised that Mo Ranqiu suddenly moved from welcome to the food from the sudden transfer of his welcome back, after all, the golden retriever was.
It is normal to wait at the door. After walking around for a few rounds, I smelled the smell of meat in my nose, and it was normal to jump around and try to snatch it away.
Li Wei doesn’t understand wine tasting very well. He only knows how to drink it to make himself feel good.
Mo Ranqiu's kitchen is basically a decoration. What he looked like when he came to cook last time and what he looked like now.
Take out two champagne glasses from the cabinet, take out a little ice cubes from the freezer, put them in the cup, open the bottle and pour half a glass of wine, and make two times as usual.
The wine and ingredients that the two of them had a midnight snack were all prepared.
"Dear, did everything go well at today's banquet?" Mo Ranqiu shook his legs and happily ate there with a bunch of chicken.
"Well... it's hard to describe."
Li Wei remembered the pitiful thing about his failure to pretend to behave, and unconsciously sighed after finishing his speech.
"Specific? Is it not going well?"
Listening to Li Wei's words, Mo Ranqiu couldn't help but frowned and was a little worried.
"No, it should be said that the success is almost the same, but it is much worse than expected."
Li Wei complained about his thoughts with Mo Ranqiu, feeling a little aggrieved.
"Ah! I often feel this way!!"
Li Wei, who had resonated with him, looked up instantly and his eyes lit up.
‘Confidant!!’
Although it was not stated clearly, Li Wei's expression also showed that this meaning
"After transferring, the only thing that made me very happy was when the group of yellow-haired men started looking for trouble." Mo Ranqiu began to recall with his chin.
"That fell over the shoulder. Although the arm hurts a little in the end, it feels comfortable."
"But later, no one seemed to come to find fault. It's a pity. These students were too unbearable. The students in Teacher Jiang's studio were also. Some were about the same age as me, and some were older than me. They obviously didn't like me, so why didn't they come to find fault?"
"Every day, except indulging in my dear, there is not even the show that comes to the show."
Mo Ranqiu said, after drinking a glass of champagne, the wine turned into sour tears.
"Sure enough, is this the consequence of being too excellent?"
Li Wei, who had the title of "shameless", blurted out this sentence without any obstacles.
"It's possible, isn't it said that jealousy is a very different emotional command between the two, and if the gap is too big, you won't be jealous and just look up."
"It seems that we are still too good."
The two of them talked without saying a word, ate what was placed on the dining table, drank a lot of wine, and sighed at the various unfairness of this world to the "genius".
"It's really unfair!"
Although champagne is not intoxicating (probably), under the influence of alcohol, Mo Ranqiu's nerves became very excited.
"Even though I have put in a lot of effort, everyone will just sigh, 'This person is a genius', 'Only geniuses can do this kind of thing', and they will not consider that genius is also a human being. They need to work hard behind it. It seems that as long as you have talent, you can do everything."
Mo Ranqiu pouted and expressed dissatisfaction with this.
"This kind of thing does happen!!" Li Wei was deeply moved by this incident, and the same thing happened just now.
After he finished talking about the piano, people of similar age and a group of people in the orchestra whispered to each other, "Wow, this is a genius!", "Is this the poor strength caused by talent?", "It's so terrifying" and other words.
But.
He is not a genius.
He is just a hardcore who can see his proficiency in his skills.
The real genius stood in the audience and clapped silently as he watched his performance. The man not only had the talent that was countless times stronger than him, but also had sweat that he could not imagine.
‘Wow, it’s worthy of being the main accompaniment of Zhu San’s attention. Are geniuses really gathering together?’
To be continued...