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A group of people walked into the classroom. This music classroom is very large, with more than a dozen rows of stepped tables and chairs, two pianos in front, and some electronic appliances.

"I'll test you first."

Huang Ye sat in front of a piano: "You pay attention."

He reached out and played a slow, graceful tune for about a minute before he stopped.

"Did the tune just now sound good?"

He asked Meng Huo, and Meng Huo nodded, "It's okay."

He didn't know how to judge the excellence of a piece of piano music, but it sounded good.

Huang Ye stood up: "Okay then, sit down and play the tune again."

"Teacher Huang Ye, aren't you going too far!" Wang Hai took a step forward, his expression a little uneasy, and asked, "How do you make a person who has no music education memorize such a long tune? "

He was a little angry, Huang Ye was obviously changing ways to reject Meng Huo.

"I said I don't teach people who don't have a musical background." Huang Ye was full of arrogance, and he didn't buy the account of the director of academic affairs: "He is already sixteen years old. If he doesn't have talent, why should I teach alone? A talented kid goes through the back door, and if he wants to learn from me, he has to prove his ability."

"However." He snorted coldly and then explained: "I don't expect him to do it 100% well, as long as he can play it well, I can agree."

"How could it be possible to play almost the same!"

Wang Hai was even more angry. The piece lasted for a minute, and he could only remember the general melody after listening to it. Meng Huo didn't even understand the corresponding notes on the piano keyboard, so it was impossible to play it again.

Alice was also a little embarrassed: "Mr. Huang Ye, can you play it twice, it's too embarrassing."

She knew that Meng Huo's memory was very good, but Huang Ye didn't explain in advance, who would read his gestures? If he could play it twice more, maybe Meng Huo would be able to repeat it almost.

"..."

Thinking about it, Huang Ye blamed himself for not making it clear just now: "Okay, I'll play it again, this time your eyes and ears should be clearer."

He sat down and was about to play when Meng Huo suddenly made a sound.

"No, I can play again."

All three of them froze, wondering if they had heard it wrong.

"What did you say?" Wang Hai opened his eyes wide: "Meng Huo, don't try to be brave, how could you do this!"

"I didn't try to be brave, I can play it again." Meng Huo looked at Huang Ye, who sneered secretly, he was really a child who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. But he was so happy, he stood up: "Then you play."

"Meng Huo..."

Alice was a little worried.

"fine."

Meng Huo comforted, sat down, and put his hands on the piano keyboard.

"Um?"

Huang Ye was slightly startled. He found that Meng Huo had placed his hand in the correct position. It was exactly where he had raised his hand just now. It turned out that the boy had carefully read his gestures.

But Meng Huo put his hands there but didn't make a move for a long time. He closed his eyes and frowned slightly, as if he was recalling the order of Huang Ye's moves.

Wang Hai and Alice raised their hearts, while Huang Ye shook his head in his heart. The tune he played was not fast, but the amount of one minute was enough to make newcomers feel dizzy. Even those children with basic skills had to teach them several times to learn. ,

The more Meng Huo wanted to recall, the more complicated it became.

However, after half a minute, Meng Huo opened his eyes and his face became confident.

In fact, he didn't particularly remember Huang Ye's hand movements at first, but he could recall what came into his eyes. Now he has extracted the movements of Huang Ye's hands in his mind and figured out the sequence of pressing the keys.

However, if it is clear, it is the big question whether it can be ejected.

People who have never played the piano are clumsy even if they align with the music score, and it is difficult to use their hands well. Meng Huo can only cheat and use the air mass in his brain.

He slowly poured the air mass into his hand, and soon felt that the control of his fingers was more flexible than usual. In this mode, he could do things that he couldn't do normally. Of course, the air mass would keep disappearing, so Meng Huo had to hurry up.

"Clang~"

The piano played the first note under his hands, and then the second and third notes gradually became smooth from the initial stiffness. Meng Huo couldn't adjust the volume. The loud sound made people feel uncomfortable, but the tune was similar to Huang Ye's. Play the same.

About two minutes later, Meng Huo finished the last note with his hand, and the classroom was silent.

"Successful?"

Wang Hai was dumbfounded. Could it be that Meng Huo is a musical genius?

"call……"

Alice breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was surprised, she had been with Meng Huo for so long and was mentally prepared for this situation.

Only Huang Ye, his heart screamed impossible! This is of course impossible. A person who says he has never studied music can play a piece of piano music that he has only heard once. This kind of talent is rare in the world. Huang Ye believes that even the top domestic musicians cannot do this when they are learning piano.

"how did you do that!"

Huang Ye strode over and grabbed Meng Huo's shoulder: "Have you heard this piece of music before? Or where have you played the piano?"

After saying this, Huang Ye was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered that this piece of music was made by him at will, and no one would know about it in advance.

Let's put it this way—is the child in front of him... an unprecedented musical genius?

Meng Huo's shoulders hurt a little, he frowned slightly: "Don't hold me down, I said that I have never played the piano, if you don't believe it, forget it, I will learn from others."

He just wanted to deal with it casually, so that the future would have an excuse to come up with songs from his previous life, whichever teacher was the same. Moreover, Huang Ye was so rude that Meng Huo wanted to move his hand away.

But before he made a move, Huang Ye took the initiative to move his hands: "Hold, sorry, I didn't hurt you!"

The middle-aged musician's eyes suddenly became hot, his face flushed, and his attitude changed drastically.

"Your name is Meng...Meng Huo, right?" He said carefully, "No problem, I will teach you the piano, no, I should say please let me teach you the piano!"

"You are definitely a musical genius. How can an ordinary teacher be qualified to teach you? Let me do it!"

Huang Ye turned around a little excitedly, and held Alice's hand: "Girl Xu, I've decided to teach this child, and the tuition is free."

Then he looked at Wang Hai again and said, "Director Wang, you just said that this kid is the top three in the grade, right? Oh, don't let him study, it's definitely a waste of musical talent to let him be with those ordinary kids. If you put him here, I can teach a top pianist in two years."

"..."

Wang Hai's brain couldn't keep up with the changes in the situation. What's going on, Meng Huo suddenly became a sweet potato?

But Huang Ye's expression was too excited, which made Meng Huo on the side frown slightly, and had to interrupt: "Sorry, Teacher Huang, I can't study for too long."

He said calmly, "Also, I'm only free on Wednesday."

His main business is comics, music is only secondary, and Meng Huo found that learning the piano is not difficult for him, and he may be able to play around in a short time.