My Little Mom is the Richest

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Zhou Zewen, that is, the man in his thirties who was annoying to talk, he still said in a neutral tone when he heard the words: "It's nothing interesting, just tell the truth. I know you don't like to hear it, But there is no way, people don’t like to listen to the truth. No matter how good you are at blowing flute, so what? Can it compare with piano? Heh.”

At the end, he sneered, the sarcasm and disdain evident.

A man who was a little hypocritical with him said in a deep voice, "Ah Wen, please stop talking."

"Zhou Zewen, right? I have long heard that you are a young genius. You participated in the municipal piano competition at the age of 10 and won the first prize. At the age of 13, you played piano music at the provincial government's dinner party. He was specially recruited by Ston University of Music, and has been studying in the school since then. He returned to China at the age of 23 and joined the Huaxia Music Association. He became the youngest piano master and one of the youngest members of the association. To be honest, I Although you are the vice president of the Huaxia Music Association, this is the first time I've seen you."

The person who spoke was a fair-skinned and beautiful woman in her thirties. Her name was Liu Yingying, and she was one of the vice presidents of the Huaxia Music Association.

Her tone was cold, her expression was indifferent, and she couldn't see any emotion, but everyone could hear the awe in her words.

"Although you are a young genius, your character is really disgusting."

Zhou Zewen smiled and said, "I told you, it's just telling the truth."

Tong Qu waved his hands and laughed: "It's okay President Liu, what he said... Well, it is indeed true. Xiao is a classical instrument. Although it is beautiful, it is indeed not comparable to the status of the piano in the music industry..."

Liu Yingying sighed, and was about to speak again, when Zhang Shaohua hurried out to smooth things over: "Okay, everyone, stop arguing, we are all insiders, this time we are here to appreciate music, there is no need to make trouble .”

Brother Dong snorted coldly: "I don't have such a good mentality to taste music with a person with such a bad personality. Kong has all the skills but has bad morals. What is the difference between such a person and trash?"

Zhou Zewen sneered: "It's better than an old waste who has not achieved much in his old age."

"What did you say!" Brother Dong was furious, and stood up abruptly. The stool under him was knocked away by a distance, and there was a harsh sound as it rubbed against the ground.

The others didn't expect the atmosphere to become so tense all of a sudden, but their feelings towards Zhou Zewen got worse and worse, and even Tong Qu, who was always smiling, frowned this time. Zhang Shaohua sighed, and didn't come forward to smooth things over. He could see that Zhou Zewen was sincerely disgusting everyone this week.

"Don't even think about fighting when you are young, Dong Qing, right? I heard that you are a famous pianist in China, and your strength is infinitely close to that of a piano master. How about it? If you don't agree with me, you can compare. If I lose , just take back what you said just now, and apologize to Tongqu, if you lose...hehe, if you lose, you lose, and I didn't want to ask you anything, the most is that your skills are not as good as mine." Zhou Zewen had a sneer on his face, eyes full of Is disdainful.

Brother Dong was furious at first, but he didn't think of doing anything, it's just that the anger in his heart couldn't be restrained, now that Zhou Zewen said that, he couldn't have guessed anything else, so he shouted: "Oh, good! Don't think that you can be defiant because you are young and promising, today I will teach you what it means to have a foundation!"

Zhou Zewen didn't take it seriously, and spread his hand towards the piano beside him.

Brother Dong strode over and sat on the small stool in front of the piano, with a pair of slender hands resting on the keys. He is not too young now, there are some creases on his face, and his skin is also aging, but his hands are very well maintained, slender and white and greasy, like the hands of a boy in his twenties.

He sat in front of the piano, said nothing, closed his eyes slightly, and the originally irritable mood quickly calmed down. Everyone who looked over seemed to feel something called "realm" at this moment. Brother Dong is forty-five this year. He is a well-known pianist in China. In the music industry, not everyone can be called a piano master. Although Brother Dong has enough experience and background, his strength is always weaker. I am not too young, so I can only stop here.

But even so, his strength should not be underestimated.

Finally, one key was pressed by him, and then the second key.

The melodious melody emerges from the piano, light and pleasant.

"It's "To Allure"."

"This song is really good. It was uploaded on the Internet some time ago, and it has been popular for a long time."

"President Liu and Tongtong seem to like this song a lot, don't they?"

"Yes, I intend to invite the original author to join the Huaxia Music Association, but it's a pity that I don't know who the original author is."

"Me too, I want to ask him to make a song, and I want to write lyrics for this piece to make a song, but I haven't been able to find the original author."

"The original author must be a talented person. I have seen that video. The playing skills are very superb, and the technique is very characteristic, and the tune is also very distinctive. It deserves the word amazing."

"It's no wonder it's called "To Qingcheng". After all, Mu Qingcheng is an international piano master. If he can play a piece of music to her, he must be not good enough."

"Listen quietly. Brother Dong likes this song very much. After listening to it at first, he was shocked. He would listen to it several times a day. I listened to it once a few days ago, and I played it even better this time."

"Hmph, it's enough to make Zhou Zewen shut up."

Everyone was listening to this piece of music seriously. The melodious melody filled the antique hall, and even Wen Wanrou was fascinated by it. She turned her head and looked at Mu Qiu. She wanted to praise that uncle, but when she saw Mu Qiu Qiu's expression was a little subtle.

She asked, "Mu Qiu, what's the matter with you?"

"...It's nothing, this uncle plays well." He said casually.

"Yeah, I think so too." Wen Wanrou said with a smile: "I also watched the video of the original author playing the piano some time ago. He played really well. I like this piece very much. I heard that the player's The identity has always been a mystery, and I don’t know what kind of person it will be.”

Mu Qiu hooked the corner of his mouth: "It should be handsome."

Wen Wanrou tilted her head, it was the first time she heard Mu Qiu praise others so generously.

Soon, Brother Dong finished playing "To Allure", and the music slowly ended. His fingers were calmly placed on the keys, and then he opened his eyes with a confident smile on his face.

"It's your turn." He got up and returned to his original position, and looked at Zhou Zewen with hostility in his eyes.

Zhou Zewen smiled nonchalantly, got up and walked to the piano and sat down. He didn't see any movement to adjust his state, and started playing as soon as he moved his fingers.

To everyone's surprise, he also played "To Allure".

Using the same tune to fight, if he wins, it will be a complete slap in the face of Dong Ge. Dong Ge was so angry that his face turned red. Zhou Zewen is really not a thing this week. If he wins by playing other songs, Dong Ge can still accept it, but he will be angry for a few days. But if he is defeated on the same song, Then he will lose face.

Others are also aware of this, but Zhou Zewen is even more aware that this is what he wants. . ,,.