Chapter 130 The Piano of the Steel

The sycamore in June is scattered with the thick phoenix feathers. In such a throbbing summer season, the wind is breeze. The white sneakers in the diary are painted with colored chalk, neon, and the scattered is a bicycle lover-like storyline...

Whether it is the original "secret" in Wang Qibu's memory or the "secret" that Wang Qibu is currently filming, the piano is second only to the central connotation and important props for all the storytelling methods. It can even be said that the piano is the soul of the whole movie.

"The plot of this piano fight is indeed very exciting. But the question is, should we find a professional talent to shoot?" Liu Ji'an solicited Wang Qibu's opinions in a small meeting lent to the crew of "secret". Although after the conversation that day, Liu Ji'an still joked as usual about the various situations that Wang Qibu had during the filming of the movie (well, maybe Wang Qibu himself would think it is more appropriate to use sarcasm here). However, the intensity of the teasing and the expression of the teasing were significantly improved compared to the previous unscrupulousness. And as it seems, Wang Qibu's opinions gradually began to be asked about Wang Qibu's opinions in the filming of the film.

"Well, the ancestor's proposal is very constructive. I personally think that I should find a professional with excellent skills to be my opponent. Let's say hello to my vocal master and ask him to help us find someone who meets the above requirements." After taking a sip of the cool-relieving mung bean soup sent from Chenhui canteen, Wang Qibu, who deeply agrees with Liu Ji'an's suggestions, said.

"Ahem, Mr. Wang, have you misunderstood what I mean? I mean to find a professional to complete the performances that require superb skills on your behalf." Liu Ji'an, who was almost choked by mung bean soup, said. Of course, in order to make this passage sound more tactful, he also specially added the annotation of "needing superb skills". Sure enough, after learning about Wang Qibu's real background, even Bodhi Patriarch could not be as calm as before.

"Dear Grape, I think there is no need for this at all. You should believe in my ability. Haven't I told you that I am very good at playing the piano?" Wang Qibu, who almost never uses formal names such as "director" and "teacher" to Liu Ji'an, was called out this time that even made countless fans of "Big Talk".

"Frankly, Mr. Wang, I really don't understand piano very much. I also believe that you should have accepted piano learning since childhood because of your family environment. However, I heard my assistant explain the difficulty of the piano music in the script to me. So, do you see if we are looking for a more professional person to complete it?" Liu Ji'an continued to persuade him, and then thought of something in the middle and said, "And please don't worry, Mr. Wang, we will work hard on editing the movie. I can guarantee you that when the movie is released, no audience will see that those songs are not played by you."

"Well, I'm not bored to the extent you imagined. I think if you knew that my aunt was the youngest piano professor at the Vienna Conservatory of Music and when I was less than three or four years old, she said she was the greatest musical genius she knew. Even that guy named Chopard should have been jealous of my talent, she would not have thought about this." Wang Qibu explained a fact helplessly and extremely seriously.

"You are a genius, I don't doubt this anymore..." Obviously, Liu Ji'an said a half-dozen thing. He believed that the Prime Minister's daughter was teaching at the Viana Conservatory of Music. He even believed that the professor did say this to his nephew more than ten years ago. But he believed that such words were more encouragement and had little practical significance. However, since Wang Qibu said so, it would be difficult for him to continue to object, so let him try it. With Wang Qibu's personality who likes to pursue perfection, he believes that if the results are not ideal at that time, he will accept his opinions in the end.

Just as the director was not optimistic, the shooting of the piano fighting began.

"Today, our new classmates are going to challenge Yuhao. It's really awesome! Can we all give him some applause?" The ice cream in the original story, but now the senior who has been changed to the wrong popsicle by Wang Qibu, began his unprofessional sensationalism.

The camera cuts to the corner, where Liu Yundai and Xu Ruoxun are.

"What are they doing?" Xiaoyu asked Yiyi.

"You don't know about the piano fighting?" Yiyi asked back.

This is the first time between the two heroines in this film. I can't tell much depth, but I can still smell the extremely secret smell of gunpowder in the air. How could Liu Ji'an, who has seen countless people, not know about this situation, but he didn't say anything. First, it's naturally not his turn to be an outsider to take care of these things. Second, I can evilly guess that he was even more happy about the effect of the film. Well, damn grapes.

"School girls, do you know who I am?" The popsicle shouted in pain.

"Senior Popsicle." The performances were being performed together. Perhaps most of them were swearing his analges in his heart.

"Very good, senior Yuhao is sitting here. Do you know what his nickname is?" Popsicle continued to ask with a finger.

"Piano Prince." It's very good, because this one has been taken several times.

"That's right, because... there is no song that he can't play, and no one will be his opponent." This guy continued to shout.

The camera then gives Yuhao, and Yuhao gives a confident, proud and contemptuous face.

"Okay! Without further ado, our piano competition has officially begun." Hu Fan was almost done, and the ice popsicle began. Yuhao's fingertips jumped intertwined, and the sound of the piano started, chic and agile.

"Wow, turn the black key into white keys." Yiyi praised Yu Hao's technique.

"New classmate, have you listened carefully just now? Don't you make any mistakes in any note." After the song, the popsicle was arrogant.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't speak. After moving his fingers, the elegant piano began to resound in the classroom. Liu Ji'an, who was sitting behind the monitor without expectation or expecting something, was really surprised.

"Hmph, good! Sure enough, there is no shortage of sound. It seems that it will be a little more difficult." The popsicle said. And as he finished speaking, Chopard's waltz became the master of the artistic atmosphere of the room at this moment.

"Chopin waltz, is it too simple?" The listener said to the sound of the piano and the popsicle. After hearing Yuhao join the DIY, he said, "Yes, I know it's not that simple! Come together." He took the lead in applauding, and then looked at Ye Zhiqiu and said, "Come together."

Ye Zhiqiu stood up.

"I'm asking you to come together, not stand up!" The popsicle said, with some contempt in his eyes. Ye Zhiqiu had to applaud and sit down. He rubbed his face and gave him a little embarrassing smile.

"Is he very cute?" Yiyi said to Xiaoyu when she saw this scene.

Xiaoyu just smiled. She thought proudly in her heart; he hated him most of the time, but not everyone could see him when he was cute.

"Even Chopin himself doesn't know this. You are so lucky. Yuhao's improvisational skills are really amazing! New classmate?" Song Bi, the popsicle provocatively told Ye Zhiqiu.

There is not much suspense. Ye Zhiqiu completed the copy cleanly. In fact, let alone this song he had known in advance, even if he didn't know it, this level of music is difficult for a powerful existence who could rely on copy to become a shadow in someone's heart more than ten years ago.

However, just as Liu Ji'an shouted "Click", the sound of the piano sounded again. The strange tune hit everyone present with strong negative emotions. It roared, he was depressed, it simply and directly vented its deep jokes about the world. The sound of the piano sound was like a turning point.
Chapter completed!