The vocal room was empty, and there was only Professor Zhang Ming. He was sitting in front of the piano, his fingers rising and falling, and the piano sounded light and cheerful.

Zhang Ming heard the footsteps and looked at Qin Yang who was walking in. A two-smile appeared on his face, but his fingers still did not pause.

About two minutes later, Zhang Ming completely finished playing the song, then withdrew his hand and turned around with a smile.

"Qin Yang, how do you think I play?"

Qin Yang smiled slightly and said politely: "I play very well, but my level is limited and I can't evaluate it... Are you Professor Zhang?"

Zhang Ming looked at Qin Yang and suddenly smiled and said, "Are young people nowadays as modest as you?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I'm not modest, but to be honest, although I play the piano well, I know my level. Compared with Professor Zhang, it's too different."

Zhang Ming looked at Qin Yang and became more interested in Qin Yang. Although Qin Yang spoke very politely and had a smile on his face, the worldly Zhang Ming could still clearly feel Qin Yang's calmness and neither humble nor arrogant.

Zhang Ming pointed to the stool next to him and smiled and said, "Sit down, don't be restrained."

Qin Yang sat down and asked with a smile: "Professor Zhang is looking for me, is there anything wrong?"

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "I listened to your piano solo that day, and I think you played very well, so I want to talk to you."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Professor Zhang has been too much award. It was originally performed by my classmate. She was temporarily sick and could not play. I just went up and made up the numbers."

Zhang Ming asked curiously: "Who did you learn your piano from?"

Qin Yang smiled and replied, "I learned it from my master."

"master?"

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment: "Is it the teacher's intention?"

Qin Yang said, "It's almost the same, but he is not a teacher in the school, but a master I have been worshipping since he was a child. He has taught me since he was a child. He taught me a lot of things, not just music..."

Zhang Ming said oh, with a look of disappointment. He originally considered accepting Qin Yang as his disciple, but now he found that Qin Yang actually had a master. Qin Yang played the piano so well, so it is conceivable that his master must be even more powerful.

"Your master must be very good at music. What's his name? Is he a person in the music industry?"

Qin Yang shook his head and said, "My master is not involved in the music circle, he just knows how to play music."

Play music?

Well, there are indeed many musical geeks in this world. They are not keen on fame and fortune, but they really like music and are really "playing music".

Zhang Ming asked unwillingly: "How long have you been studying music?"

Qin Yang recalled: "After a while, four or five years, I have to learn a lot, and I don't spend too much time on music. Because I have learned too much, I can only make up the numbers now and I can't get on the table."

Four or five years!

Zhang Ming was shocked. He originally thought that Qin Yang had practiced the piano since he was a child and had only reached this level now, but he was only four or five years old?

What's more, when Qin Yang heard that he was practicing the piano, he was not learning persistently, but intermittently. While learning the piano, he was still learning something else!

Zhang Ming's vision became brighter and brighter. He was an expert in the music industry. Naturally, he knew very well how much effort it would take for an ordinary person to reach Qin Yang. It would definitely not be achieved in four or five years.

Qin Yang has achieved this, which can only explain one problem: Qin Yang is very talented in music!

Zhang Ming became more and more sure of his inference. Qin Yang in front of him was a piece of uncensored jade. With a little bit of polishing, he would surely shine with dazzling brilliance.

"Which song is the most difficult one you can play now?"

Qin Yang thought about it: "As long as there is a music score, I can basically play it, but if I play those songs that are too difficult, the charm and feeling will be much worse."

Zhang Ming opened his eyes wide and stared at Qin Yang with suspicion: "Can you play?"

Qin Yang looked at Zhang Ming who seemed very interested in him, thinking in his mind that the other party would not really want to accept him as a disciple, didn’t he already say that he had a master?

Qin Yang's thoughts turned and he replied affirmatively: "Can play."

If you act stronger and say that you have a master's guidance, then the other party shouldn't have any ideas anymore, right?

"You can play the top ten difficult piano music in the world?"

Well, should you do this so fiercely?

As soon as you start, you asked about the top ten difficult piano music?

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment and nodded, "You can only bounce it down, but I don't know if it sounds good or not."

Zhang Ming's eyes widened a little longer. He heard Qin Yang play any song, but he actually didn't believe it, so he casually asked about the top ten difficult piano music in the world, trying to prove that Qin Yang's words were moisture. Who knew that Qin Yang could barely play it!

The top ten difficult piano music in the world!

That's what many pianists can't play. Qin Yang actually said he could play it?

Is this true or false?

"Can you play Liszt's ghost fire?"

Qin Yang's eyes widened slightly twice. Is this really a big move right from the beginning?

Liszt's "12 Super Skills Etudes" is a daunting piano etude in the entire history of piano. This super Skills Etude Ghost Fire has a strange and difficult dual-tone skill. It is called the most difficult etude. It is not only tricky in technology, but also has to be played lightly and interestingly to be convincing.

Zhang Ming actually let himself shoot ghost fire as soon as he came up?

Qin Yang actually doesn’t want to play it very much. Why? It’s so tiring to play such a song. His hands are like sucking chicken feet. It’s simply a scattering hand. It’s strange if you’re not tired at super high speed.

Although ghost fire is not as hard as the most difficult "The Third Piano Concerto" and is not as physically exhausting as him, it is not much better. A pianist commented that playing the Third Piano Concerto once was like shoveling ten tons of coal. You can imagine how tired it is.

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment and nodded, "If there is a music score, you can play it."

I was so awesome just now, but now I want to say that I can’t play, wouldn’t it be a slap in the face?

Well, there are no outsiders here anyway, just play it, it will be ugly, anyway, Zhang Ming is the only listener.

Zhang Ming stood up suddenly, gave up his seat, staring at Qin Yang with a fiery look: "My phone will help you tune out the music score. Can you play it for me?"

Having said that, Qin Yang naturally couldn't say he wouldn't play, so he just said, "Okay, but he played very poorly. Professor Zhang, don't mind."

"I don't mind, I don't mind, you play, I'll help you turn the music score!"

Zhang Ming said with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and quickly found the music score of Guihuo, magnified it a little and placed it in front of Qin Yang. He also stood beside him, ready to help Qin Yang turn the music score at any time.
Chapter completed!