Sun Ze Ping sized up Yang Chen and laughed as he asked, "You know how to play the piano too?"
Yang Chen humbly replied, "A little bit."
After all, Sun Ze Ping is a teacher, so Yang Chen wanted to give him so face in front of his students.
Yang Chen was just caught up in the fun at Chairman Zhou’s concert last night, which led him to accept Tang Xia’s request to co and have a chat with them. He had no intention of taking away Sun Ze Ping’s job.
But Sun Ze Ping thought otherwise.
Sun Ze Ping was the teacher hired by Tang Xia and the others to guide them in piano practice. Yang Chen coming to teach them piano would be tantamount to stealing his job, wouldn’t it?
Sun Ze Ping chuckled, "Then why don’t you show us a bit and broaden my horizons?"
Yang Chen quickly replied, "Teacher Sun, you overestimate . I’m just a half-baked player, not daring to show off in front of professionals. I’ll head out first, let Teacher Sun teach them, and I’ll co back to hang out with them afterward."
With that, Yang Chen was about to leave.
Tang Xia said, "Brother Chen, why don’t you go chat with Manager Huang? I’ll co find you once we’re done here."
Yang Chen nodded.
Sun Ze Ping quickly said, "Don’t go! You’ve accepted Tang Xia’s invitation to co and give them pointers on piano. Why would you leave now? Co, play sothing for . As long as you play well, I’ll feel assured leaving them to you. Honestly, I’m quite busy most of the ti and really don’t have much ti to teach them. If there’s soone better than to teach them, I’d be relieved. This opportunity is important for them; you must teach them well."
Yang Chen laughingly replied, "Teacher Sun, you’re really overestimating . I don’t have the qualifications to teach them. You guys go ahead, I have so matters to attend to outside."
Sun Ze Ping smiled as he grabbed Yang Chen’s hand, "Young man, don’t think too much. I really want you to be their teacher, but you have to pass the test from first, understand? Co on, play a piece for ."
Sun Ze Ping forcefully sat Yang Chen down at the piano.
"Co on, play a piece for , let’s see if you’re really as incredible as they’ve said." Sun Ze Ping said with a smile.
Tang Xia said, "Brother Chen, why don’t you just play sothing randomly? Teacher Sun is only doing this for us, don’t take offense."
Yang Chen felt quite helpless, thinking: "You fool, Teacher Sun is obviously upset and wants to give a lesson."
Yang Chen didn’t want to cause anyone to lose their job, so he casually played "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star."
After playing, Yang Chen got up and smiled as he said, "My piano skills are honestly very diocre. Teacher Sun, please don’t make it hard for ."
But Sun Ze Ping was frowning deeply, looking shocked.
Yang Chen wondered, what’s with this guy’s expression?
Tang Xia laughed and said, "Brother Chen, sorry about that, go ahead with what you need to do."
Yang Chen nodded, just about to leave, when Sun Ze Ping grabbed his arm and asked, "Who taught you piano?"
Who taught ?
The system did.
But I can’t say that truthfully.
Yang Chen then made up a lie, "I learned at a training class when I was little, and later on kept practicing by myself, just barely maintaining this standard."
Sun Ze Ping exclaid, "Truly a genius!"
Huh???
Yang Chen looked bewildered, how did this beco genius-level?
I just played "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star," how is that genius-worthy?
Tang Xia: "Teacher Sun, what do you an by that?"
Sun Ze Ping: "Let put it this way, the effect of that ’Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star’ performance, I’ve only heard it from two people. One is Evgeny Kissin, ranked number one in the world today; the other is this young man."
What on earth?
Casually playing a children’s song can be compared to the world’s number one Kissin?
Sir, stop joking, you’re deliberately teasing people, aren’t you?
Yang Chen: "Teacher Sun, stop joking with , how can I compare to Kissin?"
Sun Ze Ping: "Young man, I’m not joking, every word is true. Why is it that the sa song can sound different when different people play it? It’s the result of differing personal abilities. Even if it’s just a simple children’s song, the effect and emotion conveyed by different pianists are entirely different. Initially, I couldn’t believe you could be so remarkable at such a young age, and they addressed you as ’master.’ Now I understand their feelings, you are indeed a master. Tang Xia, I’ll refund your tuition, and let this young man teach you instead."
Tang Xia: "Teacher Sun, no, Brother Chen is just here to have so fun with us, he really doesn’t an anything else."
Sun Ze Ping: "No, no, no, I didn’t misunderstand. This young man’s skill is truly superior, and I think having him teach you will definitely yield better results than I could. Young man, what work are you doing now?"
Yang Chen: "Ride-share driver."
Sun Ze Ping: "What? Ride-share driver? That’s way beneath your talent. Here’s the deal, I’m going to head back to the school to report this to the principal and the office of academic affairs for you to be hired as a teacher at our Hai City Music Academy. With your piano skills, driving rideshare is such a waste of talent!"
After saying this, Sun Ze Ping quickly left.
Yang Chen couldn’t hold him back.
Tang Xia and the others exchanged glances; with their level, they really couldn’t tell what was so special about Yang Chen’s performance of that children’s song, other than it sounded very pleasant, but they couldn’t articulate why.
But even if it was pleasant, did Teacher Sun have to be so excited?
Not only did he compare Yang Chen to the world’s number one Kissin, but also rushed back to school to persuade the academic office to hire Yang Chen as a teacher. Isn’t this a bit too exaggerated?
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