Chapter 133
The decoration of a house seemed very old-fashioned to Jiang He. Lao Mo, together with Zhou Fengxian and Chai Kefu, found a window facing the backyard of the Yanyuan community.
Looking at the blooming scenery in the backyard, Tchaikovsky was not in a good mood at all. He glanced at Jiang He through Zhou Fengxian and found that his attention was on the piano in the middle. A girl with a delicate appearance was playing Beethoven's Serenade. Although the tone was not the best, it was still acceptable.
"Mr. Jiang, what do you think of this music?" Tchaikovsky turned the cup of tea in his hand and smiled.
Jiang He then retracted his gaze towards the piano, and saw that the other party was staring at the girl sitting on the piano with a very serious attitude. Jiang He raised his eyebrows slightly, "To me, this is a very good song, but in the eyes of experts, this girl's skills are still far from being up to par, like Mr. Loki?"
"Oh?" Tchaikovsky picked up the wine glass beside him and took a sip. "How did you know that?"
"Because when he talked about the 16th, 17th, 28th, and 32nd nodes, you frowned a total of seven times. In addition, you mentioned musicals to me before, so I think you must be a person who is proficient in music." Jiang He said with a very sure look in his eyes.
Chaikova's admiration for Jiang He's wife grew, so a smile appeared on his face.
Jiang He looked at Tchaikovsky's expression and said, "I don't know, am I right?"
After hearing what Jiang He said, Tchaikovsky said, "You still say you don't understand music? You can even tell the wrong syllables played by that girl accurately. I guess you were lying to me before."
"Hey, what do you two mean?" The girl who was playing the piano before came in front of the three people, and said angrily, "You said I played a few wrong places just now, do you have any evidence?"
"You didn't learn the skills of a pianist, but you did learn the temperament of a pianist. Sigh!" Before Jiang He could say anything, Zhou Fengxian finally put down the cup in his hand, looked at the girl and said, "With your skills, you can't even fool an amateur!"
The girl didn't mean to talk to him, but looked at Jiang He, "I'm talking to you, but you let others speak for you and act like a coward? It seems that you just spoke without restraint, why don't you slap yourself twice, and I won't bother you anymore."
Jiang He listened to the girl's words, frowned and sneered, "Before your master played the piano at home, did he teach you how to behave? You feel embarrassed in this place after learning only a little bit?" He glanced in Tchaikovsky's direction, "If you really listen to what we say, you should know who brought up this topic, or what you want to show in front of certain people?"
In this era, people love their country and their country, and naturally they also worship foreign things. What kind of people would Jiang He encounter when he started his own business in his previous life? The girl in front of him always looks at people with a hint of evaluation. When she came over just now, she just glanced at Chai Kefu lightly, and when she fell on Zhou Fengxian, she first glanced at the clothes he was wearing, and then when she saw the ring on his ring finger, her eyes showed pity.
When he looked at his face, jealousy flashed across his face, but he was caught clearly by him, and he knew that the other party wanted to intimidate him, but some people did not quite understand what role they played in this.
After hearing what Jiang He said, the girl realized that everyone in the restaurant was paying attention to this side, and her expression became even uglier. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"My girl, your piano playing is really bad. When others point out your shortcomings, you should listen with an open mind. Haven't you heard that there is always a teacher among three people?" Zhou Fengxian said slowly.
"You——!" The girl was about to speak when a man in a suit came in from behind and grabbed her wrist. "Shuyuan, what are you doing?"
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