Chen Jing thought she had been humble enough.
Unexpectedly, Gao Shengmei was still not satisfied: "Jing, what do you mean by spare no effort to teach? So you blame us for not trying hard enough because you didn't learn well, right?"
Chen Jing pouted in grievance: "Sister Mei, why do you always talk down on me? Am I that kind of person?"
Gao Shengmei patted Chen Jing's shoulder condescendingly: "Respect your teachers! Do you understand? Now you have to beg for mercy!"
Chen Jing couldn't save face, so she pouted and looked at Jiang Yun, hoping for support: "Sister Yun, I, I really want to learn something from you."
Jiang Yun was happy that Gao Shengmei had thought for her, so she said calmly, "Yeah, I know."
Gao Shengmei didn't care how Chen Jing acted like a spoiled brat. She was older than Chen Jing and her father was half a head taller than Chen Jing's father. She felt it was her duty to teach her a lesson: "I know you really want to learn, I'm just reminding you to be careful with your attitude! If you want to ask her for help, you have to behave like a student. Don't bully her like she's your sister-in-law!"
Chen Jing was embarrassed. She really thought Jiang Yun had an obligation to teach her, but now that she had been exposed, she was speechless: "How dare I bully Sister Yun? My eldest brother will be angry with me!"
Then she acted coquettishly towards Jiang Yun: "Sister Yun, you and Sister Mei, have I ever bullied you?"
Jiang Jun smiled: "I don't know!"
Bullying doesn’t necessarily mean beating, kicking, or verbally scolding people; cold violence is also possible!
Chen Jing's face was a little embarrassed: "Sister Yun!"
Gao Shengmei pointed a finger and said, "Look! Look! You're bullying Jiang! Your tone and expression are wrong! Comrade Chen Jing, I don't think you realize your mistake at all!"
Our deputy director Gao was acting like a bitch, and he was addicted to it. He criticized, attacked, threatened, and accused Chen Jing of many things. Chen Jing couldn't stand it anymore, and her eyes were red: "Sister Mei, Sister Yun is our family. What are you, an outsider, doing here?"
Gao Shengmei simply put her hands on her hips and said, "Who says I'm an outsider? Your attitude is not right. Every proletarian comrade has the obligation to help you improve your understanding!"
He acted as if he was going to take care of this trivial matter.
Jiang Jun spread his hands at Chen Jing, "I'm no better than Sister Mei! I listen to her in everything she says. I've never contradicted her, not even a word!"
This is true. Whenever Jiang Jun stands, Gao Shengmei puts her arm on her shoulders. After all, she is half a head taller than her!
Chen Jing gritted her teeth and bowed her head to admit her mistake: "Sister Mei, I'll do whatever you tell me to do!"
She is humble and doesn't show any airs of a rich girl.
Gao Shengmei exclaimed in amazement: "Jing, you are really a character, you can bend and stretch yourself. I admire you!"
He who knows the times is a hero!
Seriously, this is really Chen Jiarao's advantage, and it is also what Chen Zhong has always taught him - what's the point of having face if you don't have the ability? Completing the task is called ability, and only those with ability are qualified to talk about whether to have face or not.
Gao Shengmei said with the momentum of directing Jiang Shan: "Jing, just watch Jiang play two pieces, and think about how you should ask questions and how to ask Teacher Jiang for advice."
Chen Jing still pouted and said listlessly: "Oh!"
Jiang Jun lowered his head and slid his fingers quickly to check the pitch of the keys. He felt very comfortable. A good piano is a good piano, and the tone can always be maintained at an excellent level!
Finally, he looked up and asked Gao Shengmei: "Sister Mei, what do you want to hear?"
Gao Shengmei shrugged. "You'll play whatever I ask you to play? Fine, then, I'll play your famous piece!"
The so-called famous work is the song "Defend the Yellow River" that Jiang Yun sang to save the day.
To be honest, Jiang Jun was not very satisfied with the results of her playing. Firstly, her back pain affected the strength of her hands. Secondly, the music score was different and did not match the score she remembered. She relied entirely on improvisation to get by.
Afterwards, she, who suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder about perfection, played the song "Defending the Yellow River" countless times in her heart and mind until she was satisfied.
Without Gao Shengmei, the song she wanted to play most was "Defending the Yellow River".
The fingers pressed down, the piano music rang out, and there was no other movement on the stage.
Jiang Jun closed his eyes, immersed in his own melody, resonating with the sound of the piano.
The passionate and beautiful melody not only intoxicated Gao Shengmei and Chen Jing, but also attracted other actors from the art troupe who were practicing singing and dancing.
After the song was finished, it took a long time before everyone applauded in unison.
This song should be on there!
Gao Shengmei exclaimed, "My dad's description really isn't comprehensive enough. Jiang, after you finished playing this piece, it's not just like I've lost the taste of meat, I feel like I can't hear any other sounds anymore! All I can hear is the howling wind, the whistling horses, and the roaring Yellow River!"
Chen Jing choked up and sniffed, "It's so beautiful! Sister Yun, I guess I can't play to your level, right?"
Jiang Jun smiled and said, "Of course I can! Playing the piano is nothing special, it just comes down to practice!"
Gao Shengmei exaggeratedly shouted, "What do you mean by practice makes perfect? If playing the piano were so easy, who would still farm?"
This metaphor is neither fish nor fowl, it doesn't make sense, but it also seems to make sense.
Jiang Jun suppressed his laughter and said, "Sister Mei, what else do you want to hear?"
Gao Shengmei waved her hands in circles and said, "If I listened to this record at home, I would have to listen to it over and over again, over and over again, a hundred times!"
Jiang Yun personally didn't like repetition: "Then I'll play two more songs you haven't heard before!"
It was impossible to play music that was too soft or too romantic in that era, so Jiang Yun played two fast-paced cavalry marches and a Turkish march.
Chen Jing was so excited that she couldn't lift her head. She buried her face in her hands and cried silently. She had only listened to records of such songs when she and her mother were secretly hiding in the bedroom.
Gao Shengmei stood aside, speechless, trying her best to hold back the tears that were bursting out, and clenched her fists tightly.
Jiang Jun sighed softly. Beautiful melodies can always evoke resonance of beauty and resonate with the heart. He casually began to play "Liuyang River" on the piano.
As the music was played, someone began to hum along with the melody.
In the end, it became Jiang Yun's impromptu accompaniment of the chorus "Liuyang River".
Jiang Jun actually didn't want to be in the spotlight, so he winked at Gao Shengmei and politely asked all the members of the art troupe to leave.
Jiang Lan was also among them, but this time she was well-behaved and did not take the initiative to greet her sister. Instead, she quietly walked outside with the crowd.
Jiang Jun actually didn't want to be in the spotlight, so he winked at Gao Shengmei and politely asked all the members of the art troupe to leave.
Jiang Lan was also among them, but this time she was well-behaved and did not take the initiative to greet her sister. Instead, she quietly walked outside with the crowd.
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