Dig a ton of gold

Chapter Eighty Five

Shi Ming did not explain too much about Tian Fuwei's doubts.

Explain that Tian Fuwei would not believe it.

"Tian Fuwei, just wait for me here."

After speaking, stand up and walk towards the background.

People are all looking forward to the end, how can there be any reason to be afraid of the end?

Tian Fuwei came out with me, and he dared to confess to Tian Fuwei in front of him, just not giving him face!

This tone, when Ming couldn't bear it.

Compared to others, buddies may be persuaded, but better than singing, I will accompany you to the end!

Table 36.

Ding Chunxiang frowned suspiciously when he saw Shi Ming's behavior.

What is this kid doing?

Is it possible to become Tian Fuwei, going to a showdown with the guy on the stage?

Gee!

It's great to be young!

You can fight for love!

At this time,

The song is over.

The whole rose restaurant suddenly burst into applause.

Amidst the applause, Zhang Tianjun looked in the direction where Tian Fuwei was and smiled and said: "Tian Fuwei, promise to be with me? I will always be nice to you!"

"Together!"

"Together!"

"..."

The customers around booed.

at this time,

Shi Ming walked onto the stage and came to Zhang Tianjun.

Seeing when to call, the surrounding customers suddenly started talking in surprise.

"I'm going! Isn't this guy the kid sitting next to Tian Fuwei?"

"He won't be Tian Fuwei's boyfriend? Is this going up to fight?"

"Impossible, who would dare to fight in the Rose Restaurant? This kid doesn't want to sing too, right?"

"It's possible! But the young man sang so well just now. Now this young man is going up, isn't this looking for abuse?"

"..."

Instead, it was Tian Fuwei at table 33.

She was in a bad mood and wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

But now seeing when Ming actually stood up for him, and even ran on the stage, not knowing him, Tian Fuwei suddenly felt warm, and looked forward to when Ming could do something.

on the stage.

Zhang Tianjun saw when he cried, raised his eyebrows, took the microphone and asked: "Are you the kid who broke the public?"

When to call: "..."

Open public T?

Hearing Zhang Tianjun's words, many people present laughed heartily.

Open public T, soak in school flowers?

Not to mention the poor people who drive the public T cars, but the public T cars really can’t handle it, plagiarism, gas tigers, and so on.

Zhang Tianjun smiled and continued: "What? You saw me confessing to Tian Fuwei, you're just too angry? Want to come up and challenge me? I'm extremely welcome."

When did Ming shook his head and said: "I don't like fighting or something, I just want to say, your singing is really terrible, don't be embarrassed in front of so many people in the future!"

Tian Fuwei's mouth twitched when she heard this.

When does this sound!

She thought that when she was on the stage, she would directly announce that she was his girlfriend and would not allow Zhang Tianjun to hit her attention.

In the end, when did Ming just say that Zhang Tianjun sang badly?

The song Zhang Tianjun sang can't be described as ugly, right?

"Haha..."

Zhang Tianjun suddenly laughed when he heard the words of when to sing: "You said I sing badly? Laozi Tangtang Conservatory of the top three top students, you make me sing badly?"

at the same time,

Other people present also shook their heads and began to whisper.

"I thought what this kid would do when he came up, he was just saying that the other party sang badly."

"The art academy ranks in the top three, singing bad?"

"I really laughed at me! Isn't this the type of a dead duck with a hard mouth?"

"..."

Zhang Tianjun said with a sneer: "What's the ability to just speak with your mouth? You can sing better than me! As long as you sing better than me, I will leave immediately!"

When do you chuckle?

Then he turned and waved his hand in the direction of the backstage.

Immediately afterwards,

A huge black piano fell out of it.

"piano?"

Zhang Tianjun frowned and said, "Can you play?"

Not just him,

Other people present also raised their eyebrows, including Tian Fuwei, all frowned.

When did Ming get someone to push a piano over?

You are better than singing. Even if you sing badly, it can be said to be courageous!

What are you doing with a piano?

Is it possible that you can still sing and play?

Piano is not a guitar. If you practice the guitar for a month or two, you will be able to play it in a decent way.

But the piano, without a few years of effort, would be impossible to pop up anything!

Don't worry if you sing badly. If you add the piano sound like a broken gong, are you going to laugh everyone to death?

Tian Fuwei covered her eyes with her hand, and she didn't dare to watch any more.

What a shame...

on the stage.

In the face of doubts from other people around, Shi Ming did not explain.

In fact, he was a little bit ignorant in his heart, because he had never touched a piano since he was a child!

I haven't touched it once, not even the keyboard.

The reason why I dare to ask the hotel to prepare the piano for him is entirely out of trust in the system!

Master piano technique!

Singer singing skills!

The export of the system must be a fine product, and it cannot be a waste product!

He took a deep breath, walked to the front of the piano, opened the piano cover, and sat down.

When the hand touched the piano keys, countless fingerings and techniques popped up in his mind, but they weren't messy, but very organized, just like these things had been completely imprinted in his mind.

This is an instinct integrated with the soul!

He put his hands on the keys and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he only feels that he is instantly integrated with the piano. The piano is him, he is the piano, regardless of each other.

Rose Restaurant on the second floor.

Inside an office.

The female host wearing a cheongsam is standing respectfully in front of the French windows. Beside her, there is a man in her fifties with golden eyes.

"interesting."

The man with golden silk eyes pushed his eyes and asked the cheongsam woman next to him: "Yuejuan, your piano has reached level ten, do you think this kid can play the piano?"

He is the owner of Rose Restaurant and his name is Cao Zongping.

"Definitely not, he doesn't even know what the pillars of the piano are, and he probably hasn't understood the piano at all! But it's true that this kid is rich, so he will give us 10,000 yuan directly!" Yang Yuejuan replied.

Cao Zongping nodded and said: "Give the money, just let them play! It is also considered free to show other guests! After the meeting is over, you will go over and apologize to the customers. After all, not all guests like the excitement!

Yang Yuejuan was about to answer,

At this moment, the corner of her eyes suddenly turned to the background of when she was sitting in front of the piano on the stage in the middle of the restaurant.

next moment,

Her face suddenly changed, and she exclaimed: "This...he...how is this possible!"