Chapter 942

The tune must be pleasant, but there is a lack of aura. The head of the Sima family keeps his eyes closed, never opens or speaks, and his brow is slightly wrinkled.

When everyone finished playing, the waiter said in a high voice: "this is the end of today's competition. Everyone will go back to have a rest first. Tomorrow's Junior will post the ranking list on the bulletin board at the entrance of the market. The top 50 will enter the second round. I'm sorry for the top 50. Come back next year."

When the crowd dispersed, Rongyue also followed the flow of people. Sima Changfeng caught up with him a few steps and wanted to say goodbye to Chu Yu. However, he was stopped by the attendant: "young master, please come over."

Sima Changfeng had no choice but to go back with his attendants.

Hearing the familiar footsteps coming to his side, the head of Sima's family finally slowly opened his eyes and stared at his son with sharp eyes: "have you practiced piano recently?"

Sima Changfeng nodded quickly: "of course, I have practiced. How can I forget what my father ordered?"

The head of Sima's family snorted coldly, "I'm afraid it's not forgetting, but never paying attention."

"Sima Changfeng dry smile:" where, where things, I have very serious very seriously in practice, really really

The head of the Sima family swept his eyes and said in a cold voice, "I practice piano very seriously, but only play like this?"

"Can't I play well? I can hear everyone say yes. " He said with a smile.

The head of Sima's family murmured: "they said that it's good to praise the ebony. What does it have to do with you?"

Sima Changfeng said with a smile: "no matter how good the ebony is, it's also a dead thing, isn't it? It's mainly because I play well that it can make such a nice sound. Are you right? "

The head of Sima's family didn't bother to argue with him. He simply asked, "do you know Chu Yu?"

Sima Changfeng nodded: "I know. We still drink together at noon. He can't drink enough. He's drunk. When Wu Bo called his name, he was still sleeping."

The head of Sima's family frowned: "can you play so well when drunk? If he's awake, that's good? "

"Sima Changfeng nodded:" yes, he could not see people clearly before. He could play so well when he was drunk. It would be better if he was sober

"How do you know each other? Who is he? Who is the master? "

Sima Changfeng sighed: "we also met by chance. He is from Kyoto. I don't know what the details are. But just now I asked him who his master is. He said that he didn't have a master. He just liked playing the piano, so he played it blindly. He should be fun. Who knows that playing it makes him look like he is now..."

Hearing this, the head of the Sima family was stunned, and then sighed: "it's the same person and the same age. How much energy have I spent teaching you when you look at others and yourself? But where did you learn? If you can have half the skill of Chuyu, I will kowtow to my ancestors. "

Sima Changfeng shrugged: "Dad, you can't talk like this. People have different interests. Chu Yu is naturally fond of playing the piano, so he can learn without a teacher. He can play so well, but I don't like it. You forced me to learn. Can I learn well?"

The head of the Sima family immediately glared round: "what are you talking about? I forced you to learn? Have you forgotten your last name? Have you forgotten your identity? You are the only successor of Sima family. If you don't learn, if you don't learn well, how can you shoulder this responsibility? "