"All the forces in Jing City want to find him!"
"Since you want to be his disciple, you have no choice but to be thick-skinned and block him. It's because your grandfather knew in advance that he was holding an academic seminar here. Others have been looking for him for so long, but I'm afraid they haven't even found out where he is."
He looks friendly and easy to talk to, but his eyes and eyebrows reveal arrogance and dominance.
Jiang Xianrou fell into deep thought, seemingly thinking about what she had said.
Tang Wanru straightened her clothes and said to her slowly, "I heard that the Shen family is also looking for her. The Shen family brought back a niece from outside who also wants to enter Tsinghua University and study piano. Wei Ling is the middleman, wanting to introduce her to Master Nie and get the title of closed disciple."
Jiang Xianrou snorted and laughed, not taking her words to heart, with a disdainful expression: "Where did the Shen family find this random person? They have such a beautiful idea! They didn't even consider whether the person they recommended is qualified enough."
Tang Wanru pulled her shawl disapprovingly, her eyes unfocused: "When Master Nie returned to China, everyone was eager to send their children to his name. You should be very clear about Master Nie's status in the music industry. His disciples are highly watched by the outside world. Those students he taught in his early years have now become powerful. Whether it's for fame or profit, many people want to grab this position."
"If you want to become my disciple, put aside your so-called pride. Otherwise, if you look down on the niece that the Shen family found, who knows, one day she might step on your head and snatch this connection first!"
Her words touched Jiang Xianrou's heart. Jiang Xianrou had always wanted to make a name for herself in the Beijing socialite circle. Now that such a great opportunity was right in front of her, how could she bear to give it up
Hearing this, she put aside her pride, took her mother's arm, and said coquettishly, "I was just talking casually, I didn't say I wouldn't go. Mom, don't worry, I will behave well later."
"Yes. Just think it through yourself." After all, she was her daughter, so Tang Wanru was patient with her. She patted the back of her hand and carefully reminded her, "Behave well when you meet Mr. Nie later. Are you ready for the song I asked you to prepare?"
Jiang Xianrou smiled, shook her phone, and said confidently: "Don't worry, I recorded the song in my phone. When I see Mr. Nie, I will find a chance to play it for him! This song is the one I won the award for in the Piano Association this time. The teacher said it was good after listening to it. Mr. Nie will definitely be satisfied after listening to it."
Tang Wanru knew that she was good at piano, so she was relieved. She hummed and said with regret, "In fact, Mr. Nie's greatest skill is not piano. He can play piano, violin, and saxophone, but he still plays konghou. You know he is the inheritor of konghou. I heard that Mr. Nie was looking for someone to inherit his craft a few years ago, but there was no news afterwards. I don't know if he found one?"
"There are not many people in the country who can play the konghou, so it shouldn't be easy to find one, right?" Jiang Xianrou herself was not sure. As she spoke, a name popped up in her mind.
Chase the light!
If there is anyone in China who can play the konghou and play it well, Zhuiguang is probably one of them.
But one is an underground rock musician, and the other is a konghou master sought after by the mainstream. The two seem incompatible no matter how you look at them.
It is impossible for Zhuiguang to know Mr. Nie.
I don't know where he learned to play the konghou, but he also came up with a unique style that combines classical music and rock music.
How to say.
Unique and unique.
It's just not up to standard!
The music of Chasing the Light is too gangster-like and wild, and it is ultimately not worthy of being performed by a high-class performer!
(End of this chapter)