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Although he didn't know Lu Wei, when he saw Lu Wei applauding, Langlang stood up from the front of the piano and smiled and nodded at Lu Wei.

"Hello, Langlang", Lu Wei stretched out his right hand to Langlang friendly, and looked at the older boy who was the same age as him carefully.

A beige casual suit, a light-colored striped shirt inside, the collar scattered on both sides, the square and round face full of sunshine. The most eye-catching thing is the pair of eyes that are always very sensual, clear without any impurities, and always with such sincerity and love for life.

"Hello, are you?" Lang Lang also stretched out his hand and asked while shaking hands with Lu Wei.

"Oh, let me introduce it to you, Lang Lang, this is Lu Wei, my newly accepted student, Lu Wei, you know Lang Lang." Kong Xiangdong asked a little surprised.

"Of course I know. I know you, my junior brother, I don't know less about you. I won the first place in the National Xinghai Piano Competition at the age of 9, the first place in the fourth German Youth International Piano Competition at the age of 11, and the first place in the Outstanding Art Achievement Award. I won the first place in the second Tchaikovsky International Youth Musician Competition at the age of 13, and was admitted to the famous American Cotisse Conservatory of Music at the age of 14, and now I studied under the famous piano master dean Grafman and Teacher Kong. I'm right." Lu Wei said with a smile.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to know me, my junior brother, so I remembered that you two are the same age as the dog. They are all born in the year of the dog. I really have a destiny to meet each other today." Kong Xiangdong said happily.

"By the way, Lang Lang, aren't you going to school in the United States? Why are you back to Beijing? Is there any performance?" Lu Wei asked a little strangely.

"No, there is nothing wrong with the school now, so I went home for a while and then played in Beijing for a few more days. You are learning the piano with my senior brother now," Lang Lang asked.

"Yes, I've been studying for a while," Lu Wei said.

"Langlang. Let me tell you, Lu Wei is my proud disciple. Although he is not as famous as you now, his piano level is quite good." Kong Xiangdong said.

"Really, Brother Kong, you don't praise others easily. After hearing what you said, I really have to see it carefully. Come on, let's have a while." Lang Lang enthusiastically made a "please" gesture to Lu Wei.

"Langlang. Don't listen to Teacher Kong's words. My level is far from that." Lu Wei said while sitting in front of Stanway.

"Well, you're not an outsider." Lang Lang said casually.

"Okay, then I'll play for a while." Lu Wei was not polite and turned around and started playing on the piano.

The third movement of Beethoven's Moonlight sounded like a storm on Stanway. After more than a month away from this piano, Lu Wei missed it very much. Now that his fingers touched the beautiful touching keys again, Lu Wei only felt comfortable all over and played very well.

This song "Moonlight" was first exposed to by Lu Wei in Beethoven's thirty-two piano sonatas, so he played the most skillfully. Although he had not touched the piano in the army for more than a month, his hands did not feel a little awkward.

The right hand flew past the keyboard, bringing out a series of exciting and uneasy sound streams. The chords in the high pitch area are like the sound of metal and stone. They fully express the anger and struggle in Beethoven's music, and they are in a strong dramatic conflict. They give people a beautiful audio-visual enjoyment.

Kong Xiangdong listened intoxicatedly, and even he had to admit that although Lu Wei was his own student, Lu Wei actually surpassed himself from the Beethoven's piano sonata alone. Kong Xiangdong felt that Lu Wei seemed to have a very high understanding of Beethoven's things, and Wei Xiaofan, the paranoid, has been instilled in him during this period. Now Lu Wei's level in Beethoven's piano sonata can be vaguely among everyone.

This was the first time Lang Lang heard Lu Wei's performance. When he saw Lu Weina playing in front of the piano, his face was focused and enthusiastic, and everything made him feel so friendly and so similar. Lu Wei's feeling of playing the piano was so similar to himself, and the level of Lu Wei's performance was far beyond his expectations.

After more than seven minutes of high-intensity performance, Lu Wei seemed so familiar with it, and he didn't even pay any attention to his hands. Lu Wei was playing, listening, appreciating, and appreciating his performance. Kong Xiangdong and Lang Lang were both experts, so naturally he knew that this was the highest level of piano performance.

"I played so well Lu Wei, did I never expect you to know? Lu Wei remember not to be so modest next time. You are at your best in our academy, and you feel like Kempff when you play the piano? It's so interesting." As soon as Lu Wei finished his performance, Lang Lang said a lot of words happily.

Seeing Lu Wei's playing, Lang Lang felt like he was finding a confidant. His performance has always been criticized in China. Although he has won some awards now, Lang Lang still remembers that his piano teacher at the Central Conservatory of Music told him that he was not suitable for playing the piano. His playing style has also been criticized by many people, believing that he was too arrogant and too artificial. Lang Lang was always wronged. He didn't understand why his unconcealed love for music was not recognized by everyone. It was not until he went to the Curtis Conservatory of Music that Dean Grafman praised his performance that he regained a little confidence in his heart.

And now, Lang Lang finally saw a guy who played the piano like him, and this guy was the same age as him, which immediately made Lang Lang feel very good about Lu Wei and feel like a confidant.

"Hehe, thank you." Lu Wei said sincerely. In front of Lang Lang, who also likes piano, Lu Wei also showed his true nature.

"How is it, junior brother, I'm not talking nonsense. Lu Wei is just Beethoven's item now. It is definitely world-class level." Kong Xiangdong said with a smile.

"I can see it, but Brother Kong, you said Lu Wei is your student, I don't believe it. His playing style is not like you, like me, and he is so fucking." Lang Lang said with a little nervous smile.

"It's not taught by Wei Xiaofan, but Lu Wei doesn't like to play any other things except Beethoven and Chopin. Every time I force him to practice it." Kong Xiangdong said angrily.

"I said, Wei Xiaofan, no wonder." Lang Lang said with a sudden realization, and continued: "Brother Kong, I think there is nothing wrong with this. A pianist, you have to have personality. Do you know? You are like Rubenstein, like Kissin, like..." Lang Lang said excitedly, but was interrupted by Kong Xiangdong.

"Stop, I see that after you arrived in the United States, you were too influenced by the liberal trend there. Look at your performance, it is not serious than before you went abroad. You play classical music, and over-provocative things will be like that? Do you think piano music is rock, why don't you mention Mozart, why don't you mention Haydn and Tchaikovsky?" Kong Xiangdong asked in a series of questions.

"Brother Kong, you don't know this. Americans like to listen to this. I play this way. Our dean always praises you every time he hears it." Lang Lang said, and sat in front of the piano again. With a hint of madness, he played "The Days of Turning Over" with a hint of madness. His body was drifting greatly, and his hands were flying around the keyboard as if they were phantoms. Lu Wei was excited.

"How is it? Last time we were in the evening party, I played this and shocked the foreigners. Alas, the flowers we tied together, and they gave me flowers and kissed me on the spot. The applause, do you know if you are so powerful?" Lang Lang was excited and his hometown dialect came out.

"Haha, you boy," Kong Xiangdong looked at Lang Lang and said with a helpless smile on his face. Lang Lang and Lu Wei are the two young people he is most optimistic about in recent years, but both of them have a flamboyant personality without exception. Kong Xiangdong didn't know whether their personality is good or bad for them to learn piano. It's okay, it seems that few people who play classical things dare to play like this. It's hard to say, Kong Xiangdong's ears told himself that the sound has the potential to become the world's top, especially Lu Wei. If Lang Lang is blindly speaking, then Lu Wei is like rational fanaticism. Whenever Lu Wei plays Beethoven's sonata, Kong Xiangdong will feel that the sound of the piano seems to have a vivid life, deeply shocking his soul.

"Lu Wei, where are you going to school now? The midrange or upper sound is the upper sound," Langlang asked with a smile.

"Where? I'm in normal school, majoring in general teachers." Lu Wei replied with a smile.

"Ah! No, Lu Wei, it's still a few days away from April Fool's Day!" said Langlang's big eyes glaring and funny.

"I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, please ask Teacher Kong." Lu Wei smiled and pointed to Kong Xiangdong on the side.

Kong Xiangdong didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded.

"Oh my God!" Lang Lang patted his forehead, as if trying hard to accept a fact.

"I'm surprised. I haven't said that Lu Wei is Jin Tielin's favorite disciple. I wrote songs by myself and wrote one song. Two days ago, another song was taken by the Central Propaganda Department and made it into an MTV. By the way, this kid also tinkered with an Internet cafe and a literary website." Kong Xiangdong said unhappily. Kong Xiangdong was unhappy about Lu Wei, who didn't learn piano well.

"Monster, monster!" Lang Lang looked at Lu Wei with an incredible expression, and then said, "Lu Wei, go to the United States, go to Curtis, that old man Grafman is definitely liked you. As far as you are, you should have gone abroad to develop, so why should you go to the normal school?" Lang Lang said with a pity.

"Let's talk about it, I still want to finish my studies." Lu Wei said without hesitation.

"A guy who is stranger than me," Lang Lang muttered to himself, amusing both Kong Xiangdong and Lu Wei.

Three people who were fanatical about piano sat in the piano room and chatted. From time to time, anyone who remembered something would go up and play, and then started chatting again. The day passed quietly, and the three of them even forgot to have lunch.
Chapter completed!