Lu Wei followed Kong Xiangdong and several judges to a small conference room and found that Dong Kun, who won the second place, was also inside. He nodded and smiled politely at her.

Dong Kun also had a good impression of this handsome boy with superb piano skills, so he smiled at him and nodded gently.

"Come on, Lu Wei, just sit there." Kong Xiangdong greeted several judges and sat down and said to Lu Wei who was still standing.

After Lu Wei picked a seat casually and sat down, Kong Xiangdong smiled and said to Lu Wei: "Student Lu Wei, I really didn't expect that you gave me a big surprise today. I originally thought that there would be no high-level performances in a stage competition of this level, but I didn't expect that your song "Moonlight" would all be ashamed of us, hahaha." Kong Xiangdong said, laughing happily. He was not old at first, only eleven or two years older than Lu Wei. When he smiled at this time, he had no such grand pianist airs as a grand brother next door. He looked as approachable as a big brother next door.

Lu Wei felt a little embarrassed by Kong Xiangdong's praise, and said, "Teacher Kong, you have been too proud. In front of you piano authorities, my level is really a bit of a show of my skills."

"Good means good, there is no need to be modest. Too modest is hypocrisy!" A teacher next to him who looked slightly older than Kong Xiangdong glared at him and said to Lu Wei.

"Brother Wei, I see that you have been staring at people since Lu Wei started playing in the afternoon. After the performance, you rushed to the stage to hug Lu Wei. Haha, you should pay attention to your identity as a piano lecturer." Kong Xiangdong smiled and said to this person who looked thin and had a melancholy temperament.

"This is called fanaticism about music. If you are engaged in music, you must have this attitude. I don't feel embarrassed!" The person who was called Brother Wei by Kong Xiangdong said excitedly.

"Okay, I won't be quarrel with you anymore. By the way, Lu Wei, let me introduce you to you. These are all lecturers in the piano department of the Central Conservatory of Music. The one who just talked to you was Mr. Wei Xiaofan. Although he was only in his thirties, he was a senior piano teacher at the Central Conservatory of Music and an enthusiastic fan of Beethoven. Now you understand why he was so excited when he heard your "Moonlight". The other are Mr. Lin, Mr. Ma, Mr. Liu and Mr. Yao." Kong Xiangdong introduced one by one. Whenever he introduced one, Lu Wei nodded and said hello. His polite behavior quickly won the favor of all the teachers.

"Lu Wei, aren't it strange why we called you here?" Kong Xiangdong asked Lu Wei with a smile, and then continued without waiting for Lu Wei's answer: "Actually, the purpose of our visit here is not just to be judges, but also to take this opportunity to discover some piano talents. Do you know? Dong Kun was discovered by me in the last ring competition. Now he has been studying with me for more than a year. This time, we are also lucky. He actually found you in Master Chang, who has no music class. How about it, are you interested in being my student?" Kong Xiangdong looked at Lu Wei with a smile.

"Of course I do!" Lu Wei said excitedly. If he doesn't seize such a rare opportunity, he will be a fool. At the same time, Lu Wei suddenly realized that no wonder Dong Kun's piano is so good. It turns out that there is such a famous teacher who is secretly guiding her. Thinking that he can be guided by this master immediately, Lu Wei was very excited. Although Lu Wei has some of Kempff's piano abilities, it does not mean that he is a piano master. He still needs long-term and a lot of hard practice to truly integrate these abilities into his own things. With a famous teacher on the side, it is obvious that Lu Wei will not take many detours.

"I said Xiangdong, can you give this student to me?" Wei Xiaofan next to him interjected.

"Give it to you? Why?" Kong Xiangdong glared at him and looked at Wei Xiaofan. Their friends had a good relationship in private. Although Kong Xiangdong was very famous, he obviously had no airs when he was with them.

"Why? Didn't you see him playing Beethoven so well? If I were to follow me, I would never say that I could cultivate him into a world-class authority for interpreting Beethoven's works. Although you are more famous now than me, when it comes to playing Beethoven, I, Old Wei, will not accept you!" Wei Xiaofan looked at Kong Xiangdong without being outdone and said.

"I admit this, but Lao Wei, don't think about it. Is it possible for a pianist in the true sense to only play the works of one composer? That would limit his vision and would not achieve too high achievements. I hope he can get more exposure to works of different styles and draw their own strengths from them, so that he can go further." Kong Xiangdong looked at Wei Xiaofan and said that although he was a few years younger than Wei Xiaofan, his vision in piano was much wider than Wei Xiaofan.

After saying this, Wei Xiaofan lost his temper and he also played piano. Naturally, he knew that Kong Xiangdong was right, but seeing such a good seedling in front of him, he might realize his dream, but he couldn't get it. His face was filled with anxiety.

Seeing Wei Xiaofan's appearance, Kong Xiangdong couldn't help laughing. His old friend was 35 years old and his personality was as simple and straightforward as a child. Apart from the piano, there was almost nothing else in his life. He could be said to be a teacher at the Central Conservatory of Music. He was taught here for more than ten years and was a lecturer. He didn't compete for anything. He would spend all day with the piano except for class. Even in the Central Conservatory of Music, which has a strong music atmosphere, there were few people who loved piano music almost paranoidly like Wei Xiaofan. To be precise, he loved Beethoven's works. Therefore, it was not surprising that he could become the authority of the Central Conservatory of Music as a small lecturer.

At this moment, his anxious expression fell into Kong Xiangdong's eyes. Kong Xiangdong joked: "Okay, don't show that bad face. My residence in Beijing is not far from the school. Lu Wei finished the class with me first. You can just come and talk to him about Beethoven?"

"Yes, why didn't I expect it? Haha, then that's it." Wei Xiaofan said happily, his unhappy expression swept away.

"How is Lu Wei, what do you mean?" Kong Xiangdong looked at Lu Wei with a smile.

Lu Wei watched these two authoritative pianos talking there, and he couldn't even interfere. At this time, when Kong Xiangdong asked him, he quickly expressed his willingness, but at the same time he asked in confusion: "Teacher Kong, Teacher Wei, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, what's the problem?" Kong Xiangdong said, looking at Lu Wei.

"I want to know why you chose me as your student. I know that your time is precious and they are all authoritative in piano. Teacher Kong has performed continuously all year round. If you want to accept students, I think as long as you say, professional piano students in the country are afraid that they will not squeeze your threshold." Lu Wei finally asked his doubts. It is of course a good thing that students who are such a famous teacher are unlucky, but because the good things came too suddenly, Lu Wei couldn't believe that this was true.

"Haha, Lu Wei, you are very honest. You are right. If we were looking for students, I don't know how many people would fight to come to us. If we were collecting students for money, it would have been like you said." Kong Xiangdong said this, paused, and saw that Lu Wei still had a puzzled look, and continued: "We are all very good friends in private. Although I have named it now, these people are not much worse than me in terms of their level, and each of them has their own fields of expertise. We have always had a hope that a piano master like Chopin and Liszt will appear in China! When we look for students, we do not see how good his basic skills are, but whether he has the possibility to reach this level. But from your spiritual performance, I saw this possibility." Kong Xiangdong said, his voice slightly excited.

"But Teacher Kong, you are now a world-class piano master." Lu Wei said.

"Haha, world-class is just a title. There are many so-called world-class masters, but they are actually hard to bear in their reputation. I know my own level. Now, I have reached the peak of my piano skills, and in the future, the room for improvement is limited. But you are different. I see a unique temperament from your performance. I believe in my feeling. You are an uncarved piece of jade and have a lot of room for development. In time, your light will definitely overshadow me and those so-called world-class masters, become masters in the true sense, and even become an existence that is comparable to Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Haydn and others!" Kong Xiangdong said, with a hot expression in his eyes, and his emotions also infected other people in the room. From everyone's expressions, they all agree with Kong Xiangdong's words.

Lu Wei looked at these sincere faces with emotion. Only those who truly love music will have this sincere and fanatical emotion. Lu Wei stood up, bowed deeply to several teachers, and said, "Thank you all for your trust in me. I will work hard to learn from the teachers and live up to your hopes!"

"Okay, what I'm waiting for is what you said. Let's do this. Tomorrow is Sunday, and you don't have classes. I'll talk to the leader you led to. I'll go back to Beijing with us tonight, first get familiar with the environment, and then come to attend classes once a week while attending normal classes. There's no problem."

"Of course there is no problem." Lu Wei said happily.

"Okay, that's all. Let's go out first. The school has arranged a small performance for me. The time is almost done. Let's go together." Kong Xiangdong said, taking the lead in getting up and walking out the door, and several other teachers followed him out.

Dong Kun walked to Lu Wei's side, stretched out his hand generously and said, "Hello, junior brother."

Seeing Dong Kun's tender little hand stretched over, Lu Wei hesitated for a moment, but still gently held it. The tentacles were wet and tender, which made Lu Wei's heart ripple, and he quickly relaxed, and his face turned slightly red.

Dong Kun deliberately teased Lu Wei and said, "Hey, Lu Wei, why are your face red? Is the room hot?"
Chapter completed!