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Chapter 841: Back off, I’m going to start pretending (5)(2/2)

Needless to say, Su Mu, with his violin, will definitely turn him into a professor in his own school at all costs.

What are you kidding?

Do you really think the title of Master is called casually?

There are only two real masters in such a huge country.

Ning Qingyuan is famous internationally, but is more popular with rich people.

As for Gong Yang Qing, this master is recognized by China.

The music master is completely different.

A lofty status.

The ranking of the world's ten violin masters is probably about to change.

And Su Mu will definitely win the first place.

In other words, Su Mu can now be on par with Master Cole.

Who can I make sense to?

Don't think that violins are niche than pianos?

In the truly Western classical music circle, the status of the violin has become higher.

If you really can't do it well, you have to let a young oriental man step on Master Cole.

Fark!!

But this performance made you unable to say anything.

On the stage, Su Mu looked at Murphy with a little curiousness:

"Mr. Murphy, are you... tired of standing?"

Offstage...!

All the reporters woke up from their artistic conception, and they all seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, hoping to put the camera on Su Mu and Murphy's faces.

This scene will inevitably become a classic scene in the future.

Maybe if you take a good shot, you can win a prize.

The others are nonsense.

I can't be moved as a meal.

I want a salary increase!

I want to be promoted.

I also need young models from the club.

Seeing Su Mu reaching out to support him, Ou Fei shook his head gently and said firmly:

"Dear Professor Su Mu, I want to be your student under your own disciple."

boom!!!

A roar suddenly broke out at the scene, and the airflow almost overturned the roof of the auditorium.

Peat.

Am I hallucinating?

Those present, look at me, look at you, look at you, look at you with a look of horror.

Murphy.

Murphy, one of the ten violin masters in the world, is recognized as a super genius and a national treasure master in England.

He is only twenty-eight years old.

He is already shocking the world.

But now...!

Murphy himself is a super proud person.

But he is also a super devout guy.

Especially for violins.

If you don’t have crazy devils, you won’t survive, and the same is true for Westerners.

No one knows how deep his love for the violin is.

But Su Mu knew.

There was a sense of desperation in the other party's eyes.

If Su Mu doesn't agree, this guy will be useless.

It will definitely be in a slump.

It is precisely because he is a super genius that he can know better.

Throughout his life, he could not reach Su Mu's height.

Therefore, he must worship Su Mu as his master.

Su Mu looked at him and said:

"You are a super genius myself. Your status on the violin will definitely be unparalleled in the future. Are you really sure you want to do this?"

Murphy nodded firmly.

Su Mu's actions are difficult:

"But, you're from the Royal Conservatory of Music in England?"

Murphy said excitedly:

"Teacher, I am willing to come to Dongyang University and be your student."

Liu Jianming's feet became soft.

If the secretary hadn't had his quick eyes and quick hands, Principal Liu would have collapsed on the ground.

God...No, Buddha.

Is this going to be sent?

It’s unimaginable that if someone like Murphy ran to Dongyang University to be a student...!

hehe.

Is the education community in the world going to cause a sensation?

Lao Liu's divergent thinking jumped to another place.

Will England let their national treasure run away?

Junior brother is a treasure.

I'm fucking.

Still worried about others.

Don’t be pried by someone at that time, and it’s too late to cry.

No, Professor Su's treatment must be improved.

But now his treatment is the highest.
Chapter completed!
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