"Brother Meng?"

As soon as Qianqian came out with her meal, she heard Zhou Meng playing the piano.

I originally thought Zhou Meng was messing around, but I didn't expect it to sound so good.

She is professionally engaged in music, and her sense of smell in this field is naturally extremely keen.

Especially since she just participated in the variety show The Voice some time ago, where she also had top domestic pianists as mentors.

In her opinion, the notes Zhou Meng had just played seemed to be no less than a piano master just from the perspective of smoothness!

"It shouldn't be possible. With Brother Meng's temperament, his piano skills should only be basic, right?"

As soon as this idea came into her mind, Qianqian quickly shook her head and removed this unrealistic thought from her mind.

This is just a very simple tune that anyone with a certain amount of music theory can play.

If you want to show off your piano skills, you still have to play more difficult pieces.

Smoothness is just one component of the score.

She had just planned to ask Zhou Meng to eat, but she found that Zhou Meng's fingers were actually on the piano again.

But this time, Zhou Meng just started and she understood. Zhou Meng played the famous piano piece "Wedding in a Dream".

Although this piece of music is not difficult, there is no upper limit. The higher the level, the more realistic the emotion when playing.

But as I listened, Qianqian felt something was not right again.

Where is this ordinary level?

This is clearly a master level!

Let alone Meng'er, who has no talent and only relies on hard work to learn, it is impossible for someone like her who is talented, capable, and has a very high piano level to achieve this level!

For a moment, Qianqian was dumbfounded.

It was only when the hand holding the rice was burned that I could react.

He quickly put the food on the table and walked quickly to Zhou Meng's side.

"Brother Meng, you...this..."

Qianqian looked at Zhou Meng who had stopped, and then at the piano where she often played, and for a while she even lost her ability to speak.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Meng laughed, stood up and circled Qianqian over.

"It smells so good. Is this stir-fried yellow beef?"

"Yeah, but Brother Meng, how come you play the piano so well!"

Qianqian asked quickly.

Before this, although Zhou Meng never said that he didn't know how to play music, he was obviously a mess when he sang before.

Is it possible that there are still people who can only play the piano but not sing?

"How's it going? What's the approximate level?"

Zhou Meng chuckled and looked at Qianqian with pride.

"If this is just your normal performance, Brother Meng, then there is no doubt that you are definitely a master!"

Qianqian looked at Zhou Meng with certainty.

"Congratulations, this is my average level."

Zhou Meng shrugged proudly, and couldn't help but praise the system's awesomeness.

It can turn a person like him, who has absolutely no foundation, into a master-level musician in an instant. This is simply invincible!

After hearing Zhou Meng's words, Qianqian's eyes changed instantly, and there was even more heat in her eyes, as if she wanted to eat Zhou Meng alive.

She never thought that her lover would have such a shining point.

This is really surprising.

It is obviously much more comfortable to get along with people who share a common language.

For a while, Qianqian even thought about the scene where she and Zhou Meng would be back to back, one playing guitar and singing, and the other playing piano accompaniment.

But the next moment, Qianqian suddenly woke up:

"By the way, Brother Meng, I'm going to attend Yang Xiaoxi's concert next month. You must come to support me then."

"Yang Xiaoxi? Is she the popular queen?"

Zhou Meng was stunned.

Yang Xiaoxi's identity and background are not bad either. She is only 24 years old this year, and she has already been promoted to the altar of Queen of Heaven by capital. She is also the pillar of another media capital.

Of course, for Zhou Meng, Yang Xiaoxi's background in the capital circle is almost non-existent. At most, it is better than Wu Xin.

Let alone a small amount of capital, even if the entire entertainment industry is tied up, it cannot be Zhou Meng's opponent.

"Yes, Brother Meng, Miss Yang negotiated a cooperation with their company and gave me this opportunity."

Qianqian chuckled.

Her plan is to participate in fewer activities and performances in the entertainment industry in the future, but that doesn't mean she will quit the industry completely. She will still participate in some activities occasionally.

"Forget it, I'm really not interested in concerts or anything like that."

Zhou Meng thought for a while and couldn't help but shook his head.

Although Yang Xiaoxi is also quite beautiful, there are still so many girls at home that she has not touched, and she is too busy to keep up.

What's more, after the last experience of participating in an event with Jian Xi, Zhou Meng is no longer interested in this aspect of things.

Just like Jack Ma, once you have money, you can just show off once or twice. Who would go out and show off every day if they have nothing to do?

"Brother Meng, just go ahead. With your piano skills, if you accompany me, wouldn't the effect be explosive?"

"If you don't like to show your face, I'll tell the cameras and ask them not to take pictures of your face."

Qianqian took Zhou Meng's arm and shook it.

Zhou Meng was also shaken and distracted for a while.

And this was one of the few requests that Qian Qian made to him, and he really didn't want to refuse.

Besides, it's still next month, so there's no need to worry, and if you don't have to show your face, it's no big deal. At most, you can just go out for a walk and have fun.

After acquiring skills, Zhou Meng is still very confident in his musical ability.

As long as you don't use your broken voice to sing, you can basically crush everything else.

Seeing Qianqian's shy look, Zhou Mengmeng thought for a while and nodded in agreement:

"Okay, okay, I promise you."

"real?"

Qianqian was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

"Then it's agreed, we'll go to Han City early the day after tomorrow!"

Qianqian shouted quickly, as if she was afraid that Zhou Meng would regret it.

"What? The day after tomorrow? Didn't you mean next month?"

Zhou Meng was stunned.

But as soon as he said this, he slapped himself on the forehead.

Today is already the end of June, isn’t the day after tomorrow next month?

Damn it, was he actually plotted against by a little girl?

This time, Zhou Meng looked directly at Qianqian with a vengeful gaze, as if he wanted to eat Qianqian clean.

Qianqian's face immediately turned red when she saw Zhou Meng's gaze, but she still quickly pulled Zhou Meng to the dining table and poured the tomato and egg soup she had just cooked for Zhou Meng.

"Oh Brother Meng, don't look at me like that, I'm so weird."

"Who told you to plot against me?"

Zhou Meng glared at Qianqian again.

Qianqian couldn't help but stick out her tongue, looking cute and cute if you dare to regret it if you don't do anything to me.

But the next moment, Qianqian began to long for the day after tomorrow in her heart.
Chapter completed!