"Hello, Professor Zhang!"

Zheng Mei led Cheng Yingfan to Professor Zhang Ming, and Zheng Min greeted him with a very enthusiastic smile.

Zhang Ming was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Hello, who are you?"

Zheng Mei smiled on her face: "I am Zheng Mei, the head teacher of Class 1, Class 3, English Department. This is my student Cheng Yingfan. He has participated in the piano competition where you are a judge and won the second place. I don't see you, so I come and see you."

Cheng Yingfan walked up at Zhang Mei's gesture and said respectfully: "Hello Professor Zhang, I participated in the Youth Piano Competition you hosted last year. I won the second place at that time. Professor Zhang also commented on me at that time, which benefited me a lot."

Zhang Ming looked at Cheng Yingfan with a sudden expression on his face: "Oh, I remembered it. You seemed to be playing..."

Zhang Ming seemed to be thinking on his face, and Cheng Yingfan hurriedly said, "Minstep."

"Oh, yes, yes, that's it. I had a good impression of you at that time. I remembered that I asked you which school you were going to take. You said you were preparing to take the Conservatory of Music, and I also recommended the China Overseas Conservatory of Music... As a result, you were admitted to China Overseas University and are now a student of the Department of English?"

Cheng Yingfan's expression was slightly awkward: "Well, because I have different opinions at home, but I have never given up on piano practice."

Zhang Ming didn't ask too much and smiled and said, "You are still very spiritual in playing the piano. If you practice diligently, you will definitely achieve higher achievements in the future."

Cheng Yingfan replied respectfully: "Thank you Professor Zhang for your encouragement, I will definitely not give up!"

Zheng Mei smiled beside her and said, "Professor Zhang, Cheng Yingfan also performs piano solo programs today. I'll ask Professor Zhang to give me more guidance to Cheng Yingfan at that time."

Zhang Ming was a little surprised, and then his expression became more and more anticipated: "Okay, I wonder what you are going to perform this time?"

Cheng Yingfan replied respectfully: "My repertoire today is He Luting's shepherd's piccolo."

Zhang Ming said oh, laughing loudly: "Yes, the Shepherd's Piccolo is a very creative work of modern Chinese piano music. It is a piano piece with very Chinese style characteristics. I am more and more looking forward to it now."

Seeing that his face was almost done, Zheng Mei said goodbye respectfully and took Cheng Yingfan back to her position.

An old man in his fifties next to Zhang Ming was Feng Yuanshan, vice president of Zhonghai University. He turned around and smiled: "Professor Zhang has students all over the world, and he can actually meet them in the English Department of Zhonghai University."

Zhang Ming smiled heartily and said, "I was just invited to be a judge. I have met this little guy once. I can't be considered his teacher. However, he does play the piano well, but I don't know why I ran to the English Department of your Middle School."

Feng Yuanshan smiled and said, "If you can praise you, Professor Zhang, personally, then his talent must be good."

Zhang Ming nodded and said, "Although the songs he played also have shortcomings, he is still very spiritual and a malleable talent. However, if he chose the English department, he may have limited future in music in the future."

Feng Yunshan naturally understood what Zhang Ming meant. Of course, music requires talent, but more of it requires persistent study and practice hard. If you don’t practice hands for three days, if you don’t focus on music all day long, you can practice occasionally by interest, and naturally the heights you can reach will be limited.

"It may be that our Zhongda Education People have a unique style. If he really has the perseverance to continue on the road of music, he may not be unable to succeed."

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "That's the unique style of the CUHK, which is famous in China."

Feng Yunshan and Zhang Ming were originally old acquaintances. Zhang Ming participated as a guest this time, which was also Feng Yunshan’s invitation. Zhang Ming had nothing to do, so he agreed to participate, just to treat him as meeting his old friends.

"By the way, I heard you wanted to find a disciple with a robe and bowl to give me some advice. Have you found it?"

Zhang Ming sighed and said, "Although I have taught many students, there are many beautiful jades, they are always wrong. I haven't found a suitable one yet, which makes you laugh at."

Feng Yunshan smiled and said, "Disciples and students are different. We should look for them carefully. Besides, Professor Zhang, you are still young, don't worry."

Zhang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "I'm old, I'm not as energetic as before now. It's very difficult to play some songs. I'm afraid I can't play them in a few years. How can I teach people then?"

Feng Yunshan nodded in understanding: "It is really hard to find disciples who are talented and able to endure hardships and have good character. Sometimes even if they have one, they are forced to disappear because of various external conditions..."

Zhang Ming nodded in agreement, then sighed lightly: "Hey, let it go, this kind of thing cannot be forced."

...

Zheng Mei took Cheng Yingfan back to her seat and whispered: "Cheng Yingfan, Professor Zhang is still here, you have to perform well."

Cheng Yingfan nodded, his eyes lit up a little. He knew Professor Zhang Ming. He was not just a professor at the Conservatory of Music, but he could be said to be quite famous in the entire music industry.

Cheng Yingfan hopes to impress Professor Zhang Ming through today's performance. This may be an opportunity to continue learning the piano with Professor Zhang Ming. He knows that Professor Zhang Ming has always wanted to find a disciple, but has never found it.

Cheng Yingfan knew that he was definitely a little short of Professor Zhang Ming’s request, but today was an opportunity that made him feel hope again. No matter how small the hope is, it is still a hope, right?

If you really can become a disciple of Professor Zhang Ming, you can do well in this circle from now on. After all, Professor Zhang Ming has a good reputation and face in the music circle.

Zheng Mei looked at Xue Wantong in front of her, then at Han Qingqing who was quietly sitting in the seat, and two faint jealousy flashed in her eyes.

So beautiful, born with a vixen!

As time approached, students flocked into the auditorium. Under He Tianfeng's organization, the people from Class 3 sat roughly around a circle, and everyone was talking about it, and it was very lively.

The school leaders, department leaders and guests who attended the evening party were all in place. Two hosts, one man and one woman, walked up to the platform and began to gradually invite all leaders to speak. This is a rational procedure.

In the audience, He Tianfeng did not listen to the speech of the leader above, but instead took the entire evening party program list sent by himself, looking for the programs in his class one by one.

"Famous dance is the fifth, the third brother's Taekwondo is the seventh, the chorus is the twelfth, the sketch is the thirteenth, and Han Qingqing's piano solo is the fifteenth..."

He Tianfeng's eyes paused suddenly, and then his face showed anger: "Damn, what the hell? The 14th program is also a piano solo, performing the repertoire of the shepherd boy's piccolo, performing the performer Cheng Yingfan, the third-year English Department of English, his solo and Han Qingqing are next to each other??"

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