Chapter 651 Slap Cheng Jianjun in the Face

At this time, the hall was quiet, and everyone was waiting for Cheng Jianjun and Su Meng's cooperation.

Cheng Jianjun was sitting next to the piano, with his hands and fingers on the keys, looking happy and looking like a famous piano master.

Seeing that Su Meng was already standing in front of the microphone, Cheng Jianjun smiled slightly, nodded at Su Meng, and then started playing with both hands and fingers.

"Boom..."

The unique sound of the piano sounded, and Cheng Jianjun began to play.

At first, no one took Cheng Jianjun seriously, thinking that he just wanted to be in the limelight, but in fact he was playing blindly.

But when they heard the prelude, they were all surprised, because Cheng Jianjun played it as if it was really what it was.

Then there was a burst of applause. Being able to play the piano is very important in everyone's eyes.

But Han Chunming forced a smile with an awkward expression. Zhou Chen couldn't help but laugh, brother, you're doing it for yourself.

Su Meng looked back at Cheng Jianjun in surprise. They lived in the same courtyard. Even she didn't know that Cheng Jianjun could do this.

As the sound of the piano played, Bugui turned her head, with a serious expression and a smile on her lips, and started singing.

"In the garden late at night, everything is quiet..."

Su Meng's voice is indeed good, even better than the girls who sang in the chorus before. If it were placed forty years later, she would still be an entertainment anchor.

As Su Meng sang, everyone became quiet and listened carefully.

The better Su Meng sang, the smoother Cheng Jianjun played, and the uglier Han Chunming's face became.

In addition to Cheng Jianjun's deliberate targeting of him just now, there was also the fact that his beloved girl was singing happily to the accompaniment of other men. Such a scene made him even more heartbroken.

The more Han Chunming behaved like this, the prouder Cheng Jianjun became. He looked at Han Chunming provocatively, but at this moment, Han Chunming didn't look at them at all, lowered his head and said nothing.

With the sound of the piano and singing, several couples of men and women couldn't help but come out and start dancing together.

Zhou Chen watched this scene with great interest. Scenes like this are really rare. Song and dance halls have not yet emerged in China, let alone bars.

At this time, singing and dancing in public places were more common in schools and at various parties.

The night outside Moscow ended quickly in just a few minutes.

Cheng Jianjun was in a good mood and played happily.

Su Meng was even more happy. So many people applauded her, which greatly satisfied her vanity. She even smiled at Cheng Jianjun, who usually looked down on her.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then stood side by side, enjoying the applause of the crowd.

Han Chunming was already feeling uncomfortable, but when he saw this scene, his face turned livid, he didn't know where to put his hands, and he was shaking his head and couldn't calm down.

Cheng Jianjun glanced at Han Chunming calmly, and then said with a smile: "Everyone, I have finished playing the piano. Does someone have to call me grandpa?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became very awkward, but someone still responded loudly.

"yes."

"That's right, Chunming, please call me Ye."

"Chunming, if you want to admit defeat, just shout."

Some of these people just gloated over misfortune, while others couldn't stand Han Chunming and wanted to embarrass Han Chunming.

Han Chunming, who was ridiculed by everyone, smiled reluctantly, but he couldn't say anything to refute, but he was unwilling to be called Master Cheng Jianjun, and he couldn't afford to embarrass this person.

Cai Xiaoli, who had always liked Han Chunming, couldn't stand it anymore. She shouted to Cheng Jianjun on the stage unhappily: "Cheng Jianjun, that's enough for you. You just know how to play the piano twice. There's nothing special about it."

Cheng Jianjun didn't give any face, and said with a serious face: "We won't say whether the ball is good or bad, but I played it."

Su Meng liked Han Chunming, and of course she didn't want Han Chunming to be embarrassed. She said dissatisfiedly: "Cheng Jianjun, everyone was just joking, why are you so serious?"

It might embarrass Han Chunming, and even Su Meng and Cheng Jianjun wouldn't give him face.

"I'm not serious. It was Chunming who said it in front of everyone. If someone plays, he will call him a master. If he can't play, just say that everyone can't play. It's too underestimated."

As he said that, he looked at Han Chunming who had turned around and asked with pretended contempt: "What's wrong, do you want to regret it now?"

Han Chunming was forced to stand up, but just as he was about to speak, Zhou Chen suddenly stood up and raised his hand to hold his shoulders to stop him.

"Zhou Chen, you..." Han Chunming looked at Zhou Chen in shock.

Zhou Chen smiled at him, then turned to face Cheng Jianjun on the stage.

Cheng Jianjun also saw this scene, and he looked at Zhou Chen with disdain: "What, Zhou Chen, do you want to stand up for Chunming? Oh, I almost forgot, Chunming might be your brother-in-law in the future, and the brother-in-law stands up for his brother-in-law, It’s as it should be.”

Zhou Chen's face instantly darkened, and Han Chunming also became angry.

Cheng Jianjun asked him to call him "Master", and at most he felt embarrassed. But now that Cheng Jianjun actually called him his second sister, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He wanted to speak, but Zhou Chen still held him down.

Many educated youths in the hall also felt that something was wrong. Cheng Jianjun's seemingly joking words were actually hard to hear.

However, there were also many people who looked strangely at Zhou Chen and Han Chunming.

The hall became quiet, and everyone looked at Zhou Chen, Han Chunming and Cheng Jianjun.

Zhou Chen's expression was stern and his eyes were cold: "Cheng Jianjun, you should understand the principle that disaster comes from the mouth."

Zhou Chen's threat made Cheng Jianjun even more unhappy. He smiled disdainfully and said, "Why, did I say something wrong? Chunming, I'm willing to admit defeat. I'm still waiting for you to call me my father. Do you really want to Do you regret it?"

Han Chunming's face was ugly. This time he had indeed lost the bet, and he had no way to refute.

He couldn't refute, but Zhou Chen would not let Cheng Jianjun get his way.

"Cheng Jianjun, don't tell me that you are thick-skinned, but what you just played is called a piece of music? Do you really think you are the only one here who knows how to play the piano?"

Cheng Jianjun was very unhappy and asked with disdain: "Zhou Chen, what do you mean by this? Is it possible that you can also play the piano?"

Zhou Chen sneered: "I'm embarrassed to tell you that after working in the piano factory for two years, you only have this level of skill? To an outsider, it seems to be pretty smooth, but in the whole song, from the beginning to the end, you have appeared You made twenty-six mistakes, at this level, you still have the nerve to say that you can play the piano, and you still have the nerve to let Chunming call you my father?"

Cheng Jianjun was confused. Not only was he confused, but many of the educated youth present were also confused, because they had not heard anything wrong with Cheng Jianjun's playing.

Twenty-six mistakes, are you serious?

Han Chunming's eyes suddenly lit up. Out of his absolute trust in Zhou Chen, he immediately said: "Cheng Jianjun, did you hear that you made twenty-six mistakes in a piano piece of just a few minutes? This can be called Can you play the piano? If you can also be called playing the piano, then I can too, but I just played it wrong anyway, who can't?"

Cheng Jianjun's face turned livid: "Han Chunming, if you want to cheat, just say so. No matter what, after I finish playing a piece of music, you should call me "Lord". What's more, is Zhou Chen right? I think he just wants to To excuse you, that’s why I’m so fussy, saying that what I played was wrong, why didn’t others hear it, but you did?”

"hehe."

Zhou Chen smiled softly and did not argue with Cheng Jianjun. He just said lightly: "It's easy to tell whether what I said is true or not. I will also play the same night outside Moscow for everyone to listen to." , and then let everyone make an evaluation to see if what I said is correct."

Cheng Jianjun had long been displeased with Mao's map, and immediately shouted: "I think it's okay, it's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a ride, Cheng Jianjun, you don't dare to listen, right?"

"It's a joke, I don't dare? What don't I dare to do? I just feel that some people are really dishonest, go back on their word, and are willing to take a gamble rather than admit defeat."

Cheng Jianjun looked unhappy. There were so many people here, and he found that there were many more people looking towards Han Chunming than towards him.

The more this happened, the more unconvinced he was, and the more he wanted to embarrass Han Chunming.

No, at this time, another Zhou Chen will be added to embarrass them both.

Seeing this, Yang Huajian clapped loudly and shouted: "Okay, in that case, let Zhou Chen sing another song "Night in the Suburbs of Moscow" for us. Su Meng, I want to trouble you to sing it again, okay?"

Su Meng replied without hesitation: "Of course, no problem."

Zhou Chen frowned slightly. He didn't want to cooperate with Su Meng at all, but when he glanced at Han Chunming next to him who looked expectant and looked like he was relying on you, he could only sigh.

So he stopped talking and walked directly onto the stage. Under Cheng Jianjun's gloomy gaze, he walked straight to the piano and sat down.

The next moment, Zhou Chen suddenly said to Han Chunming: "Chunming, take off your clothes and give them to me."

"ah?"

Han Chunming looked stunned.

"Ah what, hurry up."

Han Chunming didn't know what Zhou Chen was up to. After thinking about it, he still took off the outer shirt obediently and handed it to Zhou Chen. However, he himself was left with only the two vests underneath, which made him quite embarrassed. Awkward.

Zhou Chen took Han Chunming's shirt, rolled it into a ball, and then wiped it on the piano keys.

Good guy.

Cheng Jianjun's eyes turned red when he saw this scene. As for the others, they all looked at Zhou Chen in disbelief.

The corner of Han Chunming's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Cheng Jianjun secretly and found that his face was livid and his lips were trembling.

Even if Zhou Chen didn't look at Cheng Jianjun's expression, he knew how bad he was feeling now. What was even more shameful was what he said next.

"Sorry, I'm a bit of a germaphobe and I'm not used to using things that others have used."

With that said, he had finished wiping it, and then threw the clothes to Han Chunming: "This clothes is dirty and can't be worn anymore. Throw it away. I will give you another one later."

Han Chunming smiled and cooperated: "Okay, no problem, I will throw it away right away."

It's so insulting to have to wipe with dirty clothes when there are piano wipes that are not in use. This is what most people are thinking at this moment.

Just now, they felt that Cheng Jianjun had gone too far when he forced Han Chunming, but now looking at Zhou Chen's actions, it was completely incomparable.

But no one stopped them. They had already reached this level, and it was useless to persuade them at this time.

"I'm ready."

After hearing Zhou Chen's words, Yang Huajian immediately pulled Han Chunming and Cheng Jianjun off the stage.

When Cheng Jianjun came down, his eyes were still staring at Zhou Chen. With that look, he wanted to swallow Zhou Chen up.

Su Meng turned to Zhou Chen and made a ready gesture, then patiently waited for Zhou Chen to play.

But she was not at peace in her heart. She felt that Cheng Jianjun was a sinister villain, but Zhou Chen seemed more ruthless.

Zhou Chen's expression became serious. As an excellent musical instrument master, the piano has extraordinary significance to him. As long as he sits in front of the piano, he can quickly get into the state.

"..."

It wasn't a professional concert, so Zhou Chen didn't need to tune the music and just got started.

The pleasant sound of the piano sounded in the empty hall.

It's the same piano piece, but Zhou Chen's starting point is obviously different from Cheng Jianjun's.

Even though everyone is an amateur, after listening for a while, it is obvious that Zhou Chen plays better and smoother than Cheng Jianjun.

"Hey, it seems like he can play better than Cheng Jianjun."

Su Meng also clearly felt the difference. After the rhythm started, she immediately entered the state and started singing.

"In the garden late at night, everything is quiet..."

In these few minutes, most people were immersed in Zhou Chen's performance and Su Meng's singing. This time, there were no dancers, they were all listening carefully.

There was only one person, Cheng Jianjun, whose expression was particularly ugly, his hands clenched and trembling uncontrollably.

He has studied piano and can tell more clearly than others how excellent Zhou Chen's playing is.

Judging from Zhou Chen's performance, he was instantly killed.

After the song was played, more enthusiastic applause broke out than before. Many people cheered loudly, among which Han Chunming's voice was the loudest.

"It sounds so good, it really sounds so good."

"Just now I thought Cheng Jianjun played well, but now after listening to Zhou Chen's playing, I just want to say one thing, there are still differences between people."

"That's right, I've said it before. Cheng Jianjun's performance is stumbling. It's okay to bluff us laymen, but compared to Zhou Chen, it's like heaven and earth."

"That's right, look at Zhou Chen's level. He didn't even stand out just now, but Cheng Jianjun is good at it. He can play some piano, so he thinks he is so great."

Cheng Jianjun, who was already in an extremely calm mood, felt as if the anger in his chest was burning when he heard these comments.

"Wow!"

Cheng Jianjun stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him made a screeching sound and then overturned.

"Cheng Jianjun, what are you doing?" Mao Tutu asked with a smile, not missing the opportunity to mock Cheng Jianjun.

Cheng Jianjun's face was ashen, he suppressed his anger and said stiffly: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."

After saying that, he ignored the strange looks around him, lowered his head, and quickly left the hall.