C400 piano contest

A small plate of caviar was finished in less than ten bites. After eating it, everyone was full of praises. Even He Zhiyong felt that it was a rare delicacy in the world. Too little, too little.

When he was ordering, He Zhizhong pretended to scan two pages of menus. In reality, most of the dishes were unknown to him. Seeing that the most expensive one was only 888, he guessed that the caviar would not exceed 1000. Since he had said that he would treat everyone to a meal, he had to act a bit more magnanimous in order to win the favor of Pu Wanqing.

He snapped his fingers and shouted, "Waiter!"

The waiter immediately walked over and politely asked, "May I ask sir, what you need?"

"We ordered caviar just now. Let everyone have another serving!" He Zhiren said with a rich and imposing manner.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but there are only eight servings of the Great White Sturgeon's caviar. Can you change it to a different kind of caviar?" The waiter said carefully. He knew the price of caviar in his heart. Every single one of them was worth ten thousand yuan. Looking at He Zhiyong's famous suit, he thought to himself that this man must be rich and must not be offended.

"Gone?" He Zhiyong said unhappily, "How can you open a restaurant? Caviar is only this small. How are you going to let us come to your restaurant to eat in the future?"

"I'm so sorry!" The waiter explained, "Our customers rarely order the top quality caviar, so our store's preparation is limited. If we prepare more, we won't be able to sell it. It will affect the taste of the caviar."

"In the future, you should prepare more caviar to satisfy the needs of guests like me. Otherwise, no matter how much money you earn, sooner or later it will go out of business."

"I'm so sorry!" The waiter kept apologizing, "If you're not satisfied, you can book it. It can be flown in from France in two days at most."

"I want to eat it right now. I can wait for two days if you ask me!" He Zhizhong was secretly delighted. The feeling of pretending to be rich was indeed pleasurable. Forget it, I'm not in the mood to eat anyway.

After the waiter had left, He Zhizhong looked around and smiled apologetically: "Everyone, I'm really sorry. I originally wanted to treat you guys to a meal, but who would have known that the restaurant would no longer exist. I'll treat you guys to it next time. " He even intentionally glanced at Ye Cheng with a face full of pride.

"Young Master He is truly open-minded. Next time you're treating me, remember to call for me." Ye Cheng laughed heartily in his heart, 'Acting tough is like being struck by lightning. Later on, when the bill is settled, there will be people crying for you.'

"Let's see how I feel!" He Zhizhong coldly snorted as he looked down on Ye Cheng with his heart. A country bumpkin like him who had never seen the world.

Everyone chatted as they ate. Ye Cheng magnanimously no longer targeted He Zhiqiang. He said that since the other party was willing to pay a hundred thousand dollars for a meal, they should at least give him some face.

"Everyone, don't leave after the meal. Let's go to KTV and sing. I'll treat you." He Zhiyong said happily.

"I'm so sorry, let's make it AA! If you sing, you won't count as Teacher He! " A man said.

"It's fine. Singing doesn't cost much." He Zhiyong said indifferently.

"Since Teacher He is so generous, we might as well do as he says!"

"Let's go together later. No one should leave. Let's have a good time during the holidays."

Wang Yufang smiled and said, "Zhiyong, I heard that you know how to play the piano. Coincidentally, there's a piano here, so let's play a song first." She rolled her eyes and said, "How about this, it's meaningless for you to play around by yourself. "You are chasing Wan Qing. Mr. Ye is also Wan Qing's half suitor. Why don't you two try it out? Who wants to play better so that Wan Qing can dance with you when you go sing?"

"That won't do, you can't treat me as a wager!" Pu Wanqing protested.

Wang Yufang pretended not to hear him and looked towards the other teachers. She mustered the strength of the crowd and asked, "How are you guys?"

"Yes, during the match, Mr. Ye's French was not bad, and he definitely played the piano well."

"Right, if you two are going to PK, it won't be fun to eat."

The teacher who had good relations with He Zhiyong teased them on purpose. Actually, He Zhiyong had invited them here to find another target to help arrange the match between him and Pu Wanqing.

He Zhiyong taught piano part-time in school, and was an Amateur Level 10. Among the non-professionals, he was already considered to be at the highest level. And even if Ye Cheng could speak French, it was impossible for him to play the piano. He could take the opportunity to let He Zhizhong shine and win the opportunity to dance with Pu Wanqing.

"Aren't you guys making things difficult for me? How could I play the piano?" Ye Chen was in a dilemma.

"It's just a casual game. I'm just helping everyone get in the mood. It doesn't matter if they win or lose." Wang Yufang said in a seemingly fair manner.

He had learned piano from a young age. Although he was not a professional, he could still play quite well. He believed that he would definitely play ten times better than Ye Cheng. "After hearing what Ye Cheng said, he became even more confident. This is a good opportunity to humiliate Ye Cheng." Mr. Ye, why don't you dare to compete? If you admit defeat yourself, then forget it. "

"This won't do. Why make a bet for no reason at all? Besides, Teacher He is the best piano player out of all the teachers." Pu Wanqing was not happy, this was clearly bullying her.

"Everyone just wants to have fun. Wan Qing, you don't have to refuse." The other teachers also chimed in, making it difficult for Pu Wanqing to dismount while riding a tiger.

"How is it? "If you dare to compete, then I'll just play average." When He Zhiyong heard Pu Wanqing praise his piano playing well, he became even more proud.

"Compete, how can we not compete? I see that Mr. Ye has an extraordinary bearing and can definitely play the piano." A teacher could not make it too obvious that he was bullying others.

"We'll be the referee. Which one of you will be the first to go up and play?" Wang Yufang said enthusiastically, forcing Ye Cheng to compete even if he didn't want to.

"Mr. Ye, you're the customer. I'll let you play a song first." He Zhizhong pointed to the piano in the corner.

"My technique is rotten to the core. You can go first, so as to avoid tarnishing everyone's ears." Ye Cheng smiled faintly.

"It doesn't matter if I play first. If anyone wins, Wan Qing will dance with that person tonight." Ye Cheng admitted that he was inferior, and He Zhizhong was extremely proud of himself. He stressed the bet again so that he wouldn't win and Pu Wanqing would be cheating. With that, he walked to the piano with his head held high.

"Yufang, what kind of rotten idea is this?" Pu Wanqing complained in a low voice. Although it was just a dance, she wasn't willing to dance with He Zhizhong.

"It's just a dance, what's the big deal!" Wang Yufang glanced at Ye Cheng, then whispered into her ear, "I don't think Ye Sheng is an honest man. I want him to make a fool of himself in front of everyone so that he won't pester you too much. I am you after all."

"He didn't pester me. I already said that he's my temporary boyfriend."

The two of them put their heads together and whispered to each other. They thought that no one else would hear them, but they never expected Ye Cheng to be able to hear them clearly. He sneered in his heart: This Wang Yufang is not a good person. He pretends to be as good as Pu Wanqing, but when she looks at He Zhizhong, something is wrong. There must be something going on between the two of them.

He Zhiyong came in front of the piano and saluted to Pu Wanqing in a very refined manner. With an unconcealable pride, he slowly sat down. After setting up the music, he picked up the music and felt like a pianist.

Soothing music flowed out, but not to mention the fact that he could play it well, at least among the amateur people, it was considered of a high level. The more he played, the more excited he became. If he could win the chance to dance with Wan Qing, he could take the opportunity to have some intimate contact with her. Maybe he could take her to a room tonight and take her for himself forever.

Due to his excessive excitement, his brain buzzed. Although He Zhiyong missed a few beats, it did not affect the effect of the entire song. There were no professionals present, and no one could tell that I had played the wrong number.

At the end of the song, He Zhiyong was very satisfied. He slowly walked towards the dining table and threw a provocative look towards Ye Cheng.

"Beautiful, wonderful!" The teachers all applauded warmly.

"Mr. Ye, it's your turn. If you're afraid of losing face in public, then you can admit your defeat." He Zhiyong said with self-satisfaction and disdain.

"Defeating without fighting isn't my style!" Ye Cheng stood up and walked towards the piano. His steps were firm and unhurried.

"You make yourself sound amazing. Let's see how you will embarrass yourself." He Zhiyong sneered and unceremoniously sat on the seat in front of Ye Cheng. He finally had the chance to sit with Pu Wanqing for the entire night.

He put on a smile and asked, "Wan Qing, how was my performance?"

"It's not bad!" Pu Wanqing replied blandly. You can be considered a professional. What's there to be proud about bullying someone who doesn't know how to play the piano?

Ye Cheng sat in front of the piano and supported his voice. I am very sorry for disturbing your meal. I will only be able to disturb you for three to four minutes at most. "

When they heard this, most of the customers eating in the restaurant stopped their knives and forks and looked at Ye Cheng.

Then, Ye Cheng looked towards Pu Wanqing with a gaze filled with deep emotion. He said in an extremely magnetic voice, "Next, I will play 'To Alice' and dedicate it to my beloved woman. I will give her a romantic blessing on this romantic night. I hope that her beauty will forever remain, and my love for her will never change."

Clapping sounds echoed in the dining room.

"Good, everyone will be your witness. Wishing you all a lifetime of love and joy!" A guest shouted.

"Thank you, thank you very much!" Ye Cheng nodded in thanks.

Seeing Ye Cheng's gaze, Pu Wanqing's heartbeat suddenly quickened as if a little deer was bumping around. An unexpected romantic confession made her happy, her heart filled with sweetness. Although there were many men who pursued her, there had never been a person like Ye Cheng who had confessed in public. Plus, all women loved to hear words of love, so it was impossible for them to not be moved.

Damn, how could I have forgotten to perform a confession ceremony! Ye Cheng's confession had received quite a bit of applause and encouragement from the crowd. He had not even started to play before suppressing He Zhiqiang, making him feel very unhappy and extremely regretful. Even if your confession was even better, it would be no different from playing cotton. It would be even more hilarious.

Ye Cheng moved his fingers and slowly began to play. In an instant, the entire restaurant turned silent.