Let you broadcast live! But you let the koi go beyond to kill pigs?

Chapter 74

Sister Gao's eyes widened, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses and realize her gaffe.

It's just that she still can't calm down in her heart until now.

That's the No. [-] Conservatory of Music!

The highest hall of Longguo Conservatory of Music.

With their invitation, it is tantamount to great recognition.

This is more effective than any championship certification.

The little assistant watched Ms. Gao's heavy breathing gradually disappear, and said in a low voice.

"Sister Gao, how should we reply? The other party is asking about salary."

Sister Gao quickly calmed down and waved her hand.

"Go! Must go.

Don't talk about giving money, even if you give money, you must seize this opportunity. "

You give me their contact information, and I will call them personally to ask. "

In the First Conservatory of Music, under the shadow of the whirling trees, there is a youthful and sunny atmosphere everywhere.

An old man with white hair was sitting under a tree, wearing reading glasses and looking at the phone in his hand.

On the screen of the mobile phone, it was Zhang Chaoyue playing "The Great Funeral".

"What a genius, this skill is at least at the level of a professor."

The old man looked at Zhang Chaoyue on the screen with unconcealable admiration in his eyes.

Soon, a young girl came running in a hurry.

"Dean, I have already notified Zhang Chaoyue's agency.

However, is it worthwhile for us to invite a traffic star to give a lecture just for a new song? "

It is true that Suona has not released a new song for many years, and even the most unpopular Erhu has some innovations.

The dean is anxious, she can understand, after all, the dean is a suona master.

Seeing that there is no one to pass on their skills, and there is a pool of stagnant water, normal people are anxious.

It's just that in the girl's eyes, Zhang Chaoyue composed a piece of suona, and invited him to teach at the First Conservatory of Music. This honor is too great.

The dean listened to the whole piece without rushing, and then he spoke leisurely.

"Xiao Liu, you don't understand, this is not a simple innovation.

"First of all, Zhang Chaochao, a girl, has better skills than the professors in the college, and is no different than me.

"The piece she created not only requires high skills and talent, but also requires higher understanding."

"Anyway, I can't create this kind of music."

"And this kind of genius is absolutely impossible to create only this piece of music."

Xiao Liu was stunned, watching the dean's face full of disbelief.

The dean has seen so many amazingly talented people, no matter how exaggerated the genius is, he has never received such admiration from the dean.

However, this female star who has a lot of black fans and has created a funeral song is favored by the dean.

This is really...

Kind of ridiculous.

The song is really good, but is it really that good?

Xiao Liu didn't notice that the dean just wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, shall I contact you about arranging the courses?"

The pieces created by Zhang Chaoyue are really beyond her appreciation ability.

Even though Xiao Liu was a little bit worried, he would not question the dean's decision.

The dean was about to speak, but the cheerful melody of "Little Cowherd" suddenly came from the live broadcast room.

Xiao Liu also heard "The Great Funeral" and was about to cover his ears, but froze in place.

She was about to speak, but was interrupted by the headmaster raising his hand with a straight face.

The melodious and cheerful voice came slowly, and this song seemed to have magical powers.

After Xiao Liu and the dean listened quietly, their legs and feet also shook quietly, as if they were still immersed in the cheerful atmosphere.

After a while, the dean let out a breath slowly, with the corners of his mouth raised.

"Am I right? This is the real genius."

Xiao Liu pursed his lips, and the suspicion in his heart disappeared immediately.

"Dean, I'm sorry, I'm too impetuous and superficial."

The dean waved his hand and said earnestly.

"Xiao Liu, we are doing folk music, and we must be calm to make good tunes.

"Well, I'll personally take care of the contact.

"For the sake of young people who can carry forward Suona, it is nothing to go out in person."

Xiao Liu was stunned, and his mind went blank.

Until now, she didn't understand how important Zhang Chaoyue was in the dean's heart.

……

On the other side, after Zhang Chaoyue finished playing a song, there was still some unsatisfactory expression on his face.

Why didn't I find out about Suona before, but the more I blow it, the more addictive it becomes.

It may be that the system is powerful, and Zhang Chaoyue will devote himself to it every time he blows the suona.

The feeling of being connected by blood makes people feel hearty.

Zhang Chaoyue paused for a while, and then the master who was doing the work came back to his senses.

He hastily trotted over to bow and thanked.

"Thank you Master Zhang.

With a master like you making the move, my grandpa will have a good time. "

"You must be hungry, sit down and eat something to fill your stomach."

After all, the host hurriedly called for people to bring up bowls of braised vegetables.

There will be banquets for white affairs, but that is the last day to finish the work.

Now, of course, I can only make do with some stewed vegetables, which is also the rule.

The second chef in the back kitchen brought up a large bowl, which was full of pork.

Two big white steamed buns were placed on top of the stewed vegetables, and the aroma burst out instantly.

Zhang Chaoyue put down the suona, took the Dahai bowl, and sat on the long bench to start.

"I'm really a little hungry, but smelling the smell, this stew must taste the same.

No wonder the master is generous, so I will not be polite. "

They are all stewed dishes, but the taste is a thousand miles away.

The second master is the most tested here, that is, the skill of the cook.

The price of a good cook is not cheap.

Zhang Chaoyue grabbed the steamed buns and broke them into small pieces, eating them in a gentle manner, but not at a slow speed.

"In fact, everyone, don't underestimate the big pot of rice in the countryside.

The ingredients used are sufficient and fresh, and the chef's craftsmanship is also great. If you have the opportunity to eat it once, you will know. "

The water friends in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded when they saw this big bowl full of braised vegetables.

You're a big star, so you're not afraid of being ruined if you eat like this?
"Where is Heizi? Come out for me, those who love Kun and flowers, let me watch and learn!"

"Sister Zhang Chaoyue is really down-to-earth."

"My saliva is drooling. Why doesn't the hairy crab in my hand smell good?"

"While your brother is eating four or five hundred steaks and pasta, sister Zhang Chaoyue is eating big pot dishes.

Tsk tsk, no harm without comparison.

"Hehe, it hurts to have a cut the size of a fingernail. I really don't know how you guys have the face to surpass girls."

"These little fresh meats are more pussy than pussy, ha ha."

Zhang Chaoyue took the time to glance at the barrage, but just smiled and didn't speak.

One is that I don't want to talk to them, and the other is that I don't have time to talk to them.

When eating, the sky and the earth are the biggest.

At this time, Zhang Chaoyue's cell phone rang.

She didn't even look at it, just pressed it down.

The phone rang again, but Zhang Chaoyue still didn't answer it.

She put down the phone casually, smiled and explained to Shuiyou casually.

"Cooker, cooker, I'm a senior foodie, so I concentrate on eating when I'm eating."

The water friends were all happy when they saw it.

Many die-hard fans showed old father-like smiles.

This is my sister Zhang Chaoyue, she is real and unpretentious.

The water friend is happy, but as everyone knows, the manager, sister Gao, is going crazy.

It's just a meal, don't you want to be so serious!

(End of this chapter)