Entertainment: You can’t imagine the happiness of coal bosses

Chapter 566

"Brother, why are you doing so badly now?" Zhou Yang asked deliberately.

"It's okay, just like that, I'm working in this store now!" Zhou Haifeng said with a smile.

"Working?"

Zhou Yang frowned slightly. He originally thought that Zhou Haifeng was doing well, but he didn't expect that he was still the same as himself.

"Brother Zhou, don't look like that! I work to earn money to support my girlfriend and children, which is already very impressive!" Zhou Haifeng said.

Zhou Yang was speechless when he heard it.

"Brother, I heard from Xiaoqian that you want to start a business?" Zhou Yang changed the subject.

"Well, I just opened a business and need funds!" Zhou Haifeng sighed: "I originally wanted to take out a loan to open it, but I didn't expect that my girlfriend wouldn't let me borrow money, so I can only open a small auto repair shop."

"Is that so!" Zhou Yang nodded, "Brother, if you need funds, come to me at any time!"

"Really?" Zhou Haifeng was a little unbelievable.

"Of course it's true! I'm Zhou Yang!" Zhou Yang raised his head proudly.

Zhou Haifeng laughed loudly, and then took the recipe and flipped through it.

"Damn! Brother, look at the things written on this recipe, they are too expensive!" After looking at it for a long time, Zhou Haifeng couldn't help but complain.

Zhou Yang rolled his eyes at Zhou Haifeng and said, "What do you know? Expensive is classy!"

"..."

Zhou Haifeng's mouth twitched a few times, and then he said awkwardly, "I know, I know, I just want to highlight the price!"

"Yes, that's what I mean!" Zhou Yang said confidently.

Zhou Haifeng smiled embarrassedly, and then said: "By the way, brother Zhou, Xiaoqian said you can play the piano, can you teach me?"

"It's okay to teach you!" Zhou Yang waved his hand and said: "But, are you sure you can make money by learning to play the piano?"

Zhou Haifeng was stunned and said: "Nonsense, who makes money by playing the piano? Of course it's the stars!"

"Uh..."

Zhou Yang touched the tip of his nose.

Zhou Yang said: "Didn't you say that those who learn to play the piano are artists? Why do you want to learn to play the piano?"

"You..."

Zhou Haifeng was choked and speechless.

After a while, Zhou Haifeng said depressedly: "Brother, you are wrong!"

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Haifeng widened his eyes and said: "Do you know that if this is the case, I don't deserve to have a musical dream!"

"Uh... Is there any inevitable connection between you not being able to play the piano and whether you have a musical dream?" Zhou Yang asked curiously.

Zhou Haifeng said: "If I can't play the piano, how can I pursue my musical dream!"

Zhou Yang: "..."

Zhou Haifeng said again: "In everyone's mind, the first dream is always a musical dream, or a partner for a musical dream, right? Without a partner for the piano, what is the piano dream?"

"Uh... there is some truth in that!" Zhou Yang suddenly realized.

"Of course, although it is a bit difficult to find a partner for the piano dream, as long as I practice hard, I will succeed soon."

Zhou Yang frowned and said: "But I heard that it is difficult to find a partner for the piano dream, especially for people like you who were born in the countryside."

Zhou Haifeng's face changed several times, and he was silent for a long time and said: "So I can only fight alone!"

"Uh! Sorry, I shouldn't ask this question!"

Zhou Yang coughed awkwardly twice.

In any case, Zhou Haifeng was worse off than himself, after all, his parents died.

At this time, the boss brought up the skewers.

Zhou Haifeng immediately buried his head in eating.

While Zhou Yang was eating delicious spicy hot pot, he chatted with Zhou Haifeng.

During the chat, Zhou Yang found that although his brother was honest, he was very smart.

He seemed to be very keen on business and other things. He accumulated a huge fortune in just a few days.

"So Zhou Yang, you kid, teach me to play the piano."

Zhou Haifeng put down his chopsticks and stared at Zhou Yang seriously.

Zhou Yang scratched his head and said, "I have no problem, but I'm afraid you can't learn it!"

Although Zhou Yang has an excellent memory, he also knows very well that it is not easy to learn to play the piano.

"Brother, I learn things very quickly, I guarantee that I will understand it in one go!"

Zhou Haifeng patted his chest with a solemn oath.

Zhou Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head. This guy is just bragging.

He has seen it before. At the beginning, Zhou Yang took four or five months to learn the basic techniques, not to mention that this guy is just a beginner.

"Brother, playing the piano is actually a technical job. It's useless to just watch those handsome guys playing the piano on TV. The key is to actually practice." Zhou Yang explained patiently.

Zhou Haifeng asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"

"The meaning is very simple, that is, you have to put your fingers on the piano first, close your eyes, and then feel it with your heart."

"Wait for youWhen you can fully integrate into this piece of music, you can play it. By then, the sound you play should be comparable to any master! "

"Really?"

Zhou Haifeng said with a suspicious face: "Brother, you are not lying to me, are you?"

"How can I, a piano genius, lie to you?" Zhou Yang said righteously.

Zhou Haifeng said with a suspicious face: "Then I will try."

After Zhou Haifeng finished speaking, he sat on the chair according to Zhou Yang's words, gently closed his eyes, and slowly entered the state.

After a while, Zhou Haifeng's hands began to move.

"Well! This is more like it. "

Looking at Zhou Haifeng's skillful playing, Zhou Yang nodded and praised.

But soon, Zhou Yang frowned slightly.

Because Zhou Haifeng's playing speed was getting faster and faster.

This is not scientific at all.

You know, Zhou Haifeng is definitely a master level. Even he can play so skillfully, doesn't that mean that this guy is also a child prodigy in ancient times?

"Brother, stop for a while."

Finally, Zhou Yang couldn't help shouting.

"Huh?" Zhou Haifeng opened his eyes and showed confusion.

Zhou Yang took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said again: "Brother, I think it's definitely not okay to practice like this!"

"Then what do you say?" Zhou Haifeng asked.

"Brother, have you heard that playing the piano requires soul?" Zhou Yang suddenly said.

Zhou Haifeng was stunned: "What soul?"

Zhou Yang continued.

"The piano music you play now has no soul, at best it can only be regarded as noise! ”

“Damn, brother, you sound quite professional!”

Zhou Haifeng was surprised.

Zhou Yang smiled and said, “Well, it’s because I’ve learned it before!”