Chapter 650: Master's Testimonial

"Sir, you have already registered a free bill, I wish you a happy meal!"
The waiter smiled and was about to leave after talking about the free order.
"wait!"
Zhang Zexu's face was ugly and quickly grabbed the waiter.
"Sir, what are you doing?"
The waiter was startled suddenly.
"I ask you, what is your standard for exemption? Why do you give him exemption!"
Zhang Zexu blushed, naturally a little unconvinced.
If this list is eliminated, doesn't it mean that Jiang Beichen is better than him?
Where should he put the face of Master Zhang! The waiter looked dumbfounded, thinking this person is a fool, right?
I'm exempting you from the bill, so you have to get to the bottom of it?
"That is, are you making a mistake? At his level, how could it be possible to avoid the order, ask your person in charge to come over and make it clear!"
Wang Rongrong was also not convinced.
He didn't believe it anymore, a soil bun could actually get the exemption qualification.
Even if it sounds good, it's all blind, yes it must be blind.
She absolutely couldn't accept that Jiang Beichen could reach the tenth level.
"what happened?"
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a British suit and bow tie, with a literary atmosphere, suddenly walked over from a distance.
"This is not Langlang?"
"The top piano master in China!"
"The only Chinese pianist to enter the Vienna Hall of Fame!"
The people around had a lot of discussions, but I didn't expect to see Lang Lang himself here.
There used to be rumors that the owner of this restaurant is Lang Lang, they still don’t believe it, but now it seems to be true, really Lang Lang! "Master Lang Lang?"
Zhang Zexu was shocked and quickly released the waiter.
After all, Lang Lang is a master in a field, and in front of such a master, he is naturally not too arrogant and seems to have no quality.
After all, it is the young master of the family who pays attention to temperament.
But apparently his temperament has been completely ignored by Lang Lang, and they didn't pay attention to him at all, but walked directly towards Jiang Beichen.
"Mr., did you play this piece just now?"
Lang Lang took the initiative to reach out and shook Jiang Beichen.
"I listened in the back, it was amazing, even if I came to play, it may not be up to your level!"
Lang Lang said in a pertinent tone with emotion on his face.
"It's really awesome!"
Wow! Now the restaurant is boiling.
What do the words of Master Lang Lang mean?
Everyone naturally understood, this is equivalent to a disguised admission that his piano level is not as high as this young man! The gold content of this compliment is too heavy! After all, Lang Lang is the world's top piano master. If these words are spread, I am afraid this young man will be worth more! "Normally, but I'm not too proficient in this song actually!"
Jiang Beichen hurriedly said modestly, after all, people are masters, and face is given to them. It is necessary for business to talk about each other.
"Haha, Mr. Jiang is humble, your level must definitely be higher than mine!"
Lang Lang is not at all ambiguous, in fact, the more capable people are, the more humble.
"I have prepared a private room in it. How about Mr. Jiang calling your friend to have a few drinks together?"
Lang Lang suddenly made an invitation. He and the young man in front of him felt bitterly late when they met, so naturally he wanted to continue talking.
"Then it is better to be respectful!"
Jiang Beichen agreed with a smile. In a crowd of envious eyes, the two of them walked inside while chatting, and they cast admiring eyes around.
However, Zhang Zexu was flushed, with his fists clenched fiercely, naturally he felt ashamed.
After all, no matter how much he questioned, it was useless.
Master Lang Lang personally admitted that he was inferior to Jiang Beichen. What does this mean?
Jiang Beichen's piano level has definitely reached the tenth level! Did not run! After all, if Jiang Beichen can't reach it, doesn't it mean that Langlang can't reach it even more?
They are masters! This face was really slapped.
Wang Rongrong also felt hot on her face and her face was ashamed.
How does this bun like anything?
The 18 languages ​​used to be very surprising. Didn’t expect the piano level to be so high?
She still dare to say that others have not kept it?
Do you dare to say that they are dumplings from small places?
In any case, all these aspects have crushed most of the children of the generations, right?
Thinking of this, Wang Rongrong had a faint regret in her heart.
After all, Jiang Lai wanted to introduce Jiang Beichen to herself at the beginning. The better the other party, the more uncomfortable she naturally felt.
Like a thorn, like a knuckle in the throat.
"Hey, Rongrong, don't think too much, in fact, it was impossible for you!"
Jiang Lai naturally noticed his girlfriend's thoughts and couldn't help but say something.
In fact, when she said this, she simply wanted to comfort her.
After all, my brother is already married. Even if she brought the two together, my brother would definitely not agree.
But when these words were heard in Wang Rongrong's ears, it was not the case at all.
"Laila, what do you mean?"
"Do you think I didn't deserve him from the beginning?"
Wang Rongrong had an angrily expression on her face.
"No, I didn't mean that, you misunderstood..." "What did I misunderstand?"
"What's the misunderstanding!"
Wang Rongrong was trembling with anger, and pointed at Jiang Beichen's back with disdain.
"He is just an aboriginal from a small place, can he compare with us?"
"My Wang family is a top-tier giant!"
"Even if he studies hard and learns all kinds of skills, but what about it?"
"Class cannot be crossed!"
"The hard work of our generations will give him ten years of hard work!"
"In my eyes, he will always be a bumpkin, and this will never change!"
Wang Rongrong couldn't help but growl out.
Actually said that Wang Rongrong is not worthy of a native?
It's a big joke! "Yes, what can we Rongrong not worthy of?"
Zhang Zexu also sneered disdainfully.
He also knew that Jiang Lai wanted to match Wang Rongrong and Jiang Beichen before. At this moment, he was pulling Wang Rongrong into his arms and proudly said: "Rong Rong is now my girlfriend. Isn't it possible that my clan can't keep up with him? Kind!"
"you guys!"
Jiang Lai suddenly felt unreasonable.
How to say it, mentioning the body again?
What a great family background?
In her eyes, her own brother is many times stronger than Zhang Zexu's so-called family children.
"You just feel good about yourself!"
"Compared with my brother, you are nothing!"
Jiang Lai said with disdain, and hurriedly pursued Jiang Beichen.
Zhang Zexu was so angry.
Little girl film, dare to say that he is nothing?
"Zexu, don't be angry, Jiang Lai is making trouble with self-esteem, don't be familiar with her!"
Wang Rongrong quickly persuaded that she didn't want the two to make the relationship froze.
"Huh, why am I so angry!"
Zhang Zexu looked disdainful.
"I know, she is making trouble with inferiority complex!"
"After all, their brothers are not born well. They have a drug dealer's mother and a wild father in a small place!"
"How can you compare with the children of our big families?"
Zhang Zexu said coldly.
"Even if they desperately want to be good, they will always be just rubbish!"
"How can I, Zhang Zexu, care about rubbish?"
Zhang Zexu said with disdain, the sense of superiority seemed to swell again.
After all, the fate of a person has been determined from birth.
There are only a handful of people who can change their destiny, but that requires an opportunity. It is not something that can be changed by knowing eighteen languages ​​or playing the piano.
And soon, Lang Lang set up a table in the private room. The two of them ate and talked about the piano. They all mentioned professional piano knowledge. It is true that the two masters are talking very happily, but Zhang Zexu’s family Mostly left it to the side.
When he left, Lang Lang actually gave Jiang Beichen a VIP card, and he would always use this card to eat in the store, and he would always be free.
This makes Zhang Zexu and Wang Rongrong too jealous.
"Look at him, what's so great!"
Wang Rongrong murmured coldly from behind as he walked out.
"Rongrong, don't worry, don't we go to the concert for a while?"
"When I get to the venue, I have my own way to embarrass him!"
Zhang Zexu said to Wang Rongrong with a sneer.