The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

Chapter 534: Winning the Championship! A Superb Arrangement! Ming Anhe's Curiosity

Chu Yang swallowed his saliva and looked at the man sitting in the middle of the judges' seats. He became inexplicably nervous. "Hello, Dean Ming, I am Chu Yang."

So far in the game, the scores are uneven.

But without exception, Ming Anhe did not comment.

At that time, Chu Chengyun thought that there was no student who could arouse Ming Anhe's interest.

And now Ming Anhe finally spoke, but what he said made Chu Chengyun feel extremely embarrassed.

Ming Anhe asked: "Chu Yang, do you know that you played it wrong?"

Ming Anhe's voice was calm and indifferent, and no emotion could be heard from it.

Chu Yang was stunned for a moment, then picked up the microphone, his voice still containing a bit of childishness,

"Dean Ming, what I played today was indeed different from your original song. However, I didn't play it wrong. I played a slightly modified version based on yours."

In an instant, the venue fell into silence.

Everyone held their breath.

Many people had an expression of "a young waiter who has no idea how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is" on their faces.

Adapting Ming Anhe's "Lost Soul"?

Who in the world has the ability to adapt Dean Ming’s music!

It's simply a horror of slipping the world!

Diao Man's blood rushed up a little, "When I get back, I will make sure Jiang Nan is in trouble!"

Chu Chengyun's face was serious, and most of the blood color had disappeared from his face. He could not deny it.

Even if Jiang Nan is Liang Jingzhi's girlfriend, she should be severely punished for corrupting Chu Yang!

"Adapted?" Ming Anhe's voice was deep and captivating. After a few seconds' pause, he suddenly laughed, "Not bad, and played well too!"

When he finished speaking, Chu Chengyun was suddenly stunned.

Play well?

Diao Manyu was still cursing, but for a moment her words were stuck in her throat.

Is this a compliment?

Didn’t I play it wrong?

Chu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and bowed, "Thank you, Dean Ming, for your compliment."

Ming Anhe didn't say anything else, but the admiration in his eyes was hard to conceal.

He knocked twice secretly on the table next to him.

The assistant immediately leaned over.

Ming Anhe said softly: "After the game, please stay for a while, Chu Yang."

The wind suddenly changed direction.

Chu Yang's scoring results came out quickly.

The host looked at Chu Yang and announced: "The full score is 10 points. Remove the highest score of 10 points and the lowest score is 9 points. Chu Yang's final score is 9.8 points."

9.8 points.

The highest in the audience!

The trend of things suddenly went from one extreme to another.

Until the host announced that Chu Yang was the champion, Diao Manyu was still a little unresponsive.

Chu Chengyun was at a loss for a moment, but now he noticed that Ming Anhe's attitude had changed, which seemed to be because of the adapted version.

He tilted his head and asked Diao Manyu: "You said the song was adapted by Jiang Nan?"

Diao Manyu clapped happily while gritting her teeth, "Yeah, luckily Dean Ming wasn't angry. Bah, bah, it's all thanks to our Chu Yang's good playing, otherwise how could we have won the championship."

Chu Chengyun ignored Diao Manyu and looked at Ming Anhe from afar.

Chu Yang has outstanding musical talent, but he is still young after all.

There were many people at the competition today who were more skilled and experienced than Chu Yang. Chu Yang was definitely not the best.

It was all because of Dean Ming’s praise that the public opinion in the venue changed.

Could it be that it was really because Jiang Nan changed the arrangement?

But...how could she...be so capable?

She is just a person from an evil place.

“Mom and Dad!” Chu Yang ran over from a distance holding the trophy, his eyes bright, “I won the championship!”

Chu Chengyun stood up and touched Chu Yang's head, "Great!"

Chu Yang tilted his head and smiled.

Chu Chengyun: "Do you still remember composing the music? Go back and write it for Dad."

He was so concerned that he didn't pay any attention to what Chu Yang played. Now he felt it necessary to take a look.

"Okay, remember, I'll write it down for you when I get back." Chu Yang responded.

Diao Man Yu was carrying her bag, and said excitedly, "I booked a room at a high-end restaurant. My son is so great, let's celebrate."

"We have to celebrate." Chu Chengyun thought for a moment and said, "Call Liang Jingzhi and Jiang Nan."

Diao Manyu curled the corners of her mouth, somewhat reluctantly, but still sent a message to Chu Wenshuo.

Never mind, Chu Yang is so outstanding, it would be nice to have more people to show off to.

Diao Manyu held Chu Yang's hand and said, "Let's go then."

"Excuse me, are you Chu Yang's parents?" Suddenly another voice came.

Chu Chengyun turned his head and saw the person coming. The smile on his face suddenly became much more obvious, and even a little more respectful.

He said hurriedly, "Yes, yes."

The person who came was Ming Anhe's assistant.

The assistant looked at Chu Yang with a smile and said, "Dean Ming wants to invite Chu Yang to come over for a chat. I wonder if it would be convenient for you."

Diao Manyu almost cried out in excitement, "It's convenient, of course!"

Normally, big families with supernatural powers have to line up if they want to see Ming Anhe.

Ming An and Chu Yang had a private chat about this. What a great honor it was.

In an instant, eyes of envy that could hardly be concealed gathered around him from all directions.

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Chu Yang went to Dean Ming's office.

Chu Chengyun and Diao Manyu were waiting outside.

Inside the office.

Dean Ming looked at Chu Yang with a surprised expression, "You mean, this was adapted by your sister?"

Chu Yang nodded repeatedly, tilting his head, very seriously, "Yeah, and my sister is very, very, very beautiful, like a fairy."

Dean Ming was not interested in whether she was a fairy or not, but he also keenly grasped a piece of information, "You mean she is very young?"

"Yeah." Chu Yang said, "Probably around twenty years old."

Ming Anhe lowered his jaw slightly, was shocked for a few seconds, and then laughed.

I guess it's well maintained.

"Lost Soul" is his masterpiece.

If one wanted to adapt his song, neither the experience nor the research on music could be done by a girl in her twenties.

"I see. Thank you, Chu Yang." Ming Anhe squatted down and touched Chu Yang's little head. "Can I ask what your sister's name is?"

Chu Yang had a good memory, "Jiang Nan."

Ming Anhe silently repeated the name in his heart.

Jiang Nan.

He had never heard of it.

How could someone with such a talent for adaptation remain unknown?

There is only one explanation.

A hermit master.

Then we must meet!