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"Don't bother me."

Han Chunming's smile froze and he looked at Cheng Jianjun who was speaking. The others also looked at Cheng Jianjun.

Cheng Jianjun sat calmly in his seat and said with disdain, "Han Chunming, just because you can't play it, does that mean that no one in the world can play it? Tell me, isn't that right?"

"Yes, what Cheng Jianjun said makes sense."

"That's right, Han Chunming is a bit crazy."

Han Chunming is popular, but that doesn't mean everyone is nice to him. Among so many educated youth, there are still some who can't stand him.

Han Chunming didn't pay attention to those people who were making a fuss. He just narrowed his eyes and looked at Cheng Jianjun.

He suddenly remembered that Cheng Jianjun seemed to work in a piano factory. Could this guy play the piano?

But thinking about it carefully, he had never seen Guo Jianjun play the piano before, and the atmosphere was so intense at this point, with so many people watching, he had to hold on.

"Yo, yo, yo, this is a bit interesting, huh?"

Mao Tutu has a good relationship with Han Chunming and also dislikes Cheng Jianjun. He has the same idea as Han Chunming and does not think that Cheng Jianjun can play the piano.

So he wanted to help Han Chunming out: "Cheng Jianjun, from the sound of your voice, it seems like you can do it? If you can, give us one."

Cheng Jianjun was overjoyed. This was a good opportunity to slap Han Chunming in the face and embarrass him. He certainly didn't want to miss it.

However, he remained calm on the surface. Amid the jeers of the crowd, he slowly stood up and looked at Han Chunming with a half-smile.

"Okay, Chunming, I'm really going to ask you to play this board. What do you think I should do if I make a sound?"

Han Chunming already felt something was wrong, but he rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, Jianjun, I'm not talking about just making sounds, I mean, you have to play a whole song, right?"

Everyone started to make a fuss again, but Zhou Chen was the only one who looked at Han Chunming with pity. This guy wouldn't be able to laugh any more soon.

Cheng Jianjun's expression remained unchanged, and he felt even more proud.

"Okay, in that case, everyone please bear witness for me. Now I solemnly invite Su Meng to sing and I will play the piano accompaniment. It's evening outside Moscow."

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Su Meng was a little dazed. How could this be linked to her?

However, under Cheng Jianjun's pulling and everyone's cheers, she finally gave in. She liked the feeling of being the center of attention.

Watching Cheng Jianjun and Su Meng walk onto the stage, the smile on Han Chunming's face completely disappeared, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

When Zhou Chen saw this, he kicked him.

"What?" Han Chunming asked.

Zhou Chen said: "You have to be mentally prepared. Cheng Jianjun will not let you off easily."

Han Chunming's expression became even uglier: "You also think he can play?"

"Otherwise he would be embarrassed if he went up there? Can't you think of such a simple truth?"

Han Chunming stopped talking. Based on his understanding of Cheng Jianjun, he knew that what Zhou Chen said was true.

Zhou Chen looked at Han Chunming with an ugly expression, and did not attack him again. He raised his head and looked at Su Meng on the stage.

This was the first time Zhou Chen saw Su Meng after he traveled through time.

To be honest, Su Meng was indeed very beautiful in a dress. Her facial features were not delicate, but she was tall, had big eyes, and wore twin ponytails, which added a bit of youthful beauty to her.

In this age when most women don't know how to dress themselves, a woman like Su Meng who dresses well and knows how to dress herself can indeed attract the attention of many men.

However, in Zhou Chen's opinion, Su Meng looks okay, except that her skin is a little dark. Overall, she is about 70 points, which is above average.

Just thinking about her personality, her arrogance, and her rudeness, it's true that whoever gets involved with her will be in trouble.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 651: Slap Cheng Jianjun in the Face

At this time, the hall was quiet and everyone was waiting for Cheng Jianjun and Su Meng to cooperate.

Cheng Jianjun sat next to the piano, with his ten fingers on the keys, looking relaxed and like a famous pianist.

Seeing Su Meng already standing in front of the microphone, Cheng Jianjun smiled slightly, nodded at Su Meng, and then began to play with the ten fingers of both hands.

"Boom..."

The unique sound of the piano sounded and Cheng Jianjun began to play.

Originally, no one took Cheng Jianjun seriously, thinking that he just wanted to show off and was actually just playing blindly.

But when they heard the prelude, they were all surprised, because Cheng Jianjun played it as if it were real.

Then there was a round of applause. In everyone's eyes, being able to play the piano was something very significant.

But Han Chunming was forcing a smile, with an awkward expression, which made Zhou Chen unable to help laughing. Brother, you deserve what you get.

Su Meng looked back at Cheng Jianjun in surprise. They lived in the same yard, and even she didn't know that Cheng Jianjun could do this.

As the sound of the piano rang out, she turned around, with a serious expression and a smile on her lips, and began to sing.

"In the garden late at night, everything is quiet..."

Su Meng’s voice is indeed good, even better than the girls who sang with her before. If she were to live forty years later, she would be able to be an entertainment host.

As Su Meng sang, everyone quieted down and listened attentively.

The better Su Meng sang and the smoother Cheng Jianjun played, the uglier Han Chunming's expression became.

Besides the fact that Cheng Jianjun had just deliberately targeted him, the fact that his beloved girl was actually singing happily with the accompaniment of another man made him even more heartbroken.

The more Han Chunming acted like this, the more proud Cheng Jianjun became. He looked at Han Chunming provocatively, but Han Chunming at this moment didn't even look at them. He lowered his head and said nothing.

With the accompaniment of the piano and singing, several pairs of men and women couldn't help but come out and started dancing together.

Zhou Chen watched this scene with great interest. Such scenes were really rare. Dance halls had not yet become popular in the country, let alone bars.

At this time, singing and dancing in public are more common in schools and various parties.

A song about an evening on the outskirts of Moscow, which lasted only a few minutes and ended quickly.

Cheng Jianjun was in a good mood and played the piano happily.

Su Meng was even happier. So many people applauded her, which greatly satisfied her vanity. She even smiled at Cheng Jianjun, whom she usually looked down upon.

The two smiled at each other, then stood side by side, enjoying the applause of the crowd.

Han Chunming was already feeling upset, and when he saw this scene, his face turned even darker. He didn't know where to put his hands, and he shook his head, unable to calm down.

Cheng Jianjun glanced at Han Chunming calmly, then said with a smile: "Everyone, I have finished playing the piano. Does anyone need to call me grandpa now?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became very awkward, but there were still some individuals who responded loudly.

"correct."

"That's right, Chunming, call me master."

"Chunming, if you want to admit defeat, shout."

Some of these people were gloating over his misfortune, while others just couldn't stand Han Chunming and wanted to embarrass him.

Han Chunming, who was teased by everyone, smiled reluctantly, but he couldn't say anything to refute. However, he was unwilling to call Cheng Jianjun "Grandpa" as he couldn't bear to lose face.

Cai Xiaoli, who had always liked Han Chunming, could not stand it any longer. She shouted at Cheng Jianjun on the stage: "Cheng Jianjun, that's enough. You can only play the piano a few times. It's nothing great."

Cheng Jianjun didn't give him face and said seriously: "Let's not talk about whether I played well or not, but I played it well."

Su Meng liked Han Chunming, and of course she didn't want Han Chunming to lose face, so she said dissatisfiedly: "Cheng Jianjun, everyone was just joking, why do you take it so seriously?"

It might embarrass Han Chunming, and even if it was Su Meng, Cheng Jianjun would not give him face.

"I'm not serious. Chunming said it himself in front of everyone. He would call anyone who could play the piano "master". It's not right that just because he can't play, he says no one can play the piano. That's really underestimating people."

As he said this, he looked at Han Chunming who had turned around, and asked with disdain, "What's wrong? Do you want to regret it now?"

Han Chunming was forced to stand up, but when he was about to speak, Zhou Chen suddenly stood up, raised his hand and pressed his shoulder to stop him.

"Zhou Chen, you..." Han Chunming looked at Zhou Chen in surprise.

Zhou Chen smiled at him, then turned to face Cheng Jianjun on the stage.

Cheng Jianjun also saw this scene. He looked at Zhou Chen with disdain: "Why, Zhou Chen, do you want to stand up for Chunming? Oh, I almost forgot, Chunming might be your brother-in-law in the future. It is only natural for a brother-in-law to stand up for his brother-in-law."

Zhou Chen's face suddenly turned gloomy, and Han Chunming was also angry.

If Cheng Jianjun asked him to call her "Grandpa", he would at most just feel embarrassed, but now Cheng Jianjun actually called her "second sister", which he couldn't tolerate.

He wanted to speak, but Zhou Chen held him down.

Many educated youth in the hall also felt that something was wrong. Cheng Jianjun's words, which seemed like a joke, were actually very unpleasant to hear.

However, there were also many people who looked at Zhou Chen and Han Chunming with strange eyes.

The hall became quiet and everyone was looking at Zhou Chen, Han Chunming and Cheng Jianjun.

Zhou Chen looked stern and his eyes were cold: "Cheng Jianjun, you should understand that trouble comes from the mouth."

Zhou Chen's threat made Cheng Jianjun feel even more upset. He smiled disdainfully and said, "Why, am I wrong? Chunming, I'm willing to admit defeat. I'm still waiting for you to call me Lord, don't you really want it?" Do you regret it?"

Han Chunming's face looked grim. This time he had indeed lost the bet and he had no way to refute it.

He couldn't refute it, but Zhou Chen would not let Cheng Jianjun get his way.

"Cheng Jianjun, you are so shameless. What you just played is also called a piece of music? Do you really think you are the only one here who knows how to play the piano?"

Cheng Jianjun was very unhappy and asked with disdain: "Zhou Chen, what do you mean by that? Can you play the piano too?"

Zhou Chen sneered, "I'm embarrassed to say that you've worked in the piano factory for two years, and this is the level you can reach? To an outsider, it sounds smooth, but you made a total of 26 mistakes in the whole piece, from the beginning to the end. With this level, you still have the nerve to say that you can play the piano, and you still have the nerve to let Chunming call you grandpa?"

Cheng Jianjun was confused, and not only him, but many of the educated youth present were also confused, because they couldn't hear anything wrong with the way Cheng Jianjun played the piano.

Twenty-six more errors, are you serious?

Han Chunming's eyes lit up immediately. Out of his absolute trust in Zhou Chen, he immediately said, "Cheng Jianjun, did you hear that? The piano piece is only a few minutes long, and you made 26 mistakes. Can you call that playing the piano? If that's what you call playing the piano, then I can do it, too. I just made mistakes anyway, so who can't do that?"

Cheng Jianjun's face turned pale. "Han Chunming, if you want to cheat, just say so. No matter what, you should call me grandpa after I played a piece of music. Besides, isn't what Zhou Chen said right? I think he just wants to excuse you, so he is making a fuss and saying that I played wrong. Why didn't others hear it, but you did?"

"hehe."

Zhou Chen smiled gently and did not argue with Cheng Jianjun. He just said casually: "Whether what I said is true or not is also easy to tell. I will play it again on the same night outside Moscow for everyone to listen to. Then let everyone make their own judgments to see if what I said is right or not."

Mao, who had long disliked Cheng Jianjun, immediately started to make a scene, "I think there's no problem. Let's take a look at the facts. Cheng Jianjun, you're not afraid to listen, are you?"

"What a joke! I don't dare? Why shouldn't I dare? I just think that some people really don't keep their word, go back on their words, and are willing to gamble and refuse to admit defeat."

Cheng Jianjun looked unhappy. With so many people here, he found that more people were on Han Chunming's side than on his side.

The more this happened, the more he refused to accept it, and the more he wanted to embarrass Han Chunming.

No, now we have to add Zhou Chen to the mix and embarrass both of them.

Seeing this, Yang Huajian clapped loudly and shouted, "Okay, in that case, let Zhou Chen sing us another song, "An Evening Outside Moscow". Su Meng, I'd like to trouble you to sing it again, is that ok?"

Su Meng answered without hesitation: "Of course no problem."

Zhou Chen frowned slightly. He didn't want to cooperate with Su Meng at all. But when he looked at Han Chunming, who was standing beside him with an expectant look and an expression like "I'll leave everything to you", he could only sigh.

So he stopped talking and walked directly onto the stage. Under Cheng Jianjun's gloomy gaze, he went straight to the piano and sat down.

The next moment, Zhou Chen suddenly said to Han Chunming: "Chunming, take off your clothes and give them to me."

"what?"

Han Chunming looked stunned.

"Ah what, hurry up."

Han Chunming didn't know what Zhou Chen was up to. After thinking about it, he obediently took off his outer shirt and handed it to Zhou Chen. He was left with only the two vests inside, which made him quite embarrassed.

Zhou Chen took Han Chunming's shirt, rolled it up, and then wiped it on the piano keys.

Good guy.

When Cheng Jianjun saw this scene, his eyes turned red. As for the others, they all looked at Zhou Chen in disbelief.

Han Chunming's mouth twitched. He secretly glanced at Cheng Jianjun and found that his face was ashen and his lips were trembling.

Even if Zhou Chen didn't look at Cheng Jianjun's expression, he knew how bad his mood was. What was even more shameful was what he said next.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit of a germaphobe and I'm not used to using things that have been used by others."

As he spoke, he had already finished wiping, and then threw the clothes to Han Chunming: "This clothes is dirty and can't be worn. Throw it away, and I will compensate you with a new one later."

Han Chunming smiled and cooperated: "Okay, no problem, I'll throw it away right away."