Qin Yang closed his eyes and realized it quietly, but was disappointed to find that the feeling had completely disappeared.

How could this be?

The thread feels abrupt and cannot be expressed in words, but it gives people a sense of inexplicable comfort. It is as comfortable as a baby staying in the mother's womb with his eyes closed, but this feeling comes and goes fast, Qin Before Yang had time to feel it, the feeling was gone, as if it had never appeared before.

Qin Yang opened his eyes a little disappointed, and he had already made up his mind that perhaps he should play the piano more and enter the state where he was full of emotions and thoughts just now, and perhaps he could find the same feeling before.

"Qin Yang, you really surprised me!"

Zhang Ming stood up, looking at Qin Yang with fierce eyes, with excitement written on his face: "I thought you hadn't touched the piano for so long, I'm afraid your level would drop a lot, but I didn't want to move you, but your state is not reduced. On the contrary, there are a lot of improvements. Your talent in music is really amazing."

Without any proud look on Qin Yang's face, he smiled and said, "Teacher, you passed the award."

Zhang Ming said with a certain face: "I didn't praise you, what I said is the truth. If you say that the songs you played before have only five points of soul, then your music now has at least eight points, which is more flexible. It can bring people's emotions into... a pity, a pity..."

After Zhang Ming said that, his emotions were a bit agitated, and he suddenly sighed twice in succession.

Qin Yang looked at Zhang Ming suspiciously, wondering why his emotions were so complicated.

Zhang Ming looked at Qin Yang with appreciation and regret in his eyes: "Your talent in music is so high, and you are still so young. With time, you will surely become a new star in the piano industry, and even you can surpass many older generations. Musicians, become outstanding talents in the new festival, but unfortunately you don’t want to do this..."

Qin Yang heard Zhang Ming say this, and his heart was full of guilt. Zhang Ming is a professor with a surname, and he has such a high reputation in the circle. I don’t know how many people want to worship him as a teacher. He wanted to rush to take care of this relationship, but Zhang Ming chose himself, hoping that he could inherit her mantle, but from now it seems impossible.

"Teacher, I'm sorry..."

Zhang Ming sighed and said: "Hey, I am actually guilty of greed. I am obsessed with music. After accepting you as a disciple, I wish you could learn everything about me and show yourself in various places to prove Your ability also proves my vision."

When Qin Yang heard Zhang Ming say this, he felt more and more guilt in his heart: "Teacher, this matter..."

Before Qin Yang's words were finished, Zhang Ming waved his hand greatly: "You don't need to explain to me, although you are my student, but in fact, you have a good foundation and talent. Your master has already put you I’ve taught well. I’m just icing on the cake at best. Although I hope you can shine at the festival, I won’t force you if you don’t want to.”

Qin Yang heard what Zhang Ming said, his guilt became stronger. Indeed, Zhang Ming is also a well-known and established music professor in China. I don’t know how many people want to worship him as a teacher. After all, he can worship Zhang Ming. Being a teacher is basically equal to a through train ticket. As long as you don't mess around or die, you can basically show your ambitions in the music industry and have a boundless future. However, Zhang Ming took a fancy to himself and took the initiative to accept himself as a student.

After Zhang Ming accepted himself as a student, he taught me carefully. As a teacher, who doesn't want his students to become famous. Not only does the student have achievements and the future, as a teacher, he also has achievements and a bright face?

As a student of Zhang Ming, Qin Yang never disappointed Zhang Ming in terms of talent, learning, progress, and grades. However, Qin Yang is destined to be a person who cannot be famous. No matter how strong he is, he is destined to not be able to speak out. This is destined. Zhang Ming was very disappointed. After all, his only disciple was originally able to shine, but he was destined to be unknown.

People who know can ridicule at most, but those who don't know the inside story will be ridiculed. Zhang Ming's face will be swollen, right?

Didn’t you accept a disciple?

As for others, why didn't they react at all for so long?

Is your disciple a waste material?

Are you blind at first?

Qin Yang knows the world well, so when he thinks about this, Qin Yang's heart is very complicated.

If you are just an ordinary student, if you are not an agent of the Dragon Group, then all the problems you encounter will be easily solved, right?

These problems not only include the problem that Zhang Ming's student cannot be famous, but also some other problems. In retrospect, this status did give him some convenience, but it also gave him a lot of restrictions.

Qin Yang looked at Zhang Ming's expression of regret, suddenly a little impulsive in his heart, and blurted out: "Teacher, let me make a call first."

Zhang Ming was a little dazed, but still nodded very freely: "Okay!"

Qin Yang walked out of the room and came to the outside balcony. After thinking for two minutes, he took out his cell phone and dialed the number of Dragon King.

The old and hearty smile of the Dragon King sounded in the microphone: "You have never failed to go to the Three Treasures Hall. If you call me today, what's the matter?"

Qin Yang said in a deep voice, "If I want to be famous, will that work?"

The Dragon King was stunned for a moment: "Famous? What happened, why did you suddenly say that?"

Qin Yang naturally understood why the Dragon King asked in such a way, because for the secret agents, the nameless and surnamed have no origin and no information is perfect, because no one cares who they are, they only need to care whether their mission is successful.

For agents ~lightnovelpub.net~ who successfully perform their tasks, they will be rewarded, but this reward is only an internal reward, more of an honorary reward and a resource reward for spiritual practice, but for the original life In fact, it doesn't make any sense.

For a person like Qin Yang who never lacks money to live a life of boundless joy, and is a hidden disciple, who has all the resources that a practitioner can basically have, do those rewards have any attraction?

Relying on blood in my heart?

Who doesn't love their country? Many people are willing to give a lot for this goal, but should they give everything for themselves?

Qin Yang didn't feel that he was so noble. After all, he didn't want to join the Dragon Team at the beginning, but Master Mo Yu directly threw him in.

Qin Yang briefly talked about Zhang Ming's things, and said in a deep voice: "For my hidden identity, I can't do too many things. I have to live up to the expectations of many people, but I don't want to..."

The Dragon King said with a smile, "That's okay, we can change our thinking..."