Become the richest man from picking up junk

Chapter 97 did not recognize the track
Hearing the discussions around him, Shen Jian felt a little unhappy.

Although many people spoke up for Shen Jian, there were still a small group of people who ridiculed Shen Jian, saying that he was deceiving the world and stealing his name.

Then Shen Jian said, "You can give pointers to me, but you can't give pointers to me!"

"Oh my god! So handsome! Is sweet love finally coming to me?"

"Little brother, I love you!"

"Ouba...can you kill me?"

Hearing these screams, Shen Jian was speechless.

Are all girls like this now?

This is too crazy, right?
There are even begging for scolding?
A bunch of little fans below were staring at Shen Jian, no doubt they fell in love with Shen Jian's talent and appearance, which caused the male students around them to be extremely upset.

It's fine to play the piano and pretend to be a fork, but now you want to grab a girl?
Soldiers can be killed, girls cannot be robbed!

"Can you nymphomaniacs calm down a bit, can this kind of song be written by such a person? If it's Senior Wu, I can still believe it, but if you...it's impossible!"

"That's right! Look at the shabby clothes he's wearing, and there's a sack behind him. I'm afraid he's not a trash picker!"

"Hey! He's picking up trash! I saw him just now."

Those boys below expressed their attitudes one after another, they just wanted to suppress Shen Jian.

"What's wrong with picking up junk? Did I pick up junk to eat your rice and drink your cold water?"

Shen Jian couldn't help being a little angry, and it was right to think about it. It would be strange if a group of people pointed at him and didn't get angry.

"Look! He admitted it! But a scavenger can make such a song? Now I wonder if he secretly played the recording!"

"That's right! There are people who pick up junk, and it's too bad to gain attention, right? Get out of our school!"

Hearing Shen Jian's admission that he was picking up trash, the gang of boys made another attack and pressed harder and harder.

"What's the matter with picking up junk? I'm willing to suffer with him for being so handsome."

"That's right! Isn't picking up junk a job? I'd rather sit in the trash and cry than laugh in a BMW!"

"Little brother, we support you! We all believe in you!"

There were still people in the audience who believed in Shen Jian, but they were all a bunch of little girls who were obsessed with beauty, obviously not convincing.

Shen Jian went straight to the point, staring at the few students who mocked him and said, "What if I composed this piece?"

"If you composed this song, I'd eat this computer on the spot! But if you didn't compose it, you should get out of school quickly and don't pretend to be a fork here. My young master makes me sick just looking at it!"

"Okay! Then I'll add a pound too. If you compose the music, I'll eat the piano!"

"I eat guitars!"

Several people around booed one after another.

"it is good!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Jian found a pen and paper beside him, and quickly drew the staff.

After 2 minutes, throw this piece of paper to those few people.

"Go and search, can you find it?"

Shen Jian has taught classes here, and he knows that every student has an app dedicated to drawing staves, and through this app, all current music scores can be queried.

The provocative person glanced at Shen Jian playfully at first.

"Heh, do you think you can scare me like this? Idiots are dreaming!"

After finishing speaking, the man took over the stave, took a photo and searched it on the app.

A few seconds later, a few large characters were displayed on the phone.

The track was not recognized.

Seeing these words, the man was obviously a little surprised, and immediately shook his head.

It should be a network problem!
The second time, the track was not recognized.

The track was not recognized.

……

I tried nearly ten times in a row, but the answer was one, and the track was not recognized!
The man didn't believe in evil, and handed the music score to several people in the same company for them to search. He firmly believed that his mobile phone was broken.

Five minutes passed, no matter how many people were changed, the result was one.

The track was not recognized!
Seeing their bitter faces, Shen Jian said contemptuously, "How is it? Can you prove it now?"

People around also booed after seeing this result.

"You guys still don't believe that my little brother is capable of himself! Are you shooting yourself in the foot?"

"Really, I don't know why some people are so jealous and can't look down on others, okay?"

"Hey! Didn't those three people just want to eat computers, pianos, and guitars? Let's start."

After hearing this, Shen Jianbi, who was standing on the stage, made a gesture of invitation, signaling them to start the performance.

The faces of those people were extremely ugly, and they ran away amidst boos.

After the provocative people left, some people began to suggest that Shen Jian should play another song.

"Little brother, would you like to play another song? People want to hear it!"

"Is there any original, we still want to hear it! It's so attractive."

"Little brother, I've already bowed down to you, please do another song!"

Shen Jian couldn't refuse the audience's pursuit and expectations, so he immediately agreed.

"Okay, the next song is still my original, the name is "Dream"!"

This time Shen Jian didn't use the electronic organ, but picked up a six-hole flute beside him.

The electronic organ has been played once, of course it needs to be replaced with something fresh.

Afterwards, Shen Jian began to play.

As a classical musical instrument in China, the six-hole flute has the advantages of long and quiet sound.

And with this song "Dream", it adds a touch of fantasy.

The sound of the flute sounded, and the surrounding immediately became silent, and everyone was immersed in the melodious sound of the flute.

Every section is enough to make people intoxicated.

Everyone present was brought into that dream by Shen Jian's flute sound.

In the dream, they saw what their hearts desire most...

Time passed quietly, and three or four minutes had passed.

The sound of the flute stopped, and there was silence in the arena, and everyone was addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Shen Jian smiled and said, "Shouldn't there be applause here?"

Hearing this, everyone clapped their hands and applauded as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"another one!"

"I want to listen!"

"..."

The audience booed again.

But Shen Jian didn't have this plan anymore, he just performed a simple performance to enjoy himself, and he still had important things to do.

Just as Shen Jian was about to step down, a teacher came up to the stage.

"Student, are you interested in studying abroad? With your talent, you can reach a higher level. It will be of great help to you to go out and see more contacts."

"I'm not a student of this school."

Hearing this, the teacher's expression changed slightly, and he returned to normal in an instant.

"It doesn't matter! Which school are you from? You should know that Sioux City Conservatory of Music is the highest-standard music school in this city, and I can specially recruit you."

Shen Jian waved his hand and said, "I'm not a student, and I'm not interested in studying abroad, I just play for fun."

Hearing this, the teacher turned and left with a look of regret.

He didn't want to blind such a good seed for nothing. He left now just to find the school's senior management. Such a talent must not be buried by him!

(End of this chapter)