Qin Changsheng's playing continued, and An Zizi approached An Tai and whispered.
An Zizai's ears were already a little hard to use and he couldn't quite hear what An Zizai was saying, but he was not confused and knew that An Zizai would not disturb him at this moment unless he encountered something important.
He glanced at An Zizi's cell phone, tremblingly took out a pair of reading glasses from his jacket pocket, put them on, took the phone and looked through the chat history.
"childish."
Just after taking a second look, An Tai commented in two words.
An Zizai said: "Are you saying that Qin Changsheng is naive?"
"I said you guys are naive."
An Tai didn't even raise his eyes, snorted and continued reading.
The more he watched, the happier An Tai became, with a strong sense of admiration between his brows and eyes. After reading the chat record, he couldn't help but pat his thigh and praised: "Well done!"
An Zizai thought that An Tai agreed with them and asked: "What do you mean, we should follow the wishes of the elder brother and drive this boy out immediately, so that An An will cut off contact with him and draw a clear line from now on?"
An Tai frowned and glared at An Zizai, slammed the phone and threw it on the table.
This time, it already means a lesson.
An Zizai was startled and trembled all over.
An Tai looked at Qin Changsheng who was playing the piano, and said slowly: "A young man who was born in the city, has no power, no elders to help, and no connections. Just because his mother died tragically, he dared to give up his studies and collect evidence alone.
, confronting local wealthy businessmen and judicial authorities, this kind of bloodshed and courage is rare."
Only then did An Zizai understand that An Tai had fallen in love with Qin Changsheng and admired this young man very much, so he nodded and agreed: "It's rare. At first I heard his story and I admired this young man very much."
After a pause, he changed his voice and said: "However, after he was released from prison this year, he killed a lot of people and made too many enemies. I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the tough fate after all. We, Anjia, are naturally not afraid, but we can go with him with peace of mind.
If you are too close, you will inevitably be affected by him and be troubled by him."
An Tai glanced at An Zizai and said: "After he was released from prison, he was penniless and looked down upon by others. In terms of social status, he was not as good as before he was imprisoned. However, he relied on his own abilities to avenge his mother and capture Jinling."
The Xiahou family's huge industry has developed a group of local powerful allies as allies, and they are also on good terms with the committee members of Jiangzhou, which is enough to show how extraordinary he is."
"As for the conflicts between him and the He family and the Yan family... some wealthy businessmen and the mere He family are naturally not worth mentioning. I'm sorry that they can't do anything to Qin Changsheng. As for the Yan family, he can have a mutual understanding with that boy from Yan Palace.
He had a grudge and took advantage of Yan Gong again and again, which is a great thing. Now even Prince Ma is not his opponent. I am afraid that unless Yan Lingyun takes action personally, the huge Yan family can't do anything to him.
Sample."
Speaking of this, An Tai couldn't help but laugh and said: "A young man from Jiangzhou can muddy the waters so deep in the capital. I haven't seen such an interesting thing in many years."
An Zizai was not sure what An Tai was thinking, so he asked for instructions: "What do you mean?"
"He is just An An's classmate, and he just came to see me today. Why are you nervous? Who has the courage to touch my An Tai's troubles because of this matter? Who dares to touch a hair of my precious An Tai because of him?
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"Just pretend you don't know anything. Don't tell An Xin about these things. Don't complicate simple things."
"If this little guy really suffers a loss at the hands of the Yan family one day, and even dies, then it can only be said that he has a small fortune. But if even the Yan family can't suppress him, I would be happy to do it before I die.
, witness the birth of another true dragon in China."
"At that time, wouldn't it be nice to introduce him to the people in power, train him to become a pillar of China, and keep China in good stead for another fifty years?"
An Zizai was stunned in shock. He never expected that An Tai would have such a high opinion of Qin Changsheng!
In his mind, the last person who received such praise from Antai was Qin Jinghui of the Qin family, one of the top families in the capital!
The fact is, An Tai did not make a mistake.
Since Qin Jinghui came into power, he has served in many places and has made solid political achievements. Coupled with the help from his family, his career has really skyrocketed.
Now he will be transferred to Jinmen, next door to the capital, as the second-in-command, and will be formally trained. Perhaps in eight years, he will become the next successor to take charge of the power.
After twenty years, An Tai once again spoke so highly of Qin Changsheng.
How could An Zizi not be frightened?
He slowly savored An Tai's words and tasted the deep meaning.
At this time, in An Tai's eyes, the struggle between Qin Changsheng and the Yan family has become a test for An Tai for Qin Changsheng.
If Qin Changsheng can win this struggle, An Tai is willing to help Qin Changsheng before he dies, making him a figure like a pillar of the country, and then also forging a good relationship with the An family.
But if Qin Changsheng fails in the struggle with the Yan family, or even loses his life, then it means that he has a small fortune and a short life, and the most he can say is a few words of regret.
An Tai, who has experienced revolution and been baptized by the flames of war, has long looked down upon life and death.
If Qin Changsheng is a short-lived ghost, then no matter how talented he is, it will be of no use.
Only those who can rely on luck, themselves, and fate to survive in any difficult environment, a predicament full of dangers, are the ones who can be made and used.
Throughout history, those who were born with great talent but died young rarely achieved anything.
People who can achieve great things and change history are often those who live long enough, outlast their opponents, and then develop their ambitions.
"Old man, my grandson understands."
An Zizai came back to his senses and bowed to An Tai.
An Tai stopped looking at him, half-squinted his eyes again, tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingers, and was immersed in the sound of Qin Changsheng's piano.
At this time, Qin Changsheng had already reached the end of "Barcarolle in F sharp major".
There is a relatively difficult part at the end, and Qin Changsheng played it with great proficiency. It was like clear water flowing in the heart, which was indescribably comfortable.
An Xin had already been immersed in it. Seeing Qin Changsheng finish playing the last note, he couldn't help but exclaimed with excitement: "Qin Changsheng, you are so amazing. I have played this piece of music more than a thousand times, but it is far inferior to you."
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During the period just now, she was in a daze, even thinking that Qin Changsheng and Chopin were the same person.
Qin Changsheng's playing was not even better than the original, but it was still comparable!
In fact, what An Xin didn't know was that this was because it was Qin Changsheng's first time playing this piece of music, and it was still somewhat familiar.
If he is allowed to play it a second time, he will definitely surpass the original work just like when he played "Memories of Don Juan" in school!
"Senior, you've received the award."
Qin Changsheng smiled slightly, stood up and came to An Tai, bowed slightly and said: "Mr. An, you are showing your shame."
An Tai applauded Qin Changsheng and said with a smile: "You play well! I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it. Your piano skills are indeed better than An An's."
Several people laughed and chatted for a few words, and the atmosphere seemed very harmonious. An Zizai on the side also interjected words and compliments from time to time.
Not long after, a female maid came to the door and reported: "Third Master, there is a guest at home, and the guest wants to see the old man."
An Zizai asked: "There are no guests who have made reservations in advance today, right? Can the old man just see anyone he wants?"
The maid said: "It's Yao Dong. He brought a famous calligraphy and painting and wanted to donate it to the old man."