The two of them didn't know that if Ye Feng didn't speak, they would have to perform a self-touching show for Ye Feng in public.

The sloppy old man was so angry with Ye Feng that he had to take the initiative to stop the violin sound.

He looked at Ye Feng with a little surprise: "This little brother also understands music?"

Ye Feng said lightly: "It's okay, let's dump you for more than a dozen streets, the music is not played by you like this." ”

The sloppy old man's face changed slightly, and Ye Feng's tone was too big, which made him very unhappy in his heart.

Although Ye Feng was able to support his music all the time without control just now, it was because he was afraid of hurting those martial artists next to him, so he controlled ninety percent of his true power and didn't dare to exert his true power.

Just because you can support yourself for a while in one-tenth of your own performance, you dare to speak wildly?

Before he could open his mouth to refute, the martial artists next to him couldn't help but sneer: "This little brother is wrong, this old man's music is the most beautiful music I have ever heard, how can you say that he is messing around? What qualifications do you have to say that?"

"That's right, how good the violin played by the old people, I just listened to this beautiful music, as if I faintly saw the fairy mountains in the sky, the white clouds fluttering, the cranes singing, the beautiful fairies stepping on the clouds and singing softly, I don't know what music in this world can make me have such a good feeling!"

"Really, really, I seem to have seen it, and then the fairy danced, and her posture was extremely graceful, and it was evocative to think about, if the music didn't stop, it is estimated that they would have to start undressing, alas, ......"

These warriors, who were controlled by music and didn't know it, all spoke one after another, but they didn't know that it was music that made them hallucinate and control their minds.

"Don't talk nonsense, young man, if you don't understand. A middle-aged man with long hair walked out, "I am a professor at the Yenching Conservatory of Music, and I am a musician with a bit of a reputation in China.

"Wow!" the warrior next to him suddenly exclaimed.

They only knew that the music played by the old man's violin was very good, but they didn't know what was so good, until they heard what the middle-aged man said, they couldn't help but be shocked.

A well-known musician actually gave such a high evaluation, the violin is unparalleled in the world, and the music is among the top ten in the world, isn't that the top music master?

Everyone looked at the sloppy old man in shock, they didn't expect that they would meet such a big cow in the small street of Shengbao Ruins, and they also listened to a world-class performance for free.

The musician also bowed to the sloppy old man very respectfully, and said: "The seniors don't want to show their faces, presumably because they don't want to reveal their identities, but I heard that this kid is so ignorant of the sky, I still can't help but have the courage to comment, please forgive the seniors!"

The sloppy old man snorted and said coldly, "That's it." ”

The musician breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his waist, looked at Ye Feng, and said coldly: "Boy, I know that young people nowadays like to pretend not to understand, but they want to deliberately exaggerate and attract attention, but you say that you are much more powerful than this senior's musical attainments, but you are laughing and generous!

Ye Feng hadn't spoken yet, but the sloppy old man spoke: "No, no." There is no end to music, the more I get to my realm, the more I know that I am far from the final hall of music, this little brother, what opinions do you have, you might as well say it, let's discuss it!"

The musician was convinced for a while: "The predecessors are so accomplished and so modest, compared with some arrogant people, it is really different." ”

The martial artist next to him couldn't help but sigh, he was really a master, talented but not arrogant, and he was still willing to put down his body to listen in the face of unreasonable people, and he was worthy of being a world-class music master.

Next to them, Chen Xueyi and Qin Ling'er were anxious for a while, they also thought that the old man's music was very good, how could Ye Feng say that the old man was messing around?

Especially seeing that everyone was staring at Ye Feng coldly, they didn't want Ye Feng to make a fool of themselves in front of so many people from the bottom of their hearts.

Ye Feng heard that the old man's attitude was quite good, so he asked him, "What do you think is the most important thing to play music?"

The sloppy old man didn't expect Ye Feng to ask himself, he pondered for a while, and said: "Among music, rhythm is the most important, and playing music, the spirit is the most important, and only with spirit can music move people's hearts and ......."

"So your music is too low-grade to confuse people with weak minds. Ye Feng interrupted him without hesitation.

The sloppy old man almost choked to death with his own saliva, and looked at Ye Feng in shock, this kid is sick? Music can control people's minds and actions, it is already top-notch music, and no matter how many music masters want to touch this realm, they can't touch it!

"Boy, what are you talking nonsense? What can music call confusing people's minds? It is fascinating, immersive, and the top performance of music!" The music next to him was so popular that he almost jumped up, Ye Feng said that the music of the sloppy old man confuses people's minds, isn't that slander?

It's as if it's some kind of evil force, as if it's a brainwashing drug!

The martial artist next to him was also angry: "If you don't understand anything, don't talk nonsense here, hurry up!"

"Do you like to listen or not! If you don't listen, get out, confuse your mind, you mean to say that we are all mentally weak?"

"Old man leave him alone, you better play it again, I still want to see those fairies just now!"

The sloppy old man frowned, stared at Ye Feng from his drooping hair, and asked coldly: "Little brother, according to what you say, what is high-end music? As far as I know, my kind of music is already the top in the world! Have you ever heard of Black Friday?"

"Black Friday?" Ye Feng remembered that he had said this song in the music appreciation book he read in Tianhai Middle School.

Known as the world's banned song, the magic music that has been lost, anyone who listens to this song will commit suicide and die, without exception, so this magic music was completely destroyed by the people at that time.

The old man nodded proudly: "You know what I mean." ”

His kind of music is similar to Black Friday, and he can also control the behavior of the people who hear it, but Black Friday is even more powerful, and it can be done just by burning it on a disc, instead of using musicians to play it with real power.