Yes, it's in vain to ask if you ask, this system is the uncle, you can give you the task when you want, and you can give you whatever reward you want, and you don't ask Fang Dalei if he has any needs, and whether today is the right day.

Khan, it's still a good day, and it's not a big aunt......

However, this also fully illustrates the difficulty of the system task, who knows when this guy will have a convulsion, he will release the task, according to the system's explanation, it belongs to the Buddhist system, everything is fate, in case this task is not accepted, if the task is not released later, Fang Dalei will not lose to his grandmother's house.

For Fang Dalei, the task of the system is like a strong X, and he doesn't care about his feelings at all, but isn't there an old saying that is very good, life is like a strong X, since you can't resist, it's better to lie down, spread your legs, and enjoy it with peace of mind.

What Fang Dalei needs to do now is to enjoy this process, and then enjoy the benefits brought by the system with peace of mind, whether he is literary or martial.

Besides, the skill is not pressing, and it is also a good thing to enhance one's own strength, after all, skill is one thing, and one's own quality is also very critical.

And to be honest, seeing Li Haonan jumping up and down in front of him like a monkey tonight, Fang Dalei was really unhappy enough, and he had long wanted to teach him a lesson. Not surprisingly, the first black fan in Fang Dalei's life must be Li Haonan, and for black fans, he is not too ruthless to kill him.

Now that even the system has come out to support him to go back, if he looks forward and backward, he will be a little too unmanly.

People are not reckless teenagers, since they live again, they must live as a person, they must live a chic life, and all the grievances in the previous life will be left behind, and this life will be wonderful.

Thinking of this, Fang Dalei couldn't help but have a clear thought, and the three hundred and sixty pores of the Hun Shen all exuded a refreshing feeling, which was an epiphany.

Fang Dalei pointed at Li Haonan and said: "Li Haonan, what Charlie Mande, give me my ears to listen carefully, I'll let you listen, what is the real complete version of "Turkish March"!"

After speaking, Fang Dalei strode towards the grand piano, Lin Junjie didn't hold him when he wanted to pull him behind, so he had to cover his forehead to look at his new sturdy little brother, I just hope that he won't be too embarrassed after he goes up, in the end, he doesn't believe that Fang Dalei can really play the full version of the "Turkish March", is this simply a fantasy.

At this moment, Fang Dalei didn't pay attention to other people's thoughts at all, he was already sitting on the stool in front of the piano, and his idea at this time was to play the "Turkish March" well. Be sure to play as perfectly as possible and play well.

The score has been searched through the system's search engine, and although his keyboard instrument playing skills are only specialized, he can play the "Turkish March" more than enough.

After all, although this piece is a divine comedy, as far as the track itself is concerned, it is not difficult to play, and its greatness is not because of the difficulty of playing.

After a few notes, the true complete version of the Turkish March resounded in this time and space after more than 200 years.

As soon as this great divine comedy is played, people feel a burst of physical and mental pleasure, and the whole person's mood becomes cheerful, and the melodious and cheerful music continues to rise and fall.

Music has no borders, whether it is a Chinese person or a foreigner, they are all attracted by the music played by Fang Dalei, even people who don't understand music can hear that the music he played at this time is the same tune played by Li Haonan in front. It's just that after the first measure of the two, the beginning of the second measure becomes completely different.

Although Li Haonan's playing is also very beautiful, the middle part and the front and back always seem to be a little incoherent, the style is not particularly uniform, and it sounds a little awkward.

The music played by Fang Dalei is as good as ever from beginning to end, the whole piece is natural, there are no stumbles and incongruities, every syllable is just right, just like a peerless beauty displayed in front of everyone, one more point is too fat, and one less point is too thin.

Everyone listened in fascination, and no one made a sound, as if listening to a piano meeting played by the top pianists in the Musikverein in Vienna.

After playing the song, Fang Dalei breathed a sigh of relief, closed the lid, and looked at the fascinated expressions of everyone in the restaurant, he knew that he had succeeded.

Good music is like that, even if it has stopped, it still lingers for three days, and it is endlessly evocative.

After a while, everyone came back to their senses, and the small restaurant was filled with thunderous applause, which was more enthusiastic than the applause Li Haonan got just now, and the applause refused to stop for a long time, and everyone slapped the red slap, as if they were going to overturn the ceiling of the restaurant.

If it is not such a move, it is impossible to express the excitement of the crowd, perhaps some people did not know the "Turkish March" before, but from Li Haonan's playing to Charlie Mand appearing, even if the dull person is, no matter how ignorant the person is, he can know what is going on through the network of smartphones or the telling of people who know how to go.

Originally, everyone thought that it was lucky to hear the restored version of the "Turkish March", but secretly said that it was not a loss to come tonight, who knew that this little-known boy who came up later actually played the perfect "Turkish March" at once.

That's right, it's the perfect "Turkish March", even people who don't know music will have this idea when they listen to this piece: That's right! This is the "Turkish March", this is the original "Turkish March", this is the "Turkish March" composed by Mr. Mozart back then, and it has not had time to be handed down!

Original, non-copycat!

Although Fang Dalei's performance skills may not be as good as Li Haonan's, so what? Playing the "Turkish March" does not need to show off skills, it needs to invest in feelings, in addition to feelings, even a primary school student can play it, and Fang Dalei is substituting himself into Mozart's feelings, and really wants to bring this piece back to the world.

So his playing, breaking through his own limits, surpassing specialized skills, and reaching a new height, which was not brought to him by the system, but brought by himself.

"Ding!" Fang Dalei was still reminiscing about the emotional substitution when he just played the music, when a prompt suddenly sounded in his head, he originally thought it was a task reward, but he didn't expect it to be another prompt: "Congratulations to the host for comprehending playing music with his soul through his own understanding, and the piano playing skill (specialization) has been successfully upgraded to the piano playing skill (perfect)!" I hope the host will make persistent efforts, don't be complacent." ”