"Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you......"

Lin Pingzhi is the one in charge of playing, and Fei Lun is responsible for singing, although the song "Blue and White Porcelain" is in Chinese style, there are many Western musical instruments in it, including Fei Lun's piano from primary school to adulthood.

Fei Lun wrote songs that emphasize the soul rather than the instrument, pay attention to the eclectic, extraordinary aura, once composed live music on the streets of the United States, and used the screaming toy as a chorus, attracting a crowd that almost filled the street.

They are all musicians, and the two of them have rehearsed a few times, and the show is already certain. Fat Lun playful, the melody of "Blue and White Porcelain" suddenly turned sharply, into another familiar note, affectionate, eloquent, suddenly violent, his fingers flying, two eyes staring at Lin Pingzhi proudly, smiling, the melody is getting faster and faster, bowing his head for contemplation, the strings are hot, the majestic and passionate sound of the piano goes straight into the ears, the neighing horse, the wolf smoke, the whirling dance steps, the continuous castle, and the vast desert, like a huge picture, torn apart violently!

This is Exodus!

The room of the two people was crowded with people, bustling, but strangely quiet, and the air became dense, and Fei Lun's unusual behavior let his friends know that he was really moving, he was fighting the piano, and the object of the piano fighting was Lin Pingzhi.

I can only hear the sound of the piano, I can only feel the sound waves hitting my heart, Fei Lun is engrossed, the music is getting faster and faster, and there can be no mistake in many complicated and redundant notes.

The people in this are all connoisseurs, and Fei Lun himself has an absolute sense of tone, and he will not allow himself to make mistakes.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly remembered that Fei Lun was his biggest enemy at the Golden Melody Awards, and there was no one, the operation of the organizer made the dispute between the two people representative, Lin Pingzhi always thought that Fei Lun didn't take it seriously, but on the eve of the awards, things were not always the case.

He has a strong desire to win.

Maybe two people can't compete on a big stage like the Golden Melody Awards, and say their thoughts in front of tens of millions of live viewers, the king doesn't see the king, two people belonging to different companies can't stage a good show of humility and brotherhood, their fans will not allow their idol's music to be inferior, but at least here, two people can borrow the piano to make their own moves.

In public, Lin Pingzhi and Fei Lun could only smile and applaud to maintain their posture, because music is just music.

After playing the song, Fei Lun didn't say a word, raised his head and gestured with his chin, staring at Lin Pingzhi.

The winner and loser were transferred to Lin Ping's hands.

The people from Jieshibang Company also did not speak, or they were applauded by Lin Pingzhi, they were waiting for Lin Pingzhi's response.

Da Shuaibi touched the keys, he was not familiar with this device, it was as fine as white jade, warm as the skin, and there was a quiet and turbulent feeling on it, like the waves in the moonlight blowing on the beach.

In terms of playing the piano alone, Lin Pingzhi can't catch up with Fei Lun, and the cram school teacher will not give Lin Pingzhi delicate and moving playing skills, or strict and complicated classical training, which is different from the handsome and extravagant temperament used by fans to describe him, he has always been a wild man.

His shallow musical skills were only barely enough to carry the talent given by God, and he never thought of further study.

The air conditioner of Jieshibang Company was very strong, Lin Pingzhi's hand was raised high, and he put it down gently, and when he touched the keys again, the remaining body temperature had completely disappeared, and this row of black and white was as cold as ice.

"Exodus" is not easy, of course, it is more than enough for Fei Lun, so he deliberately speeded up and tried his best to show his level, but this song is no matter what, it has never been a song used by hand speed masters to show off their skills, its forcing is not enough, Fei Lun saved Lin Pingzhi face, Lin Pingzhi can choose a more difficult song to respond, such as the famous "Wild Bee Flying".

This is the first way to earn back face for himself, play more difficult tunes and crush them with technology, but Lin Pingzhi has a second method.

Before he could make a move, he sat stiffly on the chair as if he was frightened, and the surroundings were finally no longer quiet, and the sound of laughter faintly floated and reached Lin Pingzhi's ears.

That's certainly not a nice language.

Jieshibang's people were videotaping, intending to upload it to the Internet before the Golden Melody Awards to add a fire, Fei Lun was furious, took three steps and made two steps, won the DV on the spot, pinched it in his hand, and was about to throw it on the marble floor.

This picture slowly froze in front of Lin Pingzhi, Da Shuaibi suddenly remembered a melody in his mind, his fingers touched, and the music that had never appeared in this time and space showed its edge for the first time, it was a high * tide from the beginning, extremely catchy, so it was almost the moment Lin Pingzhi played, everyone seemed to have been immobilized, and they could only listen to the notes poured out by Lin Pingzhi's hands.

Fei Lun's expression froze, shook his head slightly, and then took the initiative to take the DV to shoot it.

The melody under Lin Pingzhi's hand is not as smooth as mercury, on the contrary, he is intermittent, closing his eyes and contemplating, and the heart of the person listening to the music is beating fast and slow, but this is the most terrifying thing about Lin Pingzhi, he is creating from scratch.

The people of Jieshibang are like the audience in front of the TV back then, and their souls tremble, the more professional, the more they understand, the more fearful.

In fact, there are routines in music creation, human beings feel that pleasant melodies can't get rid of those few notes, the melodies of the past hundred years are strikingly similar, especially in the Chinese music scene, under the commercial assembly line, some singers can even feel that every song he is plagiarizing himself, unchanged, so today's pop music scene is paying more and more attention to rhythm, and black music has become popular.

Because the melody is immutable, the end of the road, any melody innovation is commendable.

Fei Lun, who is very good at improvising live, knows this very well, because he knows too much, so the style of music is changeable, unconventional, the DV in his hand has been staring at Lin Pingzhi's expression, and the sense of memory when the handsome man opened the hang confused Fei Lun, and he now completely thinks that Lin Pingzhi is creating.

The musician frowned, and the expression of bitterness on his face was either writing a song or holding back, and Lin Pingzhi was certainly not the latter.

The melody is nice and strange.

Lin Pingzhi finally stopped, it seemed that he had finished the whole score and was doing the final combing.

Fei Lun's expression was a little embarrassed, Lin Pingzhi must not be able to hide this, because it is too legendary, but whenever it is passed on, he is undoubtedly the best background man, and he now regrets fighting with the handsome man, because he doesn't know that the handsome man is hanging.

He has even helped Lin Pingzhi think of the title of the media: "Mainland Xiaosheng composed music on the spot, and improvised Wang Feilun was eliminated miserably?"

"Lin Pingzhi: I'm not targeting anyone, I'm saying that everyone here is rubbish. ”

The wind blew, bringing the sadness of the eggs, Fei Lun didn't know when he had an extra cup of milk tea in his hand, inserted it with a straw and took a sip, the heavy flavor and high sugar made Fei Lun feel a little better.

If he had seen Guo Xiaosi's, he would definitely sigh at this time and the sadness would flow backwards.

In this world, what is more sad than pretending to be?

He swore that he would never pretend in front of Lin Pingzhi again.

But Fei Lun still struggled: "Lin Pingzhi, do you still know the score?"

"Of course. ”

The melody under Lin Pingzhi's hand has been formed, this song is very simple, he plays it neither fast nor slow, and he can even divide his mind and chat with Fei Lun.

But the handsome man is already very happy in his heart, the enemy general has been killed, and the enemy is ashamed to take off his clothes!