Zhang Feng sat on the stone bench beside him, put the piano on the table, and began to play, the little old man upstairs was very disdainful at first, but his expression slowly changed.

"It looks like it's amazing."

"It's good."

The onlookers began to discuss, and now more people blamed the little old man, this is obviously someone else's piano, otherwise how could he play it so well.

The girl was also stunned, if Zhang Feng hadn't talked to the two foreigners, she really thought that this piano belonged to Zhang Feng, but what now? Zhang Feng played so well, if the little old man couldn't compare to him, not only would the little old man lose his guqin, but this guqin would also be sold to those two foreigners.

"How? Old man Jiang, it's your turn. ”

After Zhang Feng finished playing the song "Ancient Resentment", he stood up and said to the little old man.

The little old man's face was blue and purple, he didn't know what to do, he didn't expect Zhang Feng's piano skills to be so high, even if he played it himself, it might not be as good as him, the little old man just wanted to jump down and die at this time.

Seeing the little old man take a step forward, Zhang Feng was startled, and hurriedly said, "Old man Jiang, what's the matter?" Do you want to regret it? This piano has been awarded to me by the court, and it is mine.

I'm betting with you with my own piano, and now you're going to break your promise if you lose? Not only are you unworthy of being a human being, but you're also sorry for your ancestors, right? ”

"Zhang Feng, you ......" The little old man looked at Zhang Feng angrily, he couldn't die, and he couldn't keep the ancestral qin, how could this be good? The little old man's anxious tears rolled down one by one.

"How about I play a song with you instead of him?"

At this moment, a male voice came from behind the crowd. The voice was not loud, but everyone heard it clearly, and everyone turned their heads. I saw a young man walking over, and was photographed by his powerful aura, and the people on both sides automatically got out of the way, and the man walked in from the outside.

"Who are you?" Zhang Feng looked at the young man coldly.

The young man smiled slightly, looked at the little old man upstairs and said, "I am the person he called, if anyone is good at the piano, this piano belongs to whom." Then I'd like to give it a try. ”

"What are you, do you say you can try? Old man Jiang, is this the person you called? Zhang Feng glanced at the young man with disdain. Look up and ask the little old man upstairs.

The little old man looked at the young man, only to see the young man's indifferent smile, "The one I called?" The little old man groaned, and suddenly his eyes flickered. Could it be them? How can it be. I don't have any hope at all.

But now, the little old man had no other way, and said to Zhang Feng: "That's right." ”

"So, he can speak on your behalf?" Zhang Feng said.

The little old man was silent, could it be that the three heroes came here? I just posted a few posts on the Internet, and it didn't even cause any repercussions, so the Three Heroes of the Wind and Dust are here?

If it is really the Three Heroes of Wind and Dust, will you be saved?

"That's right." The little old man had no other choice at this time.

"Okay." Zhang Feng sneered. He looked at the young man and said, "Since you can speak on behalf of Old Man Jiang, I'll give you a chance." But you have to promise, if you lose, not only will Old Man Jiang no longer be able to ask for this piano in any form, but he will also not be able to seek death and life. ”

Now Zhang Feng is still worried that the little old man will jump off the building, and let those two foreigners have scruples about buying the piano, which is related to the happiness of the rest of his life, and it is nothing more than once.

I have practiced this piece for so many years, for today, how can there be a reason to lose, even those guqin masters, playing this song, they can't compare to themselves at all, Zhang Feng is not worried at all.

The little old man listened to Zhang Feng's words, was shocked, looked at the young man, but saw that the young man did not hesitate, so he agreed to Zhang Feng.

"Okay, I promised for him, if I lose, not only will the piano belong to you, but I will also help you stop the old man from jumping off the building and committing suicide." The young man said with a smile.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Zhang Feng was angered by the young man's attitude, and snorted heavily.

The young man was unimpressed, walked to the stone table, stroked his hand on the strings, and made a clear sound, and the young man sighed: "What a good piano." ”

Picking up the qin, the young man sat on the ground, put the guqin on his lap, moved his fingers lightly, and began to play.

The sound of the piano slowly drifted out, filling the entire square, and the crowd, which was still a little noisy at first, gradually lost its sound, leaving only the sound of the piano and the wind echoing in the ears.

Everyone was stunned, they never thought that there was such a beautiful piano sound in the world, Zhang Feng, who had a disdainful look on his face before, listened to it and was stunned in place.

Two foreigners were standing in the corner when they heard the sound of the piano turning.

The girl and the three big men looked at the young man sitting on the ground stroking the piano in a daze, compared to the young man's piano sound, Zhang Feng's piano sound is really no different from pulling the bellows.

After a long time, everyone reacted, and by this time the young man had already stood up, and the piano was placed on the stone table. Immediately there was a cheer below, and the girl shouted especially loudly.

"Damn, the sound of this piano is too amazing, no wonder those emperors and lords in ancient times liked to listen to playing the piano." The big man next to the girl said,

"How? Have you taken it? The young man looked at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng's face turned pale for a while, his eyes were only staring at the piano on the stone table, and he suddenly snorted: "What if the piano is played well?" If you play the piano well, will this piano belong to you? ”

"Shameless."

"Shameless."

There was no need for the young man to speak, as soon as Zhang Feng's voice fell, the people in the square immediately scolded, and the girl said loudly: "This uncle, you are so unreasonable, obviously you said that you are better than the piano, whoever plays the piano well will belong to whom, and now it is obviously my brother who plays well, how can you regret it?" ”

"That's it, that's it." The person next to him immediately echoed the girl's words.

Zhang Feng stood and couldn't get off the stage, and said angrily: "Even if he plays better than me, what? He is not from the Jiang family, is it because he plays better than me, so I have to give this piano out?

The court said that this piano is mine, and unless Old Man Jiang's piano skills surpass mine today, I will never let this piano. ”

There was another round of commotion, but the young man said, "Are you sure? ”

Zhang Feng looked at the young man suspiciously, and nodded subconsciously: "Of course." ”

"Okay, do it to you." The young man said to the old man Jiang upstairs, "Come down." ”

The little old man hesitantly came down, came to the young man's side, and whispered with a bitter face, "My piano skills are not as good as his." ”

"It's okay, you just need to follow your hand later, you don't have to think about anything, you don't have to care about anything." The young man said.

The little old man looked back at the young man in three steps, and finally sat on the stone bench, and according to what the young man said, he put his hand on the piano and made a gesture of playing the piano, (to be continued......)