"Tell me, what exactly is the flaw?" Lawrence stared at Jiang Feng, there was indeed a bit of mockery on his face, he didn't believe that this Chinese could find his flaws. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jiang Feng had a smile on his face: "Since you have said so, then you are welcome, "Knights of the Round Table", which lays out a gorgeous and natural lyrical melody, with a strong contrast of plot tension, showing the wrestling of love, hatred and forgiveness!"

Lawrence was stunned, he didn't expect Jiang Feng to talk about it, he continued: "The whole piece is a strong emotional contrast that sets off waves of fantasy, which not only inspires high aspirations, but also inflats complex atmospheres such as emotional changes, contradictions, tensions, and madness, and finally sublimates brilliantly, blooming with the eternal light of love and forgiveness. ”

"You've been talking for a long time, and it doesn't seem to be pointing out what my flaws are!" Lawrence said coldly.

"The Knights of the Round Table is divided into four parts, and in the second part, when the mood is up, roughly in the second minute, you are half a note faster, and in the sixth minute, you are a little slower by a note!"

Lawrence's face changed slightly, this is indeed a small flaw, he is confident that everyone present will not notice this flaw, even if he himself has not noticed it, but what he didn't expect is that Jiang Feng actually noticed this small flaw, even if he did, he could accurately say the mistake he made in the first few minutes.

After finishing speaking one after another, a trace of cold sweat had already appeared on Lawrence's forehead, looking at Lawrence's expression, the students around him were all shocked to look at Jiang Feng, this guy, who is inconspicuous, can easily hear so many flaws.

Su Ya's heart was even more joyful, I don't know why, she leaned on Jiang Feng's side like this, and she felt a heartfelt joy when she saw Jiang Feng in the limelight.

Others can't hear it, but what kind of ears Jiang Feng is, the ears of the music master, not to mention that he has heard it once, even if he hasn't heard it, he can hear these problems from the performance.

"You've said it so many times, just if you don't practice the fake tricks, you should play it and try it!" Lawrence looked at Jiang Feng coldly.

"Of course you can, but, first of all, I want to remind everyone present, it's not that your teachers don't teach, but your teachers probably don't know, this is a 12-year-old piano piece, and the first concert was only started in October last year, and it's normal for you to not know!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Feng smiled and turned his gaze to Lawrence: "Lawrence, I'm afraid you've practiced it many times, and then, take it out here to deliberately humiliate us, right?"

"What are you talking about, we British are an elegant country, how can we do such a dirty thing!" The Chinese-British mixed race looked at Jiang Feng angrily.

Jiang Feng glanced at this Chinese-British mixed-race, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face: "What are you arrogant, I'll clean you up later!"

As he spoke, Jiang Feng shrugged his shoulders and sat down in front of the piano.

Sitting down, Jiang Feng's whole body suddenly exuded a different aura, he seemed to have integrated with the surrounding environment, faintly, Renqin formed an inseparable group.

It's like a painting, perfect harmony.

Call!

Jiang Feng exhaled slightly, and suddenly, a picture seemed to appear in everyone's mind, love, hatred, forgiveness, as if everything was gathered together.

In the midst of the resentment, the first note remembered.

Then, I saw Jiang Feng's hands moving like a dream, and then the sound of the piano was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, and in a trance, everyone seemed to see a knight, leading his horse and carrying his sword, going to the battlefield to fight, meeting his own love, and encountering his own betrayal.

There seems to be a magical appeal to the sound of the piano.

Lawrence couldn't help but clench his fists, and at this moment, he had a feeling of powerlessness, he knew that he had lost, and he had lost very completely.

This is not a level at all, and in the first two minutes, the rhythm that Jiang Feng played out made it difficult for him to breathe.

"What level of master is this?" Lawrence looked at Jiang Feng with a wry smile.

Jiang Feng's voice came to an abrupt end, everyone was silent, the last scene of the Knights of the Round Table was the death of the knight, and the death of the knight was full of funeral flowers, and it was even more sad.

Terrible!

Su Ya suddenly felt that her face was wet, and she didn't know when, she actually shed tears, she never expected that Jiang Feng would reach such a realm, which really interfered with her emotions.

Unconsciously, there were more and more people around Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng played beautiful music with both hands.

For a long time, for a long time!

Finally, when Jiang Feng stopped playing, for a while, the entire music hall was silent.

How is it?

Jiang Feng stood up, his eyes fell on Lawrence's body, but the Chinese-British mixed-race man on the side gritted his teeth and said, "Average, compared with our Lawrence, that is, average!"

Lawrence hesitated a little, he admitted in his heart that Jiang Feng's level had surpassed his own, but in his bones, he was not so easy to succumb, he said coldly: "It's really average, and it's not necessarily much better than me!"

"If you lose, admit it, why don't you stick to it and not admit defeat!"

"That's it, what you said just now, it's really shameless now!"

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There were endless voices of boosing around him, and Lawrence said loudly: "What do you know, the field of music, what qualifications do you have to evaluate!"

There was even more disdain around them, where is this, is it a conservatory, whether it is good or not, they can hear it immediately, not to mention, Jiang Feng's playing can be heard even by ordinary people.

Jiang Feng looked at Lawrence, but the smile on his face became more and more contemptuous: "It seems that you are holding on to not admitting it, so be it! I'm playing a song, if you can play it, even if it is flawed, I will admit it, how is your ability above me?"

Lawrence was slightly stunned: "Are you serious?"

"Of course!" Jiang Feng said with a smile: "However, if you lose!"

"I'll admit I'm no match for you!" Lawrence began.

Jiang Feng squinted at Lawrence: "You are not my opponent in the first place!"

Lawrence's neck was red, and he couldn't speak.