Isn't it just playing the piano, and coriander is not going to know. Even if she doesn't play as well as Xiao Dongrong, if she loses this game, she won't lose a piece of meat from her.

If you lose, you will be successful, and if you win, you will be hers.

Besides, there is no shame in losing to a professional like Xiao Dongrong.

Coriander sat at the piano, her fingers resting lightly on the black and white keys, and quietly took a long and deep breath.

The keys of this piano are very warm to the touch, so that she is reluctant to move her fingers away for a while.

Touching the keys, Parsley felt something flowing through her fingertips. Like an electric current, like a trickle, it drilled into her ten fingers from her fingertips, spread in her body, but invariably converged towards a place in her body, making her heart beat faster and faster, making her gradually feel the blood surging.

Beautiful music seems to be able to connect different time and space, and can connect history into a section, from the past to the future, and is the most immortal existence.

This period of stay seems to be more than a century.

Ma Feng was the first to be impatient, and laughed at the coriander without concealment, "No, if it doesn't work, come down quickly, don't be embarrassed!" ”

Coriander was emotionally excited, and shouted loudly: "Lao Tzu wants to open your ears today!" Don't sit still, get up! ”

After all, her ten fingers beat quickly on the keys, like elves playing and chasing each other, I don't know if they are too fast, or because they themselves have the color of light, which is dazzling.

The cheerful rhythm, the fresh rhythm, and every note that jumped out of the fingertips of the coriander, with a heart-eroding magic, infected every cell in the body of everyone present.

It was like witnessing a golden lightning bolt that snaked like a snake and disappeared rapidly. Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of thunder that exploded, stimulating people's hearing, and Fujihiko did feel an inexplicable shock from the music that Coriander was playing.

No, it's the music of Coriander and Xiao Dongrong.

Anyone can hear it, and Coriander has completely adapted the song that Xiao Dongrong played from beginning to end.

Xiao Dongrong's song was originally a slow lyrical lamentation with a touch of sadness, but Cilantro reinterpreted the piece in another way. Turn it into an ode to a bright rhythm and a little bit of emotion.

Her fingers jumped quickly on the keys. The body involuntarily sways to the rhythm of its own creation.

Everyone was in a trance, but no one in the room enjoyed the music as much as Fujihiko and Coriander.

Hornet didn't think that Cilantro really had such skills, even if her ears were filled with music she played. Still incredulous.

The hornet's face has never been as wonderful as the changes in the faces of Xiao Dongrong and Jiang Yingxue.

He's a layman, so he can probably only listen to the fun. For insiders like Xiao Dongrong and Jiang Yingxue, this can no longer be simply a competition, it is clearly a personal tour of coriander! Her talent is not just about playing the piano. It's incredible, despite the inconsistent rhythm. She was able to play the song that Xiao Dongrong created and played in front of people for the first time. Even Xiao Dongrong himself does not have such confidence, and he can imprint the music he heard for the first time in his mind without falling a note.

Her musical attainments have far exceeded their imagination.

Xiao Dongrong's tense face was slightly pale, and his heart felt like a boulder. He has always boasted that no one can surpass him in music. For the first time, I felt a threat and a crisis.

Coriander quickens the tempo of the piece, and it ends quickly.

Many people on the dance floor were still in shock and had not recovered.

Jiang Yingxue came back to her senses. But he didn't look at the coriander.

She glanced at the somewhat stunned channel Cheng, and there was a strong smile on her bright and moving face. "Young Master Qu, this person is so powerful, where did you know him?"

What she said was to inquire about the origin of coriander from the channel in disguise.

But the expression of the channel has already said everything, before that, he didn't know that coriander had such an amazing talent, it was beyond his expectations!

He thought that coriander was just a dart game better

Channel Cheng didn't dare to slack off, and replied to Jiang Yingxue seriously, "I met on the street." ”

Except for the code name, he still doesn't know their real names.

Channel Cheng's gaze moved away from Jiang Yingxue's body, and involuntarily cast on the approaching coriander. He lifted his glasses and made up his mind, such a versatile person as the ghost-faced samurai in a cloak and a hat must get acquainted with each other.

Jiang Yingxue was already very unhappy that she didn't ask for valuable clues from the channel, and when she saw that his attention was distracted from her, her heart was even more angry. Looking at the others again, all of them showed a look of envy, looking at the coriander who walked down from the stage, she was dignified "Snow Emperor", and she became like a green leaf.

Although I am not convinced, the strength of the people is there, it is obvious to all, what can Jiang Yingxue do?

While others complimented the coriander, she sat sullenly on the side.

He Shaoqing couldn't help herself in her admiration for coriander, "You are so amazing!" ”

She threw herself over and grabbed the coriander's hand, as carefully as if she were holding a treasure, but in an instant, the smile on her face froze, and her expression suddenly became extremely unnatural.

The hornet recovered from the afterglow of shock, forced down the strangeness in his heart, folded his arms around his chest, rolled his eyes at the coriander, and snorted heavily through his nose.

"It's just a little trick of carving insects! I don't know what you're selling! The hornet hurt the coriander, and did not forget to deliberately remind her of the rules of the game, "Don't forget, Dongrong said that whoever can score the ending of his song so that everyone is satisfied with it is considered to win, what are you?" He waved his hand, and drilled the hole to the end with one mind, and did not admit the power of coriander, "You broke the rules, it doesn't count!" ”

"I" seemed to be like this, Coriander's eyes widened, and suddenly there was nothing to say, but how did she think that the hornet looked like a little pot friend who lost the game but was playing tricks.

At this moment, Xiao Dongrong's voice sounded, "It's me who lost." ”

Everyone looked at Xiao Dongrong, only to see that he looked depressed and his body seemed to have shrunk by half, which showed how deep the blow was to him.

Probably others will not understand, Xiao Dongrong has devoted his life to music. For example, he was full of thoughts on a problem that had never been solved, he worked hard for so long, paid so much, but failed to overcome this problem, but on this day, there was a person who solved this problem without much effort, which made him taste the taste of failure at the same time, but also deeply questioned his own ability, which was not comfortable. (To be continued) >