Chapter Eighty-Five: Piano Music Farewell

For the latest chapters, please Baidu pen とfun と Zhai or manually enter the URL www.biqùzhai.com update without delay and synchronous update The great playwright William Shakespeare created the masterpiece "Hamlet" in 1602. This most prestigious play represents the crowning achievement of the entire Western Renaissance. "To live or to perish, it's a question worth considering! Which of these two acts is more noble, silently enduring the poisonous arrows of fate, or standing up against the endless suffering of the world and sweeping them away through struggle?"

Which kind of behavior is more noble depends on the position of the person concerned. However, not everyone is a prince and is tasked with revenge; Not every woman is Jotrude, playing the role of a pit murderer. However, when people are forced to make a choice when faced with the question of survival, they hesitate to resist and obey.

Shenyue City, the capital of Liao'an Province.

In the heart of the city there is a group of very unique buildings. The houses here are not tall, but they are quite charming. The price of up to 70,000 yuan per square meter is even more prohibitive, and many people may not even want to think about it!

The neighborhood was called "Roman Holiday" and was named after real estate developers, as if only the mystical or sacred Rome seemed to them to attract the attention of the wealthy.

Rome? It seems that this place where the chickens and dogs jumped by themselves is still dressed in its sacred coat. Thinking so, Zuo Feng ordered his men to speed up. Three cars stopped in front of one of the houses.

Zuo Feng got out of the car and raised his hand to look at his own Jiangs Stanton, it was still early. He motioned for his men to lead the way, and raised his hand to support his lotos glasses. If Du Zhe had seen him take out his lotos glasses by Zuo Feng's side at this moment, he would definitely know that today was another bloody day. The latest chapter of Pen\Fun\Zhai has been updated

When Zuo Feng walked into the house, it was already full of people. A sturdy man sits topless on a couch, surrounded by bodyguards. Those people were all burly, and at first glance they looked like battle-hardened people.

The man calmly looked at Zuo Feng who walked in, and the previous contact obviously gave him an understanding of the person who came. He didn't know who this young man was, but he could see Zuo Feng's status among these people.

"Is this kidding me? I thought it was some kind of big guy, but I didn't expect such a thing to come in. The rugged man obviously didn't take Zuo Feng seriously, and in his opinion, this fool was purely here to die.

"Look for death!" It was obviously impossible for Zuo Feng's subordinates to let this person insult his boss like this, and he didn't wait for the other party to react, and quickly took shelter.

"Smack!"

A resounding slap resounded throughout the hall, and the man's jaw was directly dislocated. The bodyguards were completely blindfolded, and they didn't have time to react at all.

"Oops! I rub! ”

The man clutched his cheeks in pain, stretched out his hand to beckon his brothers behind him, and asked them to hurry up and avenge himself. The bodyguards are certainly not stupid, they saw that their boss was beaten right under their noses, and they stepped forward one after another.

Four against a dozen!

This must be abused in the eyes of outsiders. But what will the real result be?

Zuo Feng ignored the other party's verbal attacks, let alone the chaos of the current scene. He saw a very beautiful piano in the corner, not an expensive piano, but it was not a defective product.

He walked over and opened the lid, and there was no trace of dust on the black and white keys, which still made Zuo Feng feel very satisfied. Zuo Feng has always been very respectful of art, so he doesn't like dusty instruments very much.

The sound of fighting in the field continued, but Zuo Feng was very indifferent. He stretched out his slender fingers and placed them gently on the keys. A "Farewell" from "Piano Music of the Night" slowly flowed from the fingertips of the left wind.

It is often said that the beauty of the combination of movement and stillness will make people flow back and forth, and the scene of the fight at this moment, combined with the elegant young man's performance of "Farewell", forms a different picture in this expensive house.

The keys hit a smooth and beautiful song in Zuo Feng's hand, but mixed with a little sadness. If someone could sit quietly here and admire, he would definitely be deeply impressed by the level of this person's master.

People's musical attainments are not simply made up by hard work, and the true masters of art do not have a certain talent. It's just a pity that not everyone can hear him playing at the moment, otherwise those masters will definitely make good friends.

Although Zuo Feng is not a real piano artist, his attainments in playing are definitely not comparable to ordinary people. With "This song should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world." It's a bit of an exaggeration to describe his performance.

However, when the internationally renowned master marveled at the slightly vicissitudes of his back, his shoes, which he threw away in a hurry because he was eager to see his face, became the news of his life.

When the reporter of Good Things interviewed the internationally renowned master and asked him if he would hate the man who only kept his back because of this. He smiled with relief, "If you can let me see each other, what's the big deal if you take off your clothes!" ”

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