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In Huang Xiaowei's eyes, the piano is a strange and familiar thing, familiar because when he was in the fifth grade of primary school, he was coerced by his mother, and he studied for more than a month like fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, and the strangeness is ...... So far, he has not touched a piano for about ten years.

Huang Xiaowei started from the third grade of primary school to the second grade of junior high school in the past six years, not to mention that he has been exposed to six or seven kinds of musical instruments, and he still has this little understanding of music, but it is only limited to a little, as I said before, you let him go up and tinker twice, and deceive some rural countrymen who have not heard music for hundreds of years It is okay, even if it is so, it will not be despised by the countrymen, saying that it is not as good as the sound of Wang Erma bullet cotton in their neighboring village.......

Looking at these big sums of money in the audience today, how many of them can be that kind of rural countrymen? Needless to say, the rich second generation who was born in a wealthy family since he was a child has been influenced by the so-called elegant culture since he was a child, and those nouveau riche, in order to improve their so-called cultural accomplishment and make themselves look like a successful person with a belly full of ink, will definitely lie on the comfortable sofa when they are fine, watch the so-called world masterpieces, and listen to beautiful music to cultivate their sentiments.

Dare to ask in this case, what is the difference between letting Huang Xiaowei play the piano and going directly to death, Yuan Mingcheng played really hard with this hand, first advocated you Huang Xiaowei to a peak, so that everyone did not dare to despise you, and finally ....... kick you from heaven to hell with one kick, so that everyone can see your true face Huang Xiaowei.

The contrast between Yuan Mingcheng, who is dressed beautifully on the stage, and Huang Xiaowei, who is wearing a vest and big pants, is strong enough, and when Huang Xiaowei is playing, everyone will find that the so-called natural sound is a fucking shit compared to the music played by Yuan Mingcheng before, no matter how good the basketball game is, what can it be, and it is not a mud leg that is difficult to climb into the elegant hall?

In terms of identity and status, Huang Xiaowei is far from the handsome and golden Chairman Yuan Da, maybe Dongfang Qing will be disappointed in her because of Huang Xiaowei's poor performance today, and finally throw herself into Yuan Mingcheng's despicable and ugly arms.

Anyway, he Huang Xiaowei's face is embarrassed today, although he has no concept of face, but his father-in-law and daughter-in-law are still standing below and looking at him, especially Dongfang Qing, Huang Xiaowei doesn't want her to see her ugly.

But all this is still based on the premise that Huang Xiaowei can play it, the fact is that in the absence of a piano score, Huang Xiaowei can play his Malegobi, but even if he gives him the piano score, it is estimated that there is no difference between it and the book of heaven in front of his eyes, he has not been in contact with the stave for ten years, and even if he knows it, he has long forgotten it......

Huang Xiaowei on the stage, with his hands behind his back, kept tugging at his big vest and said: "What's that, my hand recently, his ......"

"Okay, let's leave the stage to Mr. Huang, Yuan Ming walked off the stage and stood below, waiting to see Huang Xiaowei make a fool of himself.

The eyes in the audience were quietly watching Huang Xiaowei, they wanted to see what kind of beautiful music could be played by a person like Yuan Mingcheng, who was so boasted of by a musical talent.

The so-called attention is probably this situation, Huang Xiaowei is in a dilemma, now let him cover his face and run out directly regardless of 3721, he can't do it, but in the end, he ....... Isn't it Yuan Mingcheng's way? Huang Xiaowei gritted his teeth and sat down in front of the piano, damn, don't care, be embarrassed, it's a big deal, Lao Tzu will look for someone to clean you up.

Dongfang Qing and Dongfang Mingqi under the stage had a wry smile on their faces, Huang Xiaowei was completely planted today, but they didn't gain anything, at least they saw Yuan Mingcheng's unknown side, especially Dongfang Qing, she was standing under the stage just now, and she almost couldn't recognize that the person standing next to Huang Xiaowei was the senior she was familiar with, Yuan Mingcheng has always given her the impression in recent years, modest, kind, and friendly, no matter when she doesn't forget to maintain the gentlemanly demeanor of the nobleman, but today...... She gradually understood why Huang Xiaowei was so targeted at Yuan Ming before.

Yuan Mingcheng seemed to have a sense and turned his head to look at Dongfang Qing, the strange and cold gaze made him tremble, Yuan Mingcheng secretly scolded badly, today he was tortured by Huang Xiaowei The whole person was in an irrational state, otherwise he would not have done such an extreme thing, and he did it in front of Dongfang Qing's eyes.

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In front of the piano, Huang Xiaowei pretended to take a deep breath, put his fingers in front of the piano, and pressed the highest note of the piano from the highest note to the lowest note one by one, intending to delay for a while.....

The guests in the audience were dumbfounded, what is he doing here?

Huang Xiaowei pressed from the highest note to the lowest note, and then from the lowest note to the highest note, and many guests simply shouted: "I said, where are you checking the timbre, don't bother, this piano is very good." ”

At this point, Yuan Mingcheng simply fell into the well and said: "Everyone give Mr. Huang a little time, everyone in music, there will always be some strange habits." ”

Grandma, Lao Tzu let it go, Huang Xiaowei didn't care what he was doing when he raised his hand, and pressed the piano keys randomly.

The chaotic sound of the piano like weeds, as soon as it came out, the guests laughed, they could see it this time, after a long time, Brother Ren didn't know anything, this piano let him play, it was really fatal, and the old rich man who had a good relationship with Dongfang Mingqi said with bad intentions: "Old Dong, your son-in-law plays really well, he is simply a great outstanding figure of the wild faction." ”

Dongfang Mingqi's old face only felt hot, and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, Dongfang Qing's expression was quite normal, but the strange gazes cast around her also made her feel very uncomfortable.

Some young rich second generations under the stage coaxed: "Oh, come down, don't be ashamed, do you also call playing the piano?" What are you kidding, my five-year-old cousin can play better than you....... You..... Okay? ”

At this second, the expressions on the faces of the guests froze, the original chaotic tone underwent unimaginable changes at this moment, the piercing noise disappeared, replaced by a cheerful and pleasant sound, Huang Xiaowei's hands seemed to be endowed with some kind of magic, on the black and white piano keys, beating rapidly, Chopin's masterpiece, "Waltz No. 1" spread to every corner of the venue in an instant, and the beautiful melody made everyone deeply intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Perfect, it's just perfect, they have never heard such moving music in their lives, many insiders in the music industry under the stage, listening to the moving piano sound, their faces have changed greatly, others only think the music is good, but in their ears they can feel a lot of different things, every tone in the piano sound is so impeccable, this young man's skills and experience on the piano are absolutely at the top of the world, because only after countless baptisms, can such a natural sound be born.

What kind of music everyone is simply wronged by this young man, he is simply Chopin's rebirth, but such an excellent pianist, why haven't they heard of it before, and most importantly, what kind of bullshit basketball is such a talent, it's a waste of talent....... Wait a minute...... Basketball? At this time, everyone suddenly remembered that the young man in front of the piano seemed to be the first person even in the basketball world, right?

The demon among geniuses, this is the only evaluation that everyone gives Huang Xiaowei.

And Yuan Mingcheng under the stage listened to the music from Huang Xiaowei's subordinates, a handsome face was no longer bloody, impossible, this is simply impossible, he didn't believe that that level of music could be played by Huang Xiaowei, according to the information he obtained, that kid has never been in contact with it since he was a child, except after learning the piano for less than a month when he was a child, there must be a cat here, there must be, but ....... Facts speak louder than words, even if Yuan Mingcheng didn't want to believe this sad and helpless fact, he had to accept it in the end.

After the end of the "Waltz No. 1" for about two and a half minutes, the crowd did not have time to react, only to see Huang Xiaowei in front of the piano turn his hands, and a burst of impassioned music came out again, this is Beethoven's "Tragic Chapter III", the impassioned music made everyone present enthusiastically worship, after more than four minutes of "Pathos Chapter III", Huang Xiaowei's hands were reversed again, and the piano music also became "Pastoral Symphony" In this way, Huang Xiaowei played six world-renowned classical songs in a row, and then stopped.

The guests under the stage have long been impressed by this young man, and it is not an exaggeration to call his music impeccable, even the most demanding musicians can't find the slightest flaw in it, but the guests under the stage look at Huang Xiaowei's dreamy hands, and always feel that something seems to be wrong, why is this genius's expression a little weird?

Huang Xiaowei, sitting in front of the piano, hunched over, opened his mouth, and looked at his hands beating rapidly on the keys in amazement, what happened, what the hell is going on, Lao Tzu didn't move anything, you may not believe it, those tunes just now were played by a pair of gloves, and they have nothing to do with me......

The music is over, the guests are still in a huge shock for a long time and have not come back to their senses, after a long time, the first person applauded, and then the audience burst into long-lasting applause, Huang Xiaowei stood up from the piano, scratched his head, smirked at the audience, ran off the stage quickly, dragged Dongfang Qing and Dongfang Mingqi out of the venue, and did not forget to look at Yuan Mingcheng with a pale face before leaving.

Yuan Mingcheng staggered to the ground.

Those who wear the hand of God can have the power of God, what is God, God represents omnipotence, they are the most perfect species in this world, this is the true meaning of the hand of God.

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