However, Jiangbei did not go to the room.

Instead, after entering the elevator, I came to the top floor of the villa.

The top floor of the villa is unoccupied, and there are two terraces, one for the pool and one for relaxation

In the middle is the sports venue, which is also fun, and there are many musical instruments in the corner, and there is no wall between the sports venue and the place where you play musical instruments.

It's just half a glass wall, and it's not soundproof.

The world of the rich is really ......

After Jiang Bei got out of the elevator, while flipping through the memories of the original owner, he walked around, walked to the terrace of the leisure area, stood on the edge of the tempered glass of the terrace, and looked down from the height.

She could see how the dinner party began below.

The luxury cars outside the Jiang family are still coming in a steady stream, as if if if they go down again, they will become parking lots within a radius of several miles.

It really deserves to be one of the top three chaebol families in the world.

After seeing enough, Jiang Bei looked down at his phone, and it was eight o'clock in ten minutes.

After hanging the mobile phone screen, Jiang Bei's eyes fell again, but this time the focus fell on the big screen on the dinner stage.

Squinted evilly, snorted, then narrowed his eyes, turned around and left the terrace directly.

After entering the sports field and wandering around for a few moments, Jiang Bei suddenly noticed a pile of musical instruments separated by a half-layer glass wall.

He raised his eyebrows and walked over.

His eyes swept over those exquisite and expensive musical instruments, transparent glass pianos, more than a dozen violins, drums and other kinds of gourds, silk flutes, accordions, and even erhu in Jiangbei.

There is actually an erhu......

Jiang Bei looked at the past one by one, and his face was very pleasant and rarely interested.

The musical instruments here are not private, and they do not have owners, they are just for the Jiang family to enjoy, but the instruments are not comparable to the first-class.

It's all privately customized.

The market simply doesn't.

Jiang Bei glanced at it a few times, and finally his eyes fell on the glass piano.

There was some interest in the bottom of his eyes.

He walked over and sat down.

His eyes fell on the black and white piano keys, and there was a heavier score in front of him.

Jiang Bei didn't touch the music, but gently covered the piano keys with his bony hands, but the demonic blue eyes were full of excitement and madness.

She's laughing, indirectly.

It is the strange but inexplicably dangerous piano sound, and the white fingertips dance gracefully on the black and white piano keys.

The piano music played by Jiangbei was not composed by reading the music, nor was it something she had learned before, but it was improvised in her mind at the moment.

The style of the song is constantly changing perfectly, from weird and dangerous to depressing and cold, then to comfortable, and even jumps to the national style, and then slowly turns back, but the melody is still exciting.

Because everyone was under the villa, the upstairs was empty, and even though it was a little noisy below, someone still heard the sudden sound of the piano.

But few people noticed.

However, Jiang Yiting, who was accompanying her parents and talking to the guests directly below the courtyard, noticed it.

Other artists who came to the dinner also noticed the strange sound of the organ that suddenly sounded leisurely.

"It's such a powerful style of music, and it doesn't have a repetitive melody." A musical artist gathered somewhere suddenly spoke.

Even Jiang Yiting couldn't help but be distracted.

The piano piece just now seems to have been passed down from the top floor, but she has practiced almost all the music on the top floor, and there is no such one.

If you don't have a score, could it be self-composed?

Jiang Yiting, who was standing in place, looked up at the top floor of the villa with a slightly frightened face.

Although the style of this song is very weird, it is definitely a divine comedy!

Jiang Yiting, who has studied music since she was a child, naturally knows it.

And it's a perfect wind song that she has never heard at all, who is on the roof......

Jiang Yiting's heart was a little itchy, and the curiosity in her heart became more and more intense.