The people around were stunned for a moment, and almost all of them put down what they were doing and gathered on the side of the white grand piano.

"Is Miss Bai ready?"

Elbe smiled slightly, his slender white fingers resting on the keys, his eyes pale and cold.

Bai Liting, who was closest to Yibei, shook his head and looked at Bai Wanxiang, who was still stunned in place with a pale face.

There was a touch of annoyance in her eyes, and she shouted angrily that she was standing next to the piano.

Before Bai Wanxiang could stand still, the Elbe melody suddenly sounded, and the falling melody did not match her whole temperament, and her slender fingers almost smashed the keys hard.

Bai Wanxiang, who had studied dance at the Royal Academy of Dance, heard the chords of Elbe's destruction at the beginning, and suddenly began to lose the rhythm for a moment.

Searching for all the dance music in your head to find the origin of the Elbe's piano.

The white piano seemed to suddenly become an outlet for all the emotions of the whole night.

From the moment Chu Mu dragged her, that elegant face suddenly appeared in front of her.

Fox-like white and pure eyes, teasing words.

"Four years later, in the fall, died in front of the gates of N.S"

The slender fingers trembled suddenly, and smashed the keys desperately, as if they were going to smash the keys through by themselves.

The rhythm under Bai Wanxiang's feet became faster and faster, faster and faster, the flying hair stuck to her beautiful face, and cold sweat fell from her forehead in embarrassment, and she barely had time to think about what Yibei was doing.

Gu Nancheng, who was on the third floor, was stunned, and a stroke of deep thought was crossed on his feminine and delicate face, and he looked at Yibei who was playing deeply.

The stairs of the villa were swirling, and the girl sat next to the white grand piano, which seemed to mobilize every cell in her body, and her whole body trembled, smashing the keys, leaving no room for herself.

The thin lips were pursed tightly, and the bottom of the peach blossom eyes reflected a dull and dull light. Slender fingers curled up beside well-cut trousers.

Elbe played a tune, and he couldn't be more familiar with it.

Prokofiev's Piano Concerto No. 2, in G minor, Op. 16, was composed in 1713 due to the suicide of his classmate Smithoff, so it was presented to Smithoff, and because the original score was lost, Prokofiev rearranged it from memory in 1723.

But how could Elbe play?!

It was first performed in 1713 by Prokofiev.

At the time of the premiere, because of the fierce percussions of the rhythm and the continuous dissonance of chords, many people withdrew and abused them.

Most of the reports said: "This future music, give it to the devil." We're here to have fun, and my cat plays this kind of music. ”

Elbe likes quiet and peaceful music the most, and the first time he played this piece in front of Elbe, she stopped before he finished playing.

Claiming that this is a piece made by demons, he also had a big fight with the piano teacher for it.

What is she venting about now?

What Chu Mu said just now provoked her?!

Elbe's whole brain went blank, slender fingers smashed down on the snow-white piano, more and more chords, and the rhythm became more and more urgent.

Like a clock that has been accelerating, the hour and second hands are spinning rapidly, so fast that time and space flickering on the curvature of the hair.

There was silence for a moment, and even the sound of his own piano disappeared.

It seems that there was such a scene a long, long time ago.