"Zheng!"

The second note pops out.

Maxim's face changed drastically, and he said in disbelief: "Impossible, this ...... What kind of music is this? Why are my goosebumps rising? ”

He looked around with difficulty, and saw that everyone was listening to Fang Hao playing the piano quietly.

Fang Hao began to play smoothly.

Although it is the first time to use "winding beam", it is even the first time to play the guqin.

But the effect of grandmaster-level skills makes Fang Hao feel at ease.

He had a sense of joy that he had everything under control.

And the music itself is also an expression of emotion, and the more Fang Hao plays, the more comfortable the mood becomes.

Fang Hao's piano sound, although it is just a sound, seems to have substance.

The music is like a breeze, the breeze blows on the face, and it drives people's emotions.

Garbo's eyes widened as she watched Fang Hao play the piano.

I saw Fang Hao sitting in front of the piano, his waist was straight, his serious face was extremely handsome, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be intoxicated by the music, which was even more attractive.

His hands, like ghosts, fluttered quickly on the strings, playing beautiful music in various ways.

Garbo felt that Fang Hao's hand was not plucking the strings, as if it was plucking her heart.

Let the softness in her heart be exposed.

She was outraged that her parents had died in a traffic accident when she was three years old, and that although she was the heir to the family, the family business was entirely controlled by the board of directors.

When they open their mouths and close their mouths, they say:

"Garbo, we're here for your good!"

"Garbo, we are relatives, don't you still believe us?"

"Garbo, when you become an adult, the family business will be handed back to you!"

Whenever this happens, Garbo will show a cute smile, a smile that is so cute that it is disgusting like that silly child.

In fact, Garbo knows that the relatives of these board of directors are busy filling their own pockets, and when she reaches adulthood, the family business may be an empty shell.

The monstrous hatred is irrepressible.

At this moment, Fang Hao's piano sound suddenly soothed.

The expression on Garbo's face softened with the music.

She suddenly recalled that when she was a child, lying in bed, her father told him a story, and she couldn't remember her father's face before, but now she can see it clearly.

Hatred did not make Garbo cry.

But this tender memory brought Garbo to tears.

At this time, no one felt that Garbo was ashamed.

Because everybody, they're immersed in music.

No one is exempt.

Even Maxim, who was thinking about whether there was any way to affect Fang Hao's playing the piano, was also immersed in the music at this time, and recalled the ups and downs of life under the buff effect of "winding the beam".

Then, tears flowed down my face.

There was silence.

The ancient Chinese piano exudes its charm in St. Petersburg.

Seven strings, flying up and down, under Fang Hao's fingers, as if magical, played intoxicating music.

There is not a trace of unwanted chatter.

There is not a trace of superfluous sound.

Full of emotion.

The end of the song.

There was silence.

Not a single person spoke.

Fang Hao was a little puzzled, and he looked at Polina.

I saw that Polina had already cried into tears.

Looking at Maxim again, the boy didn't know what he was thinking, he fell to his knees, trembling all over.

Everyone, immersed in their own emotions.

Fang Hao looked at the "winding beam" in front of him in surprise.

The "Winding Beam" guqin is very high-profile as soon as it appears, and its appearance is "I am very expensive", it is not low-key at all, even the sound that pops up is so.

"That's amazing!"

"It's more than just playing the piano!"

"It's mind magic!"

Fang Hao couldn't help but sigh.

He plucked his right hand twice on the "winding beam".

The voice was full of slaughter.

It's like being on a battlefield of cold weapons with swords and swords.

Fang Hao's original intention was to wake everyone up with this stimulating piano sound.

But he still underestimated the power of the beam.

Although it is not the repertoire of the "Four Uniques of Guqin" that is played casually, it cannot always achieve the effect.

But the high-level guqin skills combined with the buff of "winding the beam" are still very powerful.

A very small number of people wake up violently, as if they had woken up from a dream.

But some people are awakened by fright.

Maxim's eyes widened even more, shouting: "Don't, don't!" ”

The scene was suddenly noisy.

But soon, it was quiet.

Everyone understood what had just happened.

Suddenly, thunderous applause rang out.

If just now, they still thought that no matter how well Fang Hao played, we would have said that Maxim played well.

But now, let's face it.

Fang Hao has made you cry! Can you still say in good conscience that Maxim played well?

That's too fake.

No one will believe it.

cheating, that you have to cheat when the strength is about the same.

For example, if you usually score 80 points in the exam, cheating to 100 points is not too outrageous.

But you usually cheat to 100 points after only 30 minutes in the exam, are you really stupid for everyone?

If it's a different person, it's stupid.

But Fang Hao can come here, and he can fight, you bully Fang Hao in person, do you really think Fang Hao doesn't dare to beat people?

Of course, the guests are people with heads and faces.

They won't admit that they're thinking so much in their hearts.

They will only say that I am impressed by Fang Hao's music.

Therefore, the applause rang out in unison.

Everyone is expressing their opinions.

"Everyone, please be quiet, I am the Dean of the Conservatory of Music of St. Petersburg University!"

At this time, a white-haired man wearing a tuxedo and a very artistic temperament said loudly as he walked towards the stage.

"Ah, it's Mr. Child!"

"Everyone, be quiet, and listen to Mr. Child!"

"Mr. Childe is one of the greatest musicians in our Russia, who once conducted in the Musikverein in Vienna!"

People got out of the way and let Childe go up.

"I'm honored to be able to hear great music, good music is like eating a delicious meal, and I have to express what I think in my heart, it's a compliment to great music!" ”

"Dean Child, just say it!"

"We'd love to hear from you, too!"

Everyone in the audience said.

Childe said: "Maxim played very well just now! But that's still in the sorrow of music! How to put it, I can feel Maxim's technique, I can feel the wonderful performance of his performance! This is what I call the sorrow of music! But Mr. Fang's performance from Huaxia has gone beyond the scope of music! ”

The crowd was amazed.

Already out of the realm of music?

You're the dean of the Conservatory, but you can tell me, it's not music, it's painting?

None of them get it.

(End of chapter)