Yang Mo's question stunned the man and woman.

"No problem, I'm afraid that you, the nouveau riche, will lose and won't be able to get anything. The man scoffed.

Yang Mo raised his eyelids: "Since I want to bet with you, of course I can get it by betting." ”

"What do you want to bet on?" the man asked curiously.

"Don't bet on anything else, if I win, just give me three slaps. Yang Mo smiled faintly.

"Slap in the face?" The man didn't expect Yang Mo to bet on this, and he couldn't help but be stunned, a little hesitant.

Being slapped in front of so many people is definitely a great shame, not only embarrassing, but also damaging the prestige of their family, and they will have no face to see in the future.

"Why, don't you dare to bet?" Yang Mo said with a smile.

"My dear, this guy is clearly a bun, he can't play the piano at all, so we don't have to be afraid of him at all. The woman egged on the side.

The man pondered for a moment, slowly raised his head, and asked, "What if you lose?"

"It's up to you!" Yang Mo said lightly.

"Okay, I'll bet with you. The man thought for a moment and nodded.

Yang Mo smiled slightly, directly dragged his coat, and then walked to the stage.

At this moment, everyone in the hall came to be interested one by one, and they were all curious about what performance this young man, who was praised as a bosom friend by Mr. Rogge, would perform next.

However.

Yang Mo sat down in front of the piano, and just when they were full of expectations, Yang Mo suddenly turned his head and beckoned to Luo Ge: "Old Luo, come here!"

"Mr. Yang, what do you command?" Rogge asked respectfully at a trott.

"What, can you tell me, what are these white and black keys?" Yang Mo touched his head and asked suspiciously.

Ga?

Rogge was stunned, a little overwhelmed.

The men and women in the audience were stunned for a moment, and then laughed excitedly.

I know that you kid is pretending, and now it's exposed, right?

You don't even know what the black and white keys represent, and you dare to say that you can play the piano, do you want to be ashamed?

And Li Sixuan is full of black lines, dense.

You don't know how to play the piano, and you bet with others, isn't this just sticking your face in front of others and letting them smoke?

The audience erupted in ridicule and boos.

Obviously, this is the first time they have encountered such a situation.

However, after being stunned for a short time, Rogge was still patient and began to explain to Yang Mo: "Mr. Yang, the black keys on the piano represent ......"

Rogge's explanation was very vivid, Yang Mo only listened to it once, and then he knew the basic knowledge of the piano.

"Mr. Yang, do you need me to repeat it again?"

Rogge was afraid that he would speak too quickly, but Yang Mo didn't hear clearly.

"It's that simple, it's enough to talk about it once!"

Yang Mo smiled confidently, didn't care about the mocking gazes of others at all, and gently tried his fingers on the keyboard.

Bell ......

The piano suddenly made two disorganized sounds.

Anyone can see that this is the first time Yang Mo has played the piano, and he has never even touched the piano before.

This scene caused an uproar among the people in the hall.

Even Rogge is a little confused, is he really ignorant?

And the man and woman in the audience burst into laughter again.

"Haha! This guy is really an idiot, he doesn't know how to play the piano at all, what he said just now is just to pretend to be forced. Now, we'll see how he gets out of power. The man's heart was filled with joy.

"Wait a minute, he falls into our hands, and the old lady must make him lose face, and life is better than death. A hint of coldness flashed in the woman's eyes, and she couldn't wait to see Yang Mo's disgraced appearance.

And just then, the music suddenly started.

Those chaotic notes just now seem to have magic power all of a sudden, and it seems to be able to penetrate the eardrums and reach the depths of everyone's heart.

At this moment, the entire hall fell silent all of a sudden.

It was as if time had stood still.

I only heard the hearts beating.

Rogge, who was about to step down from the stage, suddenly shook his body, turned his head with a shocked face, and looked at the source of the music.

Suddenly, that vicissitudes of life face was covered with tears, and his face was filled with great shock and disbelief.

"How could it be...... How can there be such beautiful music......? This is the legendary soul sound?"

The music is distant and ethereal, listening to everyone's heart, evoking bursts of resonance.

Their souls, as Yang Mo's fingers beat, were trembling violently.

Some people listened to it, as if they saw a picture of the remnant sun like blood, writing the tragedy of the strong.

Some people listen, and the whole person seems to have entered the vast universe, lamenting the insignificance of life.

There are also people who sound, a strong longing rises in their hearts, and their eyes are full of the voices of their relatives.

In an instant, everyone had mixed feelings, some burst into tears, some wept with joy, some laughed wildly, and some pondered silently.

It is true that Yang Mo has never played the piano, but it does not mean that he does not understand music.

All music is connected.

Only music that can tug at the heartstrings and resonate is worthy of the name "Soul Sound".

In the corner of the gate, a white-haired old man came in.

His old face, covered with frowns, was full of surprise and joy.

"I heard it, I finally heard it again!"

Clang!

When the last note falls, the piano stops abruptly.

The hall was deadly silent.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses and look at Yang Mo in unison.

At this time, Yang Mo had already stood up from his seat, faced everyone's eyes, touched his head awkwardly, and said with a smile: "I'm done playing!"

Wow!

Yang Mo's words were like a thunderbolt, and they exploded in the hall in an instant.

At the same time.

Almost everyone stood up from their seats and threw warm applause at Yang Mo.

Only the man and woman who had just made a bet with Yang Mo still sat there forcibly, but their faces were full of tears.

They didn't want to cry at all, but they couldn't stop crying.

Yang Mo looked at the man and woman, and asked with a smile, "That...... Am I not playing well?"

This question, all eyes were fixed on their faces.

"I ......"

The man's face was extremely gloomy, and he wanted to deny Yang Mo's piano sound, but he was too frightened to speak several times.

"Hmph, it's just a blind cat running into a dead mouse!" said the woman, unconvinced.

And at this moment, the old man at the door suddenly walked up to the stage.

"Grandfather!"

Seeing this, Rogge couldn't help but be taken aback.

The old man walked up to Yang Mo.

Suddenly.

He bent down and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang, for letting me hear the beautiful music again. ”

Rumble!

Everyone was amazed.

"Didn't Mr. Rogge just say that his grandfather was deaf and couldn't listen to music?"

Just when everyone was puzzled, Rogge spoke: "Real music can penetrate people's hearts and go to the depths of the soul, without using ears at all." ”