The guy on the stage is really too undisciplined, people have been waiting for you to play the piano for a long time, where are you closing your eyes and not moving, I thought this guy was brewing feelings, but who knew that Lu Dao actually fell asleep.

"Actually falling asleep in this environment? I really don't know whether to admire him or to flatten him. Gao Zilan dragged her face helplessly, she really wanted to tell people that I didn't know him.

Feng Chenyu suddenly heard some screams outside, and woke him up.

After he woke up, he looked around suspiciously, all of them were fire-breathing eyes, Feng Chenyu scratched his head, feeling inexplicably wonderful.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I think it's best to give him a chance to pop up, like if he can't bounce out, let's consider beating him up. ”

Gao Zilan looked at Feng Chenyu with a gloomy face and a puzzled expression, the sentence in front sounded very good, but how could it sound bad in the back.

Gao Zilan held back her anger, and the smile on her face was barely raised, but you can imagine how angry he was.

Feng Chenyu snorted, stretched, looked at everyone condescendingly, and said confidently: "The reason why the deity just "pretended to be asleep" was to test whether you had listened to the deity play the piano, and now that the deity has obtained the result, you are absolutely qualified." Everyone resisted the urge to beat him, and stabbed him hard with a dinner knife, this thing is really too bad, even if you fall asleep, you can still be confident, and shout with a clear conscience that I am testing you. really responded to the words "live for a hundred years without heart and lungs, and be invincible without face and skin".

Okay, this time I plan to play a song of Jacky Cheung's "Li Xianglan" for you, and in order to thank you for your patience in waiting for me to wake up, I am singing a song to you.

Everyone pouted, not believing this unreliable guy, when he came on stage just now, he rarely had the aura of an artist who began to get, and he fell and ate.

And just now I pretended to brew feelings, but I fell asleep, and I was still rational and angry, and I called the test, and this time I might make a moth.

Feng Chenyu scratched his head, thinking to himself how handsome it would be to sing a song and hold a cigarette, Feng Chenyu thought about it, and asked for a five-yuan Heshui brand cigarette inside.

When he sat on the top of the seat and faced the piano again, his temperament changed completely, his deep eyes faced everyone, and he took out a river brand cigarette and put it in his mouth.

took out a fire and lit it, it looked very haggard and lost, Feng Chenyu couldn't smoke at all, and there was no such thing in his memory, it was just pretending.

The firelight was lit, the cigarette was lit, Feng Chenyu spit out a mouthful of white mist, with the sparse stubble and melancholy eyes, it seems that there is something else to taste, maybe there will be little Lori who likes this kind of weathered uncle.

The man exhaled a deep puff of cigarette, and the eyes of everyone looking at him changed, indeed, he still looked very good, and he looked like an uncle who had experienced a lot of things.

Feng Chenyu couldn't help but smile, kept a serious look, took a cigarette in his mouth, and said to himself: "The deity must be handsome for all of you, a group of mortals come to my bowl quickly." ”

Feng Chenyu didn't say anything to himself, a puff of stimulating smoke entered Feng Chenyu's lungs, he only paid attention to talking just now, but he forgot to smoke a cigarette, this smoke was very strong, and he immediately felt uncomfortable after taking a puff of cigarettes.

"Ahem... Ahem... Give me that glass of water. Feng Chenyu clutched his chest and coughed uncomfortably.

The image that was built up with great difficulty collapsed again, and he was quite handsome while smoking, but this time it declined.

Gao Zilan couldn't help but smile, and gave him a glass of water on stage, and at this moment Feng Chenyu finally knew what it meant to die if he didn't die.

If you go on stage well, if you don't pretend, you won't fall into a dog and eat, if you don't pretend to be well, you won't fall asleep, and if you play the piano well and don't pretend to be haggard, you won't be smoked.

Feng Chenyu took a deep breath and said, "Give me a chance, I'm definitely not joking this time." ”

Before Feng Chenyu's words fell, a few guys behind him began to ask where the chef's knife was? Is his sentence "I'm definitely not joking" telling them that they were all playing on them in front of him?

Everyone pinned their knives, resisted the urge to scold their mother, and looked at Feng Chenyu with a gloomy face, thinking that this guy was daring to play him, so don't go.

Feng Chenyu coughed solemnly and calmed down, if he was joking, those guys should have taken the knife and barreled themselves.

"Whew" Feng Chenyu exhaled, and the slender fingers on the piano began to move, and a song of Jacky Cheung's "Li Xianglan" was playing with piano music, after his fingers played the tune.

Everyone was stunned, thinking that this guy was pretending to be garlic, but who knew that Lu Dao could really play, and it seemed to be playing well.

Feng Chenyu held an unburned cigarette in his mouth, his fingers gently tapped the melody, his voice became softer and softer, and the people in the audience became more and more relaxed.

Feng Chenyu himself didn't know what kind of feeling he was in, it was a very wonderful subconscious feeling, he didn't know how to play the piano at all, he just recalled the melody of the song in his head, and the piano played it by himself.

It feels like someone is holding his hand and playing the piano, but in fact, practice makes perfect.

At this time, the feeling is like cooking in the Temple of Great Compassion, and the senior sister once deduced that although the memory has been lost, the skills he has practiced before have not been lost, that is to say, as long as he touches or does what he has done every day, practice makes perfect, and he will subconsciously realize it according to his own ideas.

Now Feng Chenyu is like this, he must have learned the piano before, the piano is definitely practice makes perfect, otherwise it is impossible to only think about the music in his mind, his fingers can play smoothly and freely, and he can practice it without even looking at the keys.

The music lasted for about thirty seconds, everyone was surprised, the piano piece is indeed very good, this "Li Xianglan" many people have heard, he is different from foreign songs even if you play the wrong can not be heard, this Celestial Dynasty golden song is presented in Chinese form, is a kind of interlocking combination, as long as you have heard this song, you can hear that you can play the wrong game.

Feng Chenyu closed his eyes, but there was a little bit of a feeling of sinking into the music, his fingers were like flowing water, and his complex keys were smooth and free, not dragging mud and water, which was very powerful.

Li Xianglan's background music has a hint of depression, and what I can't tell is a melancholy tune.

The depressing music and the wonderful piano made everyone feel an unspeakable depression in their throats, and their chests were very dull, just a piano song could pop up and affect people's moods, indicating that Feng Chenyu's realm was already very high.

"Annoyed by the spring breeze, why am I annoyed by the spring breeze, I can't say it, I cherish the wine. ......””

Feng Chenyu's mouth moved slightly, and he began to sing this song in a wonderful hoarse voice, PS: There will be three more chapters later, I promise not to drop the chain, don't wait, let's go to sleep directly, get up early and watch.