42. [042] As if a slap in the face

At the same time, there was a gasping sound.

"God, how did Muang come?"

"So handsome, if he is willing to join the drama club, it is estimated that this opera will definitely be popular!"

"Don't dream, I haven't heard that Ang Shao is interested in opera. ”

There are whispering voices all around, but as the protagonist of the discussion, he lowered his head and looked down at the music score in his hand, and the lights on the stage fell on his clear and handsome face, revealing an indescribable cold and pure beauty.

Guan Cancan looked at Mu Ang with some surprise, and was about to get the score back, but suddenly heard Mu Ang muttering, "Very good tune." As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Guan Ling'er coldly, "I don't think there's anything wrong with this tune, if a singer can't even sing the composer's tune well, then it can only mean that the singer is incompetent." ”

Originally, Guan Ling'er was still amazed by Mu Ang's face, but when she heard this, her face suddenly turned red, "What do you mean by this?!"

Mu Ang walked to the piano on the stage and asked the girl standing next to the piano, "Can I borrow this piano?"

"Ah, of course. The girl was flattered and hurried back.

Muang sat down in front of the piano, opened the lid, and after a few notes of gentle tapping on the keys with his fingertips, the next moment, clear music poured out of his fingertips like flowing water.

The beautiful timbre makes you can't help but take your breath away.

It was a piece written on Guan Cancan's score, and Mu Ang didn't have more than 10 minutes between getting the piece and playing it. In just such a short period of time, after reading the score once, you can play it so easily and perfectly.

This is the genius of the piano department, his talent in the piano, only when he really sees it, he will sigh and be frightened!

Everyone stopped what they were doing and listened attentively to Muang's performance. Guan Cancan finally understood why he had heard that the instructor of the piano department would love and hate Mu Ang.

He has such a talent, as long as he is willing to work hard, then sooner or later he will shine internationally. But such a genius doesn't have much interest in music, and playing the piano is just a more suitable way for him to pass the time.

After the song was played, everyone still reminisced about the aftertaste of the piano sound.

Mu Ang stood up, closed the lid, walked in front of Guan Cancan, and handed her back the music in his hand, "The song, it's really well written, it will make me want to keep playing." ”

This genius is actually interested in the music made Guan Cancan do, which undoubtedly shows that the song is excellent.

And these words, at the same time, were like the most severe slap in the face, hitting Guan Ling'er hard.

Suddenly, Guan Ling'er's face turned even redder, and she looked like she wanted to have a seizure but was not good at it.

Pan Yong, the president of the drama club on the side, hurriedly started the round, "It's really rare, I didn't expect Ang Shao to improvise a song, how about it, are you interested in participating in this opera performance? ”

Pan Yong said this casually, after all, everyone knew that Mu Ang had never participated in any club activities, and it was useless for anyone to invite him.