Rumble!

The hammer of the piano collided violently with the strings, and the trembling sound of the piano flowed out of the piano, accompanied by an incomparable enthusiasm, and passionate emotions came to everyone.

The sound of the piano pierced through the door and space, and sprinted violently towards the second piano door.

Heavy wall tiles, thickened glass, and a meter-long void corridor could not stop the music pouring out of the piano.

Beethoven's enthusiasm lives up to its name, announcing its existence to everyone, demonstrating the passion that ignites everything.

Fu Tune's eyes were fixed on the piano in front of him, and he put all his attention behind the music.

He was thinking, he was restraining his emotions from fluctuating with the sound of the piano, he was making the music in his hands more perfect, thinking about how to convey all the emotions he wanted to convey in the music through the music.

While not being affected by the music itself, you can also express your own thoughts.

This is not difficult for Fu Tiao, but it is still the same problem, he is striving for the ability to express brilliantly.

The sound of the piano in the house reached the outside of the house after many barriers, and at some point a large group of people had gathered at the door of Fu Diao, listening quietly and without saying anything.

It's not that there are no piano rooms, and there are even two empty piano rooms next door to them, but no one has any idea of wanting to play the piano, everyone just stands quietly, waiting for the end of Fu Tune, enjoying Fu Tune's music.

Rumble!

The roar of the chords sounded again, and even those who had already heard Beethoven's works couldn't help but shudder at this moment, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently.

This interpretation, this technique, this handling of details.

As students, the students of the world's top conservatories can't fault anything, and there's only one thing they think about right now.

That's Fu tune.

And......

"Hallo Zusammen (Hello everyone)"

A delicate voice rang out, but no one looked in the direction it came from.

The man standing in the distance and raising his hand seemed to feel a little embarrassed, took two steps forward, walked to the side of everyone, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"What happened? Why don't you go to practice? Krishna, I remember you didn't have a section tomorrow......"

Before her words fell, she couldn't help but stop and look at the piano room beside her.

The piano room is not completely transparent, but has a single window, double window, and a window with a vacuum in the middle that can be used for soundproofing.

The first is to eliminate the sound of the piano coming from the house, so as not to affect a large number of people.

The second is to let the people who patrol the room tell whether the people in the house are playing with their phones, sleeping, or practicing.

The piano room at the university is open all night, and you can practice as long as you want, so you can keep practicing without anyone bothering you.

Of course, this is limited to practice, not sleeping on your phone or anything.

If you stay in the piano room in the middle of the night and sleep with your mobile phone and don't practice, the security guard can ask you to get out.

So the person who just came over also saw the Fu tune being practiced in the room very clearly.

Although it is said that there is no sunlight on this side of the piano room, it has been in the shadows all the time, but it is almost the hottest time in Europe recently, and the humidity and heat of the air are not at all solved by staying in the shadows.

Even if the air purifier overhead moaned incessantly, there was no way to reduce half the heat in the air.

Under the hot air, Fu Tiao wore a short-sleeved suit and played the piano in his hand in this piano room.

Sweat flowed from his back and the top of his head, soaking into the pure white undershirt, showing his perfect pectoral muscles and abs to the fullest, as if carved by Michelangelo's carving knife, full of traditional classical masculine aesthetics.

The light above his head shone on his body, shining his whole body like a holy son who had descended on the earth.

"I'm knocking...... Male Bodhisattva. ”

Chen Ying, that is, the person who filmed Fu Tuo's video before, Wu Hong's girlfriend stood there and lost her voice.

She looked at Fu Tuo in front of her with the music score, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead.

Then he cautiously glanced around, found that his boyfriend was not behind, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket casually, took a photo of Fu Diao and put it in his personal collection, and set a special protective lock.

Some people around had noticed Chen Ying's movements, but no one stopped her.

Because many people also took photos of Fu Tune in advance and collected them.

Although it is not good to say that it is difficult to give this photo to Fu Diao to autograph, but there is no problem in turning around and licking it in the room, and it is still no problem to use it as a spell casting material for tonight.

After Chen Ying confirmed that the photo would not be seen by anyone, she continued to take two steps forward, walked to a blonde European girl, gently poked her back, and whispered.

"Krishna, why don't you practice? Aren't there two empty piano rooms on the side? ”

"Practice? How to practice? ”

That Chris was obviously a little helpless, she looked at Chen Ying behind her and sighed, pointed to the piano room on the side and whispered.

"You can go in and listen to it, and you'll know, you can't practice at all."

"Huh? Then I'...... Try? ”

Chen Ying was stunned for a moment, but after seeing that everyone around her had no intention of stopping her, she nodded thoughtfully, and after greedily glancing at Fu Diao who was playing the piano in the room again, she walked to the room next to Fu Diao.

Then, she was stunned.

Compared to the two layers of protection on the outside, and only one layer of particularly fragile stone bricks on the side, the piano room is particularly noisy at this moment.

Obviously, she didn't feel anything outside the house, but after entering the house, she felt extremely terrifying.

The dominance of the piano in Fu tunes.

She had planned to practice Haydn's work, and she had a concerto to practice in addition to Haydn.

But at this moment, she couldn't help but be stunned.

She listened to the sound of the piano beside her, even though the score was spread out in front of her and her fingers were on the piano, but there was no way to press it.

My finger was completely stuck there, and I couldn't move for a long time.

Myself...... What are you going to play?

Beethoven's passion?

Oh no, it's definitely not passion, it's something else, what's coming from......

Haydn's passion?

Phew, what Haydn's passion, what Haydn's enthusiasm?

Beethoven's Haydn?

No, no, what's going on in your head, what Beethoven is passionate about? It really is!

Ahem, if you want to start practicing, start with Beethoven's enthusiasm......

No, how did it become Beethoven's enthusiasm again?

Chen Ying's hand went up and down in the air, and he couldn't grasp which side the opening chord should be placed on.

Her whole head was now completely messed up, a little bit of a mess, and her fingers were hovering in the air and she didn't even know what she was supposed to play.

What are you going to play here?

Why is it that you are full of enthusiasm, but you tell yourself that you should not play passionately now, but something else?

No, no, what are you going to do?

The brain was in chaos, looking at the piano in front of her, Chen Ying almost didn't cry.

It's really, it's too hard.

Why is the sound insulation in this piano room so poor? Why are you so enthusiastic now? How can you continue to practice like this? Are you kidding?

It's really, too much of a bully!

"Ahhhh

Chen Ying got up suddenly, put away the music score in front of her, and walked outside the house angrily, looking at everyone.

didn't expect everyone to look at her with a sympathetic gaze, as if they were sympathetic.

At this point, Chen Ying completely understood the reason why so many people outside the house would stay in this place and wait for the Fu tune performance to end.

The works played before Fu Tune were basically some relatively small works, such as Chopin, Brahms, etc., and the overall mood was not particularly high.

But Beethoven, even if you don't understand it at all and haven't played it, as long as you practice, you will involuntarily play it with the piano in front of you and express it with the emotions in it.

This also made many people originally plan to practice some simple works to open, but at the beginning, they were tossed half to death by the strange and outrageous performance of Fu Tune, and there was no way to calm down and practice, so they could only stand helplessly outside the house and wait for Fu Tune's performance to end.

It's time to go to a concert.

After all, no matter what Fu Diao said, his strength is much stronger than those classmates, and it's good to listen to it, and he can always learn something.

Moreover......

Some female classmates couldn't help but look at Fu Diao's round and strong chest muscles, their fingers couldn't help but entangle, and their faces were slightly red.

It's hard to find this kind of free pectoral muscles so close.

Fu Tune rarely wore so little to play before, and with a set of clothes every day, you couldn't tell how many muscles he had.

As a result, I didn't expect Fu Tiao to be so big after taking off his clothes.

I just don't know if he'll be bigger at night.

Some girls suddenly thought so.

Chen Ying didn't think so, she just walked to her friend Krishna, sighed helplessly, patted Christina, and said.

"You're right, you can't play the piano at all by Fu Tune's side, this emotional rendering power, the strength of this music, and the expression of the music are a little too strong, right? This one is also terrifying. ”

"What a big ......"

Before Krisna could react, after being poked by Chen Ying, she couldn't help but say this, and then her face turned red and she looked at Chen Ying beside her.

"You, what did you just say?"

I said...... Uh, no, what did you just say? What's so big? Chen Ying was stunned for a moment, and was not brought in by Christna, so she asked directly.

Then, her gaze drifted to Fu Tuo in the window, and a smile instantly appeared on her face, hooked the back of Krismna's hand, and whispered.

"I understand you, you don't have to say it."

"No, I didn't say anything...... Krisna retorted in a low voice, but when she found Chen Ying smiling, her face couldn't help but fall a little, and she muttered in a low voice: "Don't you think Dior is ...... Ahem, is Dio big? ”

"Dior of Dior?"

Chen Ying was stunned, her face turned red instantly, and she hammered Krisna with her hand.

"Although it's normal for girls to have yellow accents among themselves, they can't be so straightforward? How can there be a Dior who directly says that people are Dior? ”

"Huh? What? What Dior? Krysna was hammered for some reason, and couldn't help but be aggrieved: "I just mean his pectoral muscles, what are you thinking?" ”

"Oh, grass ......"

Chen Ying's hands instantly stiffened, and she couldn't help covering her face, eager to dig a three-bedroom apartment for herself.

People are obviously talking about Dior, and they are also speaking German, but she immediately thought of Chinese.

What is this? Isn't it self-defeating?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cough lightly twice and changed the subject.

"Forget it, don't talk about this, although my target is not very big, not straight, and not as handsome as Dior, but I still think my partner is good, he is more symmetrical overall, although I will like to watch Dior, but it doesn't mean that I will empathize with him, don't get me wrong."

"I know, but didn't you just say that you wouldn't talk about this topic, why did you say it again?"

"I, I'm ......" Chen Ying was choked back by a sentence, and couldn't help coughing twice: "Ahem, don't say it, don't say it, how long has Dior been playing here?" How long will he have to play? Although his pectoral muscles are very good-looking, his abdominal muscles are also very distinct, and he is handsome, but I still have to practice, I am the day after tomorrow......"

"Huh? I didn't pay attention, I just came, and I've only been here for more than half an hour, right? ”

After hearing Chen Ying's words, Krisna couldn't help but raise her head and think about it, and was just about to speak, but she heard another voice from her side, with a strong Korean flavor of German.

"Fu tunes that he has been playing for almost three hours and forty minutes~"

Chu Yao, the Korean girl whose full name is Jiang Chuyao, added on the side, although her words carried a hint of resentment, but her tone was extremely excited.

"I was practicing about four hours ago, and then I was chased out by his voice, no way, he played so well! I simply can't afford to play my content on the sidelines. ”

"Three hours and forty minutes? Then that means ......"

"Fu tunes him to the end?"

Chen Ying and Krysna said excitedly at the same time.

Everyone knows very well that although Fu Tune practices more fiercely, he will rest after practicing for four hours normally, and now it seems that he has been practicing for almost four hours, so that means that Fu Tune may come out?

Coming out in a sweat-soaked shirt that accentuates your body?

Thinking of this, the two of them couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva in unison, and then Krisna looked at Chen Ying beside her and couldn't help complaining.

"No, didn't you say you had your boyfriend? Why are you still swallowing saliva in this place? ”

"What's wrong? Everyone has a love for beauty, what's wrong with my like Fu Tune's figure? Breaking the law? ”

"You, you, you...... A little more convergence! ”

"What's there to restrain from, anyway, it's the whispers of the two of us, plus Fu is so fierce and strong, no one can hear our conversation! Hey, hey, hey, Fu tune Fu tune......"

The two of them whispered where to discuss Fu Tune, but they didn't expect that the expressions of the other people around them had become slightly weird, and they retreated to the surroundings, giving the two of them a larger space to discuss Fu Tune.

Chu Yao on the side sighed helplessly, pinched his eyebrows, didn't bother to care about the two strange people around him, and then continued to look at Fu Diao in the room.

In her feelings, Fu Tiao is like boiling water, passionately releasing his energy, and boundless emotions rushing to the surroundings, showing his feelings for Beethoven to the fullest.

Perfect, perfect, except for perfection or perfection.

She felt that maybe her level was too low, or some other reason, she couldn't find any problems with Fu's tone above this Beethoven.

This surging emotion, this splendid contagion, even passers-by, can be completely sunk in comparison.

Not to mention Fu Tuan and the huge chest muscles.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at the two people beside her, snorted lightly, and continued to look at Fu Tuo.

Under her gaze, Fu Tune slammed down the last chord, as if announcing his arrival to the world.

Even the aftershocks of music are a height that several people outside the house cannot reach in their lifetimes.

Fu Tune's pectoral muscles float back and forth, as if he is releasing the remaining passion in his heart.

The sweat on his head rushed out at this moment, like a sluice gate completely opened, almost soaking his whole body.

As if he had already thought of this moment, Fu Tiao got up, took out a large pile of napkins from his pocket, wiped the sweat on the piano bench and keyboard completely, and nodded to the people outside the window.

For some reason, he seemed to hear some people's sighs at this moment.

Could it be a delusion?

Fu Tiao frowned blankly, and after confirming that the room was clean, he reached out and opened the door of the piano room, nodded to everyone, and said softly.

"Sorry, it's been a little long, now you can go in."

"It's okay, it's okay, Senior Dior! You can also keep practicing! Don't worry! ”

Under his gaze, a relatively familiar short girl trotted over with a pure white towel and handed it to him.

"Good work."

"Thank you, but not really."

Fu Tiao smiled at her, did not take the towel in her hand, but took out a gray towel from his pocket and covered the back of his neck, nodded at her, and asked.

"Anyway...... Chu Yao? Right? ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Chu Yao nodded, but before he could speak, Fu Diao asked directly.

"What time is it?"

"It's June 22 at three o'clock in the afternoon." Chu Yao replied respectfully, "Do you have an appointment?" ”

"Well, almost, I have another appointment with Mr. Klaus today, you have been waiting outside for a long time, in this way, you can use the piano room first, I have another Termin, go first, goodbye everyone."

With that, Fu Tiao smiled at everyone and turned to leave without any hesitation.

I've been practicing so diligently lately that I've lost track of time for a while.

Unexpectedly, he had already arrived at the 22nd, 24th, 25th, 26th is him, as well as Zhao Chengzhen and Hamelin's concert.

This time flies really fast.

Thinking so, Fu Tiao first went to the toilet to change his clothes, then walked to Professor Klaus's door and knocked lightly.

A muffled voice came from inside the room.

"Dior? Come on in. ”

(End of chapter)