Charming Divine Doctor

Actually, Wang Ye just wanted to absorb a bit of Long Qi's talent for the piano. After he recited the chant, he would channel Long Qi's artistic Qi into himself.

At the same time, he flipped through the piano books that Long Qi had brought with him. If he had this kind of technique passed down to him in the past, wouldn't the examination be like searching for something valuable?

Long Qi did not care that much, after changing his clothes, he immediately walked to the stage, and the people below the stage immediately started clapping.

"I would like to invite my friend Wang Ye to perform on stage. I will play the piano and he will sing for everyone." Long Qi had already told Wang Ye about the music when he was changing his clothes.

"Thank you!" Wang Ye bowed to the people below the stage.

Then, Long Qi walked to the piano, all the lights in the room went out, and only two of the chasing lights lit up. Wang Ye stood in front of the microphone and smiled at the people below the stage.

Long Qi originally wanted to help him regain his composure, so he said into the microphone: "I'll give this song to Miss Su Ran, I hope she'll like it!"

The girls below the stage were about to go crazy. If this man was singing for them, that would be great, but they couldn't even touch Long Qi.

The piano sounded out twice, and suddenly, Long Qi felt an itch behind his back. The seat he was sitting on was uncomfortable, it was soon followed by his arm.

"I love you, my dearest girl …" Once Wang Ye opened his mouth, the entire audience instantly went silent.

Chen Jian said in a low voice, "I didn't even know he could sing!"

The voice was like a soul piercing. Everyone instantly thought of the person they liked the most, at the purest of times.

Long Qi's prelude came to an abrupt end as everyone was immersed in Wang Ye's endings, as they were waiting for the next tune!

Wang Ye turned to the side, only to realize that this brat had disappeared. He looked carefully, and saw that Long Qi had retreated backstage to scratch his itch. He had to sit at the piano.

When he looked at the melody, he realized that singing and playing the piano were two entirely different things. He could use Long Qi's power to imitate the original singing, but playing the piano was different.

"Old Daoist, quickly help me!" Wang Ye could not understand the melody at all.

"How?" The old Daoist looked confused.

"If you want me to help someone with your Dao destiny in the future, then get that Bei or whatever guy on me right now!" Wang Ye said.

He randomly pressed a few notes on the keyboard, but they were all based on what he learned from watching TV in the past. However, this piano's sound was incomparably unpleasant to hear.

"If not, then come down! It's not shameful! " A Rich Boy disciple quickly shouted.

Who told him to steal everyone's goddess Su Ran, I must make him lose face. It was fine if he was going to take down Wang Ye, but a few of the young masters just wanted to go up on stage and grab Wang Ye.

Wang Ye looked up and saw the ridiculing faces of the others who were covering their ears, he thought to himself that the Old Daoist's method of borrowing his Qi was useless! He could learn to sing because it was relatively simple, but playing the piano was different.

He himself could sing, but the piano had never been touched.

"Is this Master Bei?" The old Daoist said, "I just found a few people with the surname 'Bei' in the Underworld with my Heaven's Eyes."

Wang Ye suddenly felt a peculiar heat flowing through his body, and then he felt that his stomach had expanded by one fold. He immediately stared at the mosquitoes flying in the air.

"Mosquitoes can be eaten by the tail and the head …" Wang Ye immediately drove the ghost out of his body.

"Beethoven!" Wang Ye immediately warned.

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" The old Daoist impatiently slammed the Starved Ghost down into the Underworld, then started chanting the Soul Summoning Mouth.

All sorts of strange environments suddenly appeared in his brain. There was the beautiful moonlight, the fantasy river, and every single pore on his body seemed to have been expanded.

The feeling of art filling his brain was so refreshing that he wanted to sing a poem against it.

"I love you, my most beloved Su Ran …" Wang Ye sang in English and his fingers started to play the prelude.

It was as if the soothing music had summoned everyone's plot, and every tune seemed to have come from another world. All of the keys made Wang Ye feel intoxicated.

"Your hair and your eyes... It's my oxygen, and when the sun is shining and the traffic is slow, you will be sitting in the carriage. My Su Ran, you are my most beautiful princess … " Wang Ye sang all of them in English.

Furthermore, there were a few linguists who recognized him. Wang Ye's accent was extremely pure, and it was in a small language at the end of the last century. That Long Qi, there was simply no way to compare with him.

Wang Ye sang a modified love song in pure English. After he finished singing it, he finished the third round of Beethoven's Variations. Not only that, this song was also Beethoven's last unfinished song.

There were people below the stage who came from a musical family. They were originally just here to listen, but when they heard the continuation, they were amazed.

"The woman Su Ran that was given to me, my princess!" Wang Ye smiled slightly, and then bowed slightly, using the British etiquette.

Everyone was stunned. How could he sing such a beautiful song? Why didn't he become a singer? Those third-rate celebrities would only shout and dance wildly on stage.

What was a piano performance? What was singing? This Wang Ye was simply the king of China!

The disciples of the Musical family all stood up. They rushed to send Wang Ye off the stage with warm applause. They also knew western music, but Wang Ye was simply a master.

This person played it as if it was a small world, as if everyone had seen a living story. Su Ran was also extremely shocked.

Quite a number of girls threw jealous glances at her. When the applause from a few members of the musical family ended, those who were touched by the song finally reacted.

The entire audience stood up to applaud Wang Ye. He was simply a talented musician, he played the song to the end in the most unique way.

The resentment in Wang Ye's heart grew even more intense, and the ghost said: "If I'm not deaf, I should be able to hear everyone's applause, that belongs to me."

But he immediately recited the Heart Cleansing Curse, and the anger immediately disappeared. At this time, he felt extremely depressed when he saw how the old Taoist professor Wang Ye had sent his ghost down the Underworld.

He had part of a ghost's memory, and he saw the story of a man in the last century. He liked a woman, but in that era, his power couldn't change anything for him.

Wang Ye tried his best to forget about these unpleasant memories, but it was very difficult for him to do so.

"I didn't expect your boyfriend to be so amazing!" The surrounding people all looked at him with envy.

Chen Jian moved closer and said: "Young miss Su, let me tell you, his singing was taught to you by our dorms!"

"Come on, let me give you some pointers!" Wu Gang anxiously tried to win.

"What are you saying!" Wang Ye said while standing behind Su Ran.