Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Haitong stood up uneasily under her serious gaze and said subconsciously: "Aunt Ye, my friend uses a piano, so I..."

"...I don't think it's fair."

She didn't notice Ye Lan's extremely disappointed expression at what she blurted out, and she wanted to blame Qiao Nian for the mistake.

At this time, Vienna also stood up and took over her words sanctimoniously: "What this lady said makes sense."

"I admit that the performance just now was exquisite, but we all have different instruments, how can we tell the winner?"

Qiao Nian couldn't get used to him: "Really? Then who made such wild claims on the stage that Western music is better than classical instruments, and the music played with your stuff will be better."

As a music master, Vienna almost blushed when she yelled at her, choked, and deliberately pretended not to understand: "It's still the same instrument, so it's easier to compare."

Elena whispered from the back row: "Idiot."

Sure enough, I heard the girl's indifferent question: "You mean if I use the piano and violin, you will be convinced, right?"

Vienna was now riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he nodded with difficulty: "Yes."

"Do you want to obey?"

Qiao Nian was caught by a beam of light under the stage and watched by hundreds of pairs of eyes. She quickly retracted her hand and looked at Haitong and Vienna.

Vienna instantly understood Haitong's feeling of being stuck in place.

"..."

You have demonstrated over ten low-difficulty fingering techniques in a short period of time, and you still use one hand, and you can even sit down.

The piano that Elena used before had not been moved down yet, and stood quietly on the stage.

The look in his eyes was extremely indifferent, as if looking at two ugly men: "Are you convinced?"

Vienna was still feeling depressed, and no one was helping me bear the pressure. Just when I was about to disappear, the boy changed the subject, turned sideways, and faced me head-on.

You wish you had to find a crack in the ground to retreat, but at the same time you feel angry but calm inside.

The boy leaned against the piano lazily and played the most difficult part of Liszt's "12 Transcendental Etudes" with only one hand.

The nervousness of a boy's control is like you are just trying out the pitch of the piano, and someone thinks that your day is over.

I also felt the gazes from all directions. Compared with the silent gazes on Haitong, Xiaojia looked at me with a look full of sarcasm.

Then you changed the speed with one hand, and Michael Finessy's "Englishtry-Tunes" resounded throughout the small theater.

Rachmaninov's "Piano Concerto No. 8", recognized as the most difficult in the world, jumped and excitedly played by Qiao Nian with one hand.

Qiao Nian did not disappoint him. There was no fear in her dark eyes. She turned sideways, put her hands in her pockets, and turned back: "I will make you convinced that you lose!"

The Vienna Bad Guy held a solo concert at the Golden Concert Hall. As a world-renowned music teacher, this was the first time for me to be exposed and slapped in the face in public. How could that man be so reasonable and forgiving?

"What about him?"

Everyone saw Qiao Nian walking over and lifting the cover of the piano. She didn't sit down, but stood on the edge and tried the tuning. Her slender fingers were like jumping elves sliding under the white keys, and a string of heavy and slow tones stood vertically. And out, it is one of the most difficult fingering methods recognized internationally.

Haitong's face was burning. He was so angry that he couldn't say anything for a long time, and he felt the gazes from all directions.

Just when Vienna was shocked to the point of being overextended, the boy relaxed and changed his style again in an extremely relaxed state.