Chapter 43

"Everybody..." Tang Qing tried his best to shout, and finally let the people next to him hear his voice.

"In my opinion, the stage of anxiaoke goddess is not just a waste. It's too low-grade."

The audience under the stage originally expected that they could be elected. They were very dissatisfied with who became the lucky one. What's more, Qin Zhuo knew that he was a poor man when he looked at his clothes, and his heart was even more unbalanced.

Hearing Tang Qing's call, everyone shouts to let Qin Zhuo roll down.

With the increasing momentum, an Xiao can frown, in a dilemma.

Qin Zhuo saw at a glance that he was trying to pick a problem, so he asked Tang Qing, "what do you want?"

How's it going? Tang chuckled. As expected, after eating soft food for a long time, his brain would not work well. I was clearly setting a trap for him, but he stepped into the trap automatically.

"I think that in the whole city of Buzhou, on the artistic level, there is only one person who is worthy of sharing the stage with goddess anxiaoke. Do you know? This morning, a mysterious piano prince was born in our city

Obviously, some people know it, others don't know it. We are whispering and exchanging information.

Someone answered, "I know. It's a passer-by in a piano shop. A friend of mine who reads music said that the level of that person is top in the world."

Another person suddenly realized and said, "indeed, only such a person is worthy of close contact with goddess anxiaoke."

Following the topic, Tang said to Qin Zhuo, "Qin Zhuo, do you hear me? If you don't have that level, just step down and don't stand there and lose face, or you can play one as well? "

Qin Zhuo nodded and said, "OK."

Don light Leng Leng, OK? He said yes? Sure enough, he had a brain pit. He thought playing the piano was just moving bricks, one by one?

Qin Zhuo looked at the stage, shrugged and said, "unfortunately, there is no piano here."

Don light smile again, no piano? He thought out the reason for such a retarded refusal.

The audience also cried out discontentedly, "pretend what? If you don't know how to play, you can roll down quickly. "

Don't worry about the piano. There are many professional resident singers on this stage. How can you not even have a piano

Everyone yelled again and asked the bar to lift the piano out. The manager of the bar had no choice but to comply with the public and move the piano to the stage.

Anxiao felt sorry. She didn't expect that she called Qin Zhuo to the stage, which made him suffer so much criticism.

She was about to apologize and stopped the audience's threatening behavior, but Qin Zhuo said faintly, "your piano prince, just playing" the spring of lakamanvi "with both hands. What's to boast about? I'm one handed. How about that? "

In an instant, anxiaoke frowned. The apology on her face turned into disappointment.

She thought that he was a moderate and decent person, but she also liked to talk wildly. She didn't know how much she was.

Although an Xiao doesn't know who the mysterious piano prince in Buzhou is, she thinks it's extremely difficult to play a piece that is highly praised by so many people and is sure to be top-notch.

It's hard to control the piano music with both hands. He said one handed?

An Xiaoke, as a superstar, has cooperated with many piano players. She knows a little about the difficulty of one hand, so it's not too difficult to call her hell.

What's wrong with a young man saying that he can do something that no one else can do?

Anxiaoke shook his head and sighed again, blaming himself for the wrong person.

The audience is scolding everywhere, while praising the talent of the piano prince, while scolding Qin Zhuo do not know heaven and earth.

Qin Zhuosi was not affected at all. He sat down and began to play with one hand. His fast beating fingers were beating the black and white keys of the piano at an incredible speed.

As soon as the piano came out, the restless scene immediately quieted down.

Anxiao can be shocked, her white face, flying on a piece of red. It's shame. She didn't expect that she would judge people by their appearance one day. The young man in front of her is not arrogant, but he has real strength.

His piano level is even higher than that of any famous pianist he has cooperated with.

Anxiao doesn't want to miss the chance. Her thin lips, close to the microphone, begin to sing. Her heavenly voice and excellent piano sound seem to blend into one, very tacit understanding.

Under the stage, Tang Qing's hand holding the mobile phone was shaking a little.

How could that be? It's obviously trying to embarrass him, but it makes him even more popular.

Wait a minute. Tang Qing turns on his mobile phone and asks the conductor to play the video of lakamanvi's spring. He takes a look at the video and Qin Zhuo's back on the stage.

Tang light stares big eyes, a face can't believe.

My back looks like Is it really him? Is he the mysterious piano prince?

Some viewers also find this, constantly looking at Qin Zhuo real person, and the back of the video contrast.For a moment, some people thought that the two people on the stage were made in heaven. But then, they gritted their teeth again. They said they were sour because they couldn't eat grapes. They disdained to say that they could play the piano, but they were still poor. What's the big deal.

At this time, in a corner of the bar, there was a middle-aged foreign man with long golden curly hair and artistic atmosphere.

Looking at the performance on stage, he had tears in his eyes and murmured, "genius, genius, I've come all the way to see you. You didn't disappoint me. Why don't you leave the world and immerse yourself in the sea of piano art with me

This foreigner's appearance is very eye-catching, there is a young guy next to him. When he saw it, he only thought it was familiar, so he turned on the search engine to search.

The search startled him. "Master Morrison? Is Buzhou going to ascend? There are so many gods coming

Tang Qing didn't know about Maurice, but at Tang Yunling's birthday party, someone said something, so he vaguely remembered it.

A top pianist like Maurice, secretly listening to Qin Zhuo play the piano?

No!

Suddenly, Tang light a clap thigh, understand come over.

If Qin Zhuo is really the "Prince of piano" in the morning, he will die.

Master Morin's "the spring of lakamanvi" was released at 4 p.m., and he played it in the morning. There are big problems in it.

Although I don't know what channel he got to know about this piece in advance, he played it in public, that is to disclose it in advance, which is infringement! It's copyright infringement!

OK, let's pretend. Is it collapsed? Morrison came in person, which showed that he was very angry! Face to face accountability.

Infringement infringes on the world's top pianist. If you sue him at will, he will not be able to turn over in his life.

The more he thought about it, the happier he was. He just waited to see the follow-up.

Sure enough, as soon as the performance stopped, Morrison got up and straightened up and walked solemnly to the stage.