Chapter 185

As time passed, the audience who came to watch the concert arrived one after another.

Looking around, there were almost no empty seats.

This concert was actually only a small-scale publicity, and the publicity time was very short, but nearly 8,000 tickets were still sold.

One can imagine Qiu Qianwei's influence.

At 7:30 in the evening, the concert officially started.

Dressed up Qiu Qianwei appeared on the stage, and just a simple appearance received a tsunami of applause.

Qiu Qianwei first expressed her sincere greetings to everyone, and then she walked to the piano on the stage and sat down gracefully.

A soothing "Moonlight Sonata" opened the concert, opening up the warm atmosphere of the concert.

Subsequently, Qiu Qianwei played some world-class famous piano pieces, bringing the audience an auditory feast.

When the recital is more than halfway through, the world famous song performance project is completed, and it is ready to enter the music performance project of personal creation.

At the same time, Qiu Qianwei's ethereal voice came from the top speaker through the microphone and fell into everyone's ears:

"Recently, the piano god on the Internet must be known by many people present. In fact, I really want to play the music composed by that piano god, but I haven't contacted him personally, so naturally I can't buy that piece of music. Sorry for the copyright.

If anyone knows the contact information of the piano god, please remember to contact me. "

There was a hint of playfulness in Qiu Qianwei's words, but more of a sense of loss.

"Goddess, I am the piano god, look at me!" Under the stage, a male fan wearing a paper mask yelled loudly.

Qiu Qianwei was shocked all over, and immediately felt a burst of joy in her heart.

But soon she was disappointed again.

Because, after the male fan finished speaking, someone started booing immediately.

"He's not, I'm the real piano god!"

"You are all fake, I am the piano god!"

…

A male fan wearing a paper mask pulled his neck and yelled loudly, and the scene suddenly became a little funny.

Affected by the atmosphere, Qiu Qianwei couldn't help smiling, but the smile disappeared soon, and a cloud of sadness was cast between her brows.

These people are obviously fake, and they are not real piano gods at all.

The piano god's level is a level higher than his own, so how can he condescend to come to his concert?

What's more, the piano god may have seen his handwriting on the poster.

Maybe people look down on me, that's why I don't want to come here as a special guest.

Thinking of this, Qiu Qianwei felt a little lost, but the concert will continue.

She adjusted her mood and immediately played a piano piece she composed.

A few minutes later, a piece of piano music was over, the audience was still full of applause, and the faces of the audience were almost shocked.

Apparently, most of the audience were aroused by the piece of music they created.

But Qiu Qianwei didn't feel very excited, but felt ashamed.

Compared with the music composed by that male piano god, I am far behind.

At this time, some words came from the field controller in Qiu Qianwei's headset.

The general meaning is that the time is almost up, and it is time for the lucky audience.

The so-called lucky audience link is to randomly select an audience present to play a piano piece with Qiu Qianwei on the stage with four hands.

The staff brought a cardboard box over, and Qiu Qianwei put her hand into the cardboard box, which was only big enough for her arm, and grabbed a lot.

"No. 8 in row 1."

Qiu Qianwei opened the small note, looked at the handwriting on it, and read it out in public.

For the sake of fairness, the director also deliberately moved the camera to the note, so that the audience can see the handwriting on the note through the big screen.

"Isn't the first row here where we are? Take a look." Qin Yunhan was overjoyed, and hurriedly said to her companion.

There is a number on the back of the seat, so you can tell it at a glance.

"It seems to be me." Wang Haoran said.

"Wow, you're so lucky, right?!" Mu Zhaozhao's baby face was full of surprise.

"You're handsome, of course you're lucky." Qin Yunhan said with a smile.

"You're right, you're right." Xu Muyan and Qin Yunhan are in complete agreement on this point.

Wen Jing didn't make a sound, but she kept nodding her head in agreement like a chicken pecking rice.

Putting on the paper mask prepared earlier, Wang Haoran walked to the stage.

He doesn't want to be famous, and of course he won't show his face in public.

Although Wang Haoran was wearing a mask, the ticket was given to Wang Haoran by Qiu Qianwei.

No. 8 in row 1 was one of the five tickets he sent out.

The person in front of her was obviously not a girl, so Qiu Qianwei immediately recognized that it was Wang Haoran.

"You're lucky." Qiu Qianwei said in a low voice, avoiding the microphone.

lucky?

Wang Haoran smiled without saying a word.

Is it luck?

of course not!

This so-called lucky audience was specially purchased by him at a huge price in order to perform in front of Qiu Qianwei.

"I think so too. I'll try to buy a lottery ticket tomorrow." Wang Haoran responded to Qiu Qianwei with a low smile.

After a brief chat, Qiu Qianwei immediately began to enter the program process.

"This lucky friend, can you play the piano?" Qiu Qianwei finished speaking with the microphone, then moved the microphone slightly to Wang Haoran, signaling him to respond.

"It will be a few hundred million."

A little bit, it turned out to be a piano beginner.

Qiu Qianwei had a preliminary judgment on Wang Haoran's level, so she asked:

"Will Für Elise?"

"No." Wang Haoran shook his head.

"What about Memories of Childhood?"

"No."

"What about "Dream Wedding"?"

"No."

"Isn't there going to be "Piano of the Night Five"?"

"Still not."

Qiu Qianwei rubbed her temples, feeling a little dizzy.

These four piano pieces are all entry-level. If you have learned the piano, you should know at least one of them, not to mention the four pieces.

However, Wang Haoran can't do it all.

Qiu Qianwei could tell that Wang Haoran was not even a piano beginner, probably because he was trying to identify the state of the keys.

"Then you don't know how to write a capital, I understand." Qiu Qianwei said.

"No, I actually know some famous songs."

"Which one?" Qiu Qianwei was a little surprised. Apart from the four entry-level famous songs she mentioned just now, is there anything else?

""The Third Piano Concerto"" Wang Haoran is serious.

His piano level can be achieved overnight. When practicing, it is naturally impossible for him to learn those entry-level piano pieces, which are directly challenging.

He didn't learn "Fur Elise", "Dream Wedding" and other famous introductory songs, but he really learned "The Third Piano Concerto".

Qiu Qianwei stared blankly at Wang Haoran.

If she didn't know Wang Haoran, she would definitely think that this is a lucky audience who came to mess things up.

Is there any piano school in the world that does not teach entry-level piano pieces, but directly teaches the "Third Piano Concerto", which is at the top of the difficulty ranking list?

Is this simply impossible?

""The Third Piano Concerto" is too difficult, what else would you do?" Qiu Qianwei didn't want to hurt Wang Haoran, so she said in a tactful tone.

"How about "Flight of the Bumble Bee"?" Wang Haoran replied after thinking about it.

Qiu Qianwei secretly sighed.

"Flight of the Bumble Bee" is a piano test track for grade 9, and it is also very difficult.

But compared to the "Third Piano Concerto", it is still a little easier.