C228 Tremble country bumpkin

The familiar music started playing again …

At the beginning, Lu Shan only used one hand to play, and only played the main melody of "Happy Birthday".

Pang Yibo curled his lips, wanting to retort, but just as he was about to belittle Lu Shan's zither skills, he saw Lu Shan's left hand suddenly drop down, and in that instant... The melody was so wonderful that it gave people goosebumps. It mingled together with the main melody of the birthday song, making the simple melody seem like a dream.

The words that he was about to spit out were forcefully choked back in an instant …

What kind of shooting technique was this? This... Can this birthday song even be added to this kind of chord? He had never heard of this version! This... It was really nice to listen to … No, no, no... This brat had only taken advantage of an unexpected situation. Who knew where he had learned this version of the playing technique? If … If I had learned it, I would definitely be able to play better than him!

With that in mind, Pang Yibo clenched his teeth and did not do anything. Instead, he went closer, using the dim light in the hall to look at Lu Shan's hands, he wanted to see how Lu Shan played the technique.

But that didn't matter … The right hand that Lu Shan used to play the main melody seemed to be normal, but his left hand... At this moment, it was as if he had turned into the Thousand Hand Monastery. His whole hand was rapidly moving across the keyboard, creating countless illusions that were impossible to see clearly!

Pang Yibo was startled, then closed his eyes, wanting to hear Lu Shan's melody from the zither music …

As someone who had learned to listen to music in elementary school, and was once praised as a genius, listening to music was a basic skill. Even if it was a song he had never heard before, as long as he seriously listened to it twice, he would probably be able to take down the score.

However, as he listened attentively, he felt more and more incredulous …

If one did not listen carefully, one would feel that the chord being played by Lu Shan was just a very soothing tempo. But if one were to really listen carefully, one would realize that in this seemingly soothing melody, there were at least twenty to thirty musical notes that were being played every second. So many musical notes were being played at the same time within a second, and also … Sometimes there are three or four notes that sound almost at the same time...

Regardless of whether or not he could extract the score from the melody, just thinking about the density of the 20-30 notes being played in a second was enough to cause one to despair!

That means... Even if Lu Shan were to present the already prepared music score in front of him right now, without a long period of practice, it was impossible for him to play even a small segment of this melody!

Just as Pang Yibo's face was filled with despair, the staff had already lit up the candles on the cake one by one. Immediately after, Chen Jiarou looked at the beautiful cake in front of him, and closed her eyes.

Lu Shan continued to play the piano as he sang loudly, "Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday … Happy Birthday to Chen Jiarou... I wish you a happy day! "

When Lu Shan started to sing, most of the thirty odd people were infected and started to sing along with him. However … After Lu Shan finished singing once, he did not continue to repeat the lyrics. Instead, he used his right hand to swipe across the keyboard, and then... The melody of the zither suddenly changed. It no longer had the classic "Happy Birthday" melody. Instead, it had become a brand-new melody.

However, this turn of events was so natural that no one felt there was anything wrong with the main melody. This was because everyone had unknowingly become immersed in the dream-like, poetic state of the melody. It was as if they didn't know where they were …

This wondrous performance did not last for very long, and under Lu Shan's two dancing hands, this new tune that was less than half a minute in length gradually reached the peak. And at the last moment, not only did Lu Shan use the ten fingers of his two hands, he also fiercely smashed the keys with his two elbows.

It was as if Chen Jiarou had the same thoughts as well. The moment Lu Shan finished his shocking tune, a strong gust of air blew out, extinguishing all the candles at the top of the cake.

The entire audience fell into silence and darkness, and then … After about half a minute, as if awakened from a dream, the staff turned on the big lights in the banquet hall, causing it to once again be brightly lit. Only then did everyone wake up, and the entire banquet hall immediately began to boil …

Everyone could not help but cheer out loud, as if they had just bought a lottery ticket worth 5 million RMB! Or perhaps it was the team he had always liked that finally became the World Cup champion, making them so excited that they didn't know how to express their emotions, except for cheering and cheering …

In the entire banquet hall, only Pang Yibo stood there in a daze, as if he had turned into a statue!

If it was said that Lu Shan was able to play the former lucky segment of Happy Birthday, if he could get the score and after a round of hard practice, he might even have the chance to play it again … Then, the second half of Lu Shan's performance, would have left him in complete despair! Even if he had a readily available score, even if a pianist with Master Level taught him, he probably wouldn't be able to play it!

This brat … How is this possible? How could he be so powerful!

Pang Yibo was completely shaken by Lu Shan. He had thought that in terms of playing the piano, he was the most useless existence in this group of people, hence he hurriedly ran over to chase Lu Shan off the zither stool and pretended to do something. But f * ck … In the end, he failed to put on an act and became an idiot!

The current him … Wasn't he just like a fool? The others were all crazily cheering and cheering, but only he was standing dumbly at the side, trembling in fear. It was as if he was a wife who had just been raped …

No, how can I say that to this country bumpkin?

Pang Yibo gritted his teeth in hatred and touched the thing inside his pocket, immediately becoming more confident.

I can't beat you on the piano, but so what? I'm not relying on this to eat anyway, it's just a hobby. So what if I lose to you? What this young master is really left with is money... You, a country bumpkin, will never be able to catch up to me! So... Wait till you tremble... "What country bumpkin!