Chapter 395 How is it possible?

However, she just curled her lips slightly and spoke slowly.

"I don't even have the title of an eighth-level pianist, so how can I be considered a formidable opponent? I'm trying to do everything in front of experts. Isn't this a joke for nothing?"

Zhao Yiyi raised her eyebrows and said with a smile:
"Miss Su Ran is so humble. At the charity event, your song was worth [-] million, even more than Xinyan, a professional pianist. How can you be considered a master of the art?"

Su Ran raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yiyi lightly.

"Two hundred million yuan for a song can be used to determine that the piano skills are excellent, what? Don't you allow others to have too much money and no place to spend it?"

"Cough cough cough..."

"puff……"

Suddenly there was a coughing sound, and then the whole hall burst into laughter.

Indeed, maybe people just have too much money and no place to spend it?

Everyone was amused by Su Ran's words, and Fu Qiyuan also curled his lips secretly, unable to hide his strong aura.

Too much money and nowhere to spend it?

Well, whatever she says is what she says!
He was leaning on the chair, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were slightly lowered, everything was as usual.

Zhao Yiyi's face darkened. Seeing the smile on Su Ran's face, she really wanted to go up and tear that bitch's face apart.

Make her laugh, let her show off her power in front of her!
"Why are you so evasive? Don't we all know whether it's good or bad after playing a piece? Does Miss Su Ran not want to bring glory to the country? Or does she look down on Mr. Will?"

Will stood up and nodded politely.

"Please give me some advice, madam."

Su Ran took a deep breath, his face full of helplessness.

Things have come to this. If she shirks it again, wouldn't it just verify Zhao Yiyi's words?

She stood up slowly and glanced around the venue.

"I don't take it seriously. I just didn't expect that a little guy like me, who is not even a pianist, would actually be involved in the topic of bringing glory to the country. There are so many musicians here, so please forgive me if I don't play well."

After Su Ran finished speaking, everyone thought about something.

They are all human beings, how could they not see that Zhao Yiyi was deliberately targeting Su Ran.

What brings glory to the country?
I'm afraid I want to see her make a fool of herself!

Su Xinyan and Zhao Yiyi looked at each other and sneered secretly.

This idiot!

Even if she was asked to go up there, she really didn't have any self-awareness at all.

They were just waiting to see how she would make a fool of herself.

Su Ran slowly stood up, his tall and slender body taller in an instant. He was wearing a casual suit, which was in great contrast to Su Xinyan just now.

Her height is not low, and with her pair of high heels, she is already considered top-notch among women.

The facial features are exquisite, and the bright light shines on the face, giving off a faint halo. The powerful aura around him is hard to ignore. His eyes light up and he is quite stunning.

Everyone's eyes were focused on her, without any flinch or timidity, she was still so calm and indifferent.

The posture is casual and wanton.

Fu Qiyuan held his forehead with one hand, and his eyes followed her figure, flickering, affectionate but domineering.

Su Ran bent over and sat on the stool, her back straight. Everyone felt a little more expectant because of the aura she exuded.

I also look forward to seeing what kind of sound she can make the piano in front of me make.

However, in the corner where no one was paying attention, in the shadow of the light, there was a tall body hidden in it. A pair of shrewd and sharp eyes stared at Su Ran on the stage, shocked and terrified.

how can that be?

Su Ran slightly raised her lips in the direction of Fu Qiyuan, and her eyes suddenly became confident and serious.

Putting both hands on the keys, they pressed them together, neatly but feeling scattered.

Not smooth, out of tune, not even coherent.

"Now I believe what Su Ran said. She really can't play the piano." "Not only can't play, she can't even distinguish the notes."

"I can play this doggy style note better than she does."

Su Xinyan's beautiful eyes flashed with disdain, her sarcasm undisguised.

She thought that Su Ran's piano skills were on par with hers, but...

Ah!
Really overestimated her!

Su Ran's slender and white hands kept moving, and the music also changed in vain.

It's still not smooth and coherent, but the strong auditory impact makes people's hearts tremble inexplicably.

The notes burst directly into their minds, familiar yet unfamiliar. They wanted to grasp something, but could not grasp anything.

On the stage, my shoulders were shaking slightly, and I didn't know whether to focus on that figure or give all my hearing to these notes of different lengths.

One song is over!
The audience was dead silent, and the needles could be heard falling!

The knowledgeable ones were dumbfounded, and the ignorant ones were confused.

Everyone was silent for a while!
How to comment on this?

a long time.

Zhao Yiyi sneered and sighed with some disappointment.

"Miss Su Ran's piano skills are really disappointing. Not only me, but all the Chinese people here have high expectations for you. I didn't expect... Since you don't know anything, you shouldn't show off in the first place."

Su Xinyan was proud in her heart, but she looked very worried for Su Ran on her face.

"Sister, she...maybe she's just out of shape today. Her piano skills are really good."

"She is like this, and Su Xinyan still admits that she is better than herself. Isn't this too modest?"

"Does she know what a piano key is? With all due respect, it doesn't sound good at all."

"How did she have the nerve to go on stage when she couldn't even play a coherent note?"

However, at this time.

Will stood up from his seat with excitement on his face and looked at Su Ran in disbelief.

"I dare to ask Miss Su, is the technique you used just now the preface to the poem of wind?"

Su Ran looked at him and nodded lightly, "Yes."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, unable to understand what the two of them were talking about.

"What is the preface to the poem of wind?" someone asked in a low voice.

Will glanced back at him and opened his mouth to explain.

"The Poetry of the Wind is a piece of music with the same melody before and after playing. Later, Mr. Zhou Yousheng, a famous Chinese piano master, invented the preface technique of the Poetry of the Wind. If you listen carefully, you will know that the song Miss Su just played A piece of music, starting from the first note, is played backwards and forwards.”

As soon as Will said this, all the expressions on Zhao Yiyi and Su Xinyan's faces instantly froze.

Others were even more stunned!
what?
Play backwards and forward?

Wucao, where did this perversion come from?
"impossible!"

Zhao Yiyi's expression changed and her voice was sharp and harsh.

She had never heard of the poem "The Preface to the Wind", and she didn't even know how to do it. How could that loser Su Ran know it?

Will's face darkened slightly and he glanced at Zhao Yiyi coldly.

"This lady, Miss Su not only used the preface technique of the poem of the wind, but the song she just played was also "City in the Sky"."

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[I saw that there are some cute little ones who have been voting for the author today. I used my mobile phone to code [-] words in the hospital. I really appreciate everyone’s support and understanding. Thank you everyone! 】

(End of this chapter)

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