Don't say I'm invincible

Chapter 11

"I knew... what?"

Jiang Lin was taken aback, thinking she had heard wrong.

What gift can he give?
funny...

She shook her head in disdain, and was about to sneer, but saw him walking directly towards Song Youying.

"What does he want to do?" Chen Yue frowned.

Chen Yufei spread his hands, "I don't know either."

Chen Yue said dissatisfied: "Nonsense, go and bring him back, what kind of jokes are going to be made, and we will lose face!"

Chen Yufei smiled and said: "It's okay, Brother Yao is very reliable, he knows what to do."

"Please play it again, I came late and didn't hear the complete piece, sorry." Ling Yao looked serious.

The audience fell silent, even Song Youying was stunned.

Faced with such an abrupt request, her first reaction was not to get angry, but to stare straight at Ling Yao who suddenly appeared, with a slight blush on her pretty face, and murmured in a strange way: "You are so charming!" little brother..."

"Is this what you said you knew?" Chen Yue's face sank like water.

"Eh..." Chen Yufei wiped off his cold sweat.

A middle-aged woman with black-rimmed glasses came out, and looked at Ling Yao with a frown, "Don't tell me you're late, and you still say such rude words, who brought you here?"

"It's me, Sister Shan." Chen Yue raised her hand, "I'm sorry, I'll let him out right now."

Jiang Lin chuckled, "You really take yourself seriously. Who is Song Youying, why did you play it again for you? It's all right now. You've lost your face by being blasted out in public, right?"

Unexpectedly, Song Youying gave a playful smile, which was particularly touching, "It's okay, he said sorry, it won't take much time to play it again, everyone will listen to it again."

Sister Shan is her manager, she nodded upon hearing this, "It's up to you."

"You Ying is really understanding." Someone praised.

"It's just cheaper for that kid..."

Song Youying sat down again and played again.

Ling Yao moved a chair, sat on it, leaned his chest against the back of the chair, crossed his arms, rested his chin, and listened and watched quietly.

After 5 minutes, Song Youying stood up, nodded and smiled, which was met with applause.

"This piece is adapted from "Bagatelle in A Minor", right?" Ling Yao laughed.

Song Youying nodded, "I like it very much, it's beautiful and romantic."

Jiang Lin was puzzled: "Why does it sound like "For Alice" to me?"

Chen Yue said indifferently: "Fur Elise was originally called Bagatelle in A Minor, and it was Beethoven's work in 1810."

Jiang Lin's cheeks turned red and hot, revealing her ignorance and feeling embarrassed.

"This work is written in the form of a rondo with an ABACA structure. It was composed for a girl when Beethoven was in a very happy mood." Ling Yao continued, "Your adaptation obviously took these into consideration. The girl's delicacy and softness are integrated into it, giving the song a special charm."

Song Youying's eyes lit up, and she smiled happily: "You are the first person to see my intentions."

Everyone was surprised.

Chen Yue also looked at Ling Yao with admiration.

Jiang Lin felt very uncomfortable, and wanted to see him make a fool of herself, so she said, "Didn't you say you wanted to give Miss Song a present? Where is it?"

"What are you going to give me?" Song Youying blinked her beautiful eyes, a little expectant.

Sister Shan seemed to see something, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

Although the possibility is unlikely, she absolutely does not want her artists to have scandals with unknown people, not to mention ruining their reputations, and lowering their net worth.

Ling Yao said: "Although your adaptation is good, it is not perfect. I will help you perfect it."

Song Youying opened her mouth.

"Big words!" Sister Shan sneered, "Do you know how Xiaoying made her debut, and still want to perfect the piano music she arranged?"

Some of the guests laughed too, mockingly.

"Youying was known as a piano prodigy when she was young!"

"This friend is a bit overconfident, but it's understandable. He wants to show off in front of the goddess."

"I'm afraid that if the limelight doesn't come out, I'll lose my face..."

Some people believed in Ling Yao.

"There are people outside, I don't think this little brother would make such a joke."

"Just let him try, it doesn't matter."

"Sister Shan, don't be angry, haha..."

"Youying, continue with the rest of the activities. Give me face and pretend he didn't say anything." Chen Yue walked over and smiled softly: "As for the gift, I'll give it to you later."

She was not helping Ling Yao out of the siege, but she was afraid that he would make a fool of himself and lose face. Now everyone knows that he was brought in by herself.

"Sister Yue, I believe..." Song Youying suddenly remembered that she still didn't know the other party's name.

"Ling Yao." Ling Yao said.

"My sister should be a few years older than you, so I'll call you Xiaoyao." Song Youying smiled and gave up her seat, "Come on."

The host of the banquet agreed, and the others didn't have much to say.

Ling Yao sat over, his posture couldn't pick out the slightest flaw, he looked like an expert.

"He has learned piano?" Chen Yue asked.

Chen Yufei said: "I was a classmate with him in elementary school, but I haven't seen him take any piano classes."

Chen Yue was a little surprised, "That is to say..."

Chen Yufei nodded, "He is self-taught."

Jiang Lin curled her lips, "How powerful is self-study..."

The sound of the piano sounded, this is the sound test.

The audition is over and the playing begins.

Ling Yao moved his fingers, and the phalanges made a series of crisp sounds.

The ten fingers danced on the keys, deftly and flexibly, and even more chic, with a strong sense of rhythm, clear and without confusion.

This alone dispels all contempt.

The sound of the zither rippling through the audience like a spring, and the flowing music poured down from Ling Yao's fingers.

"It sounds so good!"

A layman watching the excitement would only find the music to be melodious and intoxicating, no worse than Song Youying.

Experts in the doorway, there are many professionals present, and they can immediately see the huge gap between Song Youying and Ling Yao.

The latter's handling of details has almost reached the extreme, and the connection of each syllable is so mellow and natural.

And don't forget, this is the result of he only listened to it once!

The one who touched me the most was Song Youying.

She arranged the piece, and no one knows it better than she does.

Rather than saying that Ling Yao was hitting the keys, it would be better to say that he was stroking the notes, perfecting her arrangement, pouring his soul into this piece of music, and making it come alive completely.

Looking at Ling Yao, Song Youying's eyes were a little obsessed, his expression was focused, his side face had a sculptural and stern beauty, his eyebrows were like swords, and he was full of heroism.

In the back, Ling Yao got into the mood even more, heartily and freely, looking so noble, elegant and out of dust.

It's like a generation of piano masters spanning 200 years and communicating with another master on a spiritual level.

It's unbelievable, and I can't help but feel ashamed.

"Let Youying play it again, is that for this..." Sister Shan's complexion was complicated, and she couldn't hide her surprise.

At the end of the song, Ling Yao got up, and there was thunderous applause.

(End of this chapter)