Chapter 169 A song of floating life is like a dream, in the world of dreams (kneel for subscription)

Ignoring everyone’s discussion, Mo Yuyan was extremely focused.

Perhaps this is the reason why she is so successful on the piano, taking everything very seriously.

She moved her fingers together, and the whole person seemed to merge with the piano, and the melodious melody reverberated throughout the hall.

With the rush of her finger movements, this melody also ushered in a climax, and finally came to an end.

The scene was silent, there was no sound, and they fell into the music world constructed by Mo Yuyan.

Mo Yuyan stopped and glanced at Feng Hao, which seemed to mean: Are you satisfied now?

Bang bang bang

With a smile on the corner of Feng Wu’s mouth, he clapped his hands first to break the quiet atmosphere.

Immediately afterwards, the audience clapped and looked at the beautiful figure with admiration.

“Well, I am worthy of being a tenth-level piano master. I can play “6, 2 and 7″ very well!”

“I admire it. I think I am also in and out of celebrities and places, and I have seen some so-called masters play.

“But compared to President Mo’s song, I suddenly felt that what I had listened to before was nothing like that.

“Who said no? The tenth level of our Qingzhou is equivalent to the eleventh level of other places, right!”

The crowd talked a lot, and cast their adoring eyes on Mo Yuyan, some of them were still recalling the artistic conception of the song just now.

In the crowd, Lin Fan’s eyes flickered.

“Such a good woman should belong to me, but

He clenched his fists, but thought of something, he looked at the two people who were looking at each other, and his eyes flashed with angry flames.

“Ugh ”

In the end, the anger turned into a helpless sigh. My family members are not taking care of it. What else is there to talk about a woman who pursues admiration?

“I heard that Feng Shao is not very knowledgeable in music. How about we ask Feng Shao to compare with President Mo?”

At this moment, a word sounded, interrupting everyone’s discussion.

Brush up

One after another, he looked in the direction where the sound was coming from, and he saw a corporate executive not far from Feng Wu.

They have weird eyes.

“Shao Feng competes with Mo Yuyan on the piano?”

“Are you kidding? Mo Yuyan is a piano tenth grade, enough to be eleventh grade elsewhere!”

“If Feng Shao wins, it’s okay, if you lose, and let Feng Shao lose face, aren’t you looking for death?

Perceiving the weird gaze around him, the corporate executive was also a little guilty.

To say such a sentence somehow made him very ambitious.

Fortunately, at this moment, a few people echoed it out, which made his heart rest a lot.

“If that’s the case, then I’ll give it a try.”

“I only know a little about the piano, but I just have to compare it with the president.”

“My piano art, naturally I dare not call it compared with President Mo!”

Feng Hao stepped forward and smiled slightly. Although he is self-effacing, he is advancing with retreat.

How high you can lift Mo Yuyan, how miserable it will be if you fall down at that time!

Lin Fan in the crowd always felt something was wrong when he saw this scene.

But he didn’t know where the specific problem was. He just watched it silently and waited for the following.

“Um?”

Mo Yuyan, who was about to leave, stopped and turned to look at Feng Hao, who was walking towards the piano.

Her eyes flickered. Although she was humble, she was extremely confident in her outstanding field.

Whether in business or piano

She is usually low-key and doesn’t compete with others, because she thinks that few people can compare with her.

Since learning what Feng Wu is doing recently, she has paid more and more attention to Feng Wu.

She also made a special investigation on Feng Wu, when she learned that the Jiuzhongtian Waitian was Feng Wu’s property.

For the company that Feng Wu is in the preparatory stage, I have become more concerned and have some expectations.

This is the only one among her peers who can compete with her.

Therefore, playing the piano for Feng Wu is still her outstanding field, which made her interested.

Mo Yuyan stopped to see what Feng Wu would do.

However, Feng Wu came to sit down in front of the piano, with a curved corner of his mouth, and stroked the piano keys with his hands.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yuyan was stunned, but seeing his actions, she knew that it was not that she had a little understanding of the piano.

Such a temperament, without the skills of a master level, it is impossible to have.

“Boom!”

With Feng Wu’s finger pressed, a note seemed to be shot in and out of the piano, striking in people’s hearts

At this moment, the audience is silent, and the needle drop can be heard!

Everyone was stunned, shocked by this musical talisman.

Then there was a melodious melody sounded, listening to the sound of the piano, people were driven by the melodious rhythm.

Thoughts drifted away and came to another world.

When the rhythm is smooth and smooth, people’s faces also show a soothing and serene look.

When the rhythm is rushing, people also frown closely, as if they are going through some ordeal.

It can be said that Feng Wu controlled the emotions of this group of people.

If he is willing, he can make these people die invisible without using internal force.

As long as he speeds up the rhythm, these people will speed up with the rhythm and heartbeat, and finally die suddenly.

When music reaches a certain level, it can kill people, it’s not like talking about it.

Music is the most beautiful language of mankind, and it is also the most invisible killer.

But Feng Wu didn’t do that, it was not good for him, and he didn’t do anything meaningless!

call

After one song was played, Feng Wu stroked his hands and stopped.

He raised his head and glanced, everyone was plunged into their own illusion, experiencing their own stories at this moment.

Some people laughed happily, some yelled, some burst into tears, and some smiled silly.

Joy, anger, sorrow and joy, the world is full of attitudes!

This song is called “Floating Life Ruo Meng”!



Life is like a dream, coming to this world without any traces of body, what will be the 0.3 after death?

When you were alive, you were fighting for me, but you couldn’t end up in the wilderness, and the loess was buried with bones…

brush!

Lin Fan was the first to wake up from the illusion and looked at Feng Wu again, already sweating profusely.

“It’s terrible, one piano sound can bring people into the illusion.”

“If he wants to kill himself, I’m afraid he has died for an unknown number of times at this time, right?”

Originally, his willpower would not be so unbearable, but he was brought back to his childhood by the illusion, when the family reunited warmly.

He didn’t want to wake up, he didn’t want to break this rare warmth.

In this way, in a short time, he spent his whole life in the illusion.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and glanced around.

Discovering everyone’s current situation, I can’t help but feel palpitations again. .

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