Chapter 4550: Sorry, Miss Nian doesn't lose skills
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
Haitong was scrutinized by her serious eyes, and got up slowly, a little uneasy, and said subconsciously: "Aunt Ye, my friend uses the piano, so I..."
"...I don't think it's fair."
She didn't notice Ye Lan's extremely disappointed expression for what she blurted out, and she wanted to lead the mistake to Qiao Nian.
At this time, Vienna also stood up, and took her words in a dignified manner: "This lady is right."
"I admit that Cai's performance just now is exquisite, but everyone is a different instrument, how can we tell the winner?"
Qiao couldn't get used to him: "Really? Then who said that Western music is better than classical instruments on stage before, and the music played with your things will be better."
As a master of music, Vienna was almost blushed by her, choked, and deliberately pretended not to understand: "It's better to use the same musical instrument."
Elena said softly in the back row: "Idiot."
Sure enough, the girl asked indifferently: "You mean that if I use the piano and violin, you will be convinced, right?"
Vienna is now riding a tiger, and nodded with difficulty: "Yes."
Qiao Nian didn't let him down, there was no timidity in those pitch-black eyes, she turned sideways, put her hands in her pockets, and turned her head: "I'll convince you to lose!"
The piano that Elena used before has not been moved down, standing quietly on the stage.
Everyone saw Qiao Nian walking over, lifted the piano cover, did not sit down, but stood on the side to test the pitch, the slender fingers slid across the black and white keys like jumping elves, and a string of brisk tones came out obliquely , using one of the most difficult fingerings recognized internationally.
The slutty girl leaned lazily next to the piano, using only one hand to play the most difficult part of Liszt's "12 Etudes".
Immediately after she changed the speed with one hand, Michael Finnisi's "English Country-Tunes" resounded through the theater.
Just when Vienna was so shocked that it could not be added, the girl easily changed her style again in a state of extreme relaxation.
Rachmaninoff's "Third Piano Concerto", which is recognized as the most difficult in the world, jumped and excited when Qiao Nian played it with one hand.
She showed no less than ten difficult fingerings in a short period of time, and she still used one hand, one hand, and didn't even sit down.
The girl's relaxed feeling of control is like she is just trying out the pitch of the piano, and no one thinks that she has already started.
Qiao Nian slowly withdrew her hand and looked at Haitong and Vienna under the light of a beam of lights on the stage and under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes.
Those eyes were extremely indifferent, as if looking at two clowns: "Are you convinced?"
Haitong's face was burning hot, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time, and felt the gaze from all directions.
She wished she could find a crack in the ground and get in, but at the same time she felt resentful.
How can this woman be so unforgiving?
Vienna was still happy that someone helped him bear the pressure. Just as he wanted to hide himself beautifully, he saw the girl turn around and face him.
"What about you?"
"Are you satisfied?"
"..."
Vienna instantly understood Haitong's feeling of being pinned in place.
He also felt the gazes from all directions. Compared with the lively gazes on Haitong, everyone looked at him full of sarcasm.
At any rate, Vienna held a solo concert in the Golden Concert Hall. As a world-renowned music master, it was the first time that he was exposed in public.
"...I don't think it's fair."
She didn't notice Ye Lan's extremely disappointed expression for what she blurted out, and she wanted to lead the mistake to Qiao Nian.
At this time, Vienna also stood up, and took her words in a dignified manner: "This lady is right."
"I admit that Cai's performance just now is exquisite, but everyone is a different instrument, how can we tell the winner?"
Qiao couldn't get used to him: "Really? Then who said that Western music is better than classical instruments on stage before, and the music played with your things will be better."
As a master of music, Vienna was almost blushed by her, choked, and deliberately pretended not to understand: "It's better to use the same musical instrument."
Elena said softly in the back row: "Idiot."
Sure enough, the girl asked indifferently: "You mean that if I use the piano and violin, you will be convinced, right?"
Vienna is now riding a tiger, and nodded with difficulty: "Yes."
Qiao Nian didn't let him down, there was no timidity in those pitch-black eyes, she turned sideways, put her hands in her pockets, and turned her head: "I'll convince you to lose!"
The piano that Elena used before has not been moved down, standing quietly on the stage.
Everyone saw Qiao Nian walking over, lifted the piano cover, did not sit down, but stood on the side to test the pitch, the slender fingers slid across the black and white keys like jumping elves, and a string of brisk tones came out obliquely , using one of the most difficult fingerings recognized internationally.
The slutty girl leaned lazily next to the piano, using only one hand to play the most difficult part of Liszt's "12 Etudes".
Immediately after she changed the speed with one hand, Michael Finnisi's "English Country-Tunes" resounded through the theater.
Just when Vienna was so shocked that it could not be added, the girl easily changed her style again in a state of extreme relaxation.
Rachmaninoff's "Third Piano Concerto", which is recognized as the most difficult in the world, jumped and excited when Qiao Nian played it with one hand.
She showed no less than ten difficult fingerings in a short period of time, and she still used one hand, one hand, and didn't even sit down.
The girl's relaxed feeling of control is like she is just trying out the pitch of the piano, and no one thinks that she has already started.
Qiao Nian slowly withdrew her hand and looked at Haitong and Vienna under the light of a beam of lights on the stage and under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes.
Those eyes were extremely indifferent, as if looking at two clowns: "Are you convinced?"
Haitong's face was burning hot, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time, and felt the gaze from all directions.
She wished she could find a crack in the ground and get in, but at the same time she felt resentful.
How can this woman be so unforgiving?
Vienna was still happy that someone helped him bear the pressure. Just as he wanted to hide himself beautifully, he saw the girl turn around and face him.
"What about you?"
"Are you satisfied?"
"..."
Vienna instantly understood Haitong's feeling of being pinned in place.
He also felt the gazes from all directions. Compared with the lively gazes on Haitong, everyone looked at him full of sarcasm.
At any rate, Vienna held a solo concert in the Golden Concert Hall. As a world-renowned music master, it was the first time that he was exposed in public.
