Global high martial arts: I can copy talent

Chen Yang doesn't care about the so-called etiquette, besides, this is Huaguo, so what's wrong with ordering food in the way of Huaguo even if you order in a western restaurant?
Song Qing quickly ordered a few special dishes, and Smith added two more. There was absolutely no embarrassment on his face forcibly joining the table.

"Miss Song, I don't know how you thought about the last time..."

Smith quickly chatted with Song Qing about some things that Chen Yang didn't understand.

Chen Yang didn't care either. To him, listening to the two talking was worse than eating.

Soon, Chen Yang was left out by Smith. Seeing that Chen Yang couldn't get in the way, he felt a little happy in his heart.

Smith came from a big family in the United States. Because Yangcheng and the United States have always had an intersection, Smith's family sent him to Yangcheng.

The Song family and Smith's companies have many cooperations, and they mainly research drugs and genes.

And there are secret human research experiments on the underground floors of the company, but outsiders don't know about these things.

Listening to Smith constantly bragging about how good the new drug developed by his company is, Chen Yang dismissed it.

When his spiritual liquid starts to be sold, Smith's company may be in crisis.

After all, the effect of ectoplasmic liquid is much better than that of ordinary drugs, and the means of aliens are not comparable to the technology on earth.

Halfway through eating, Smith suddenly put down his knife and fork.

"Miss Song, let me give you a piece of piano music."

"Oh? You can also play the piano."

Song Qing was a little surprised.

"Of course, this is a necessary skill for the heir of a big family."

Smith said proudly.

After speaking, Smith got up and came to the piano in the restaurant.

Seeing Smith go up to play, many people in the restaurant couldn't help putting down their cutlery and looking at Smith.

Smith is a relatively well-known figure in the entire restaurant. His piano skills are not the best, but they are almost unrivaled.

Seeing him playing it himself, everyone looked curiously at the seat in front of Smith, wondering which girl was so lucky to let Smith play it herself.

As the keys flew, crisp sounds rang out in the restaurant.

Chen Yang still didn't stop what he was doing. Although the piano sounds nice, it's just background music.

And it is impossible for him to put down the knife and fork in his hand for Smith, unless it is almost the same as Song Qing.

After a few minutes, the song ends.

Shiyou heard Lei's warm cheers, Smith smiled with satisfaction, and then turned to Song Qing's seat to perform aristocratic etiquette.

Seeing that Chen Yang was unmoved and still eating the delicious food with his head down, Smith couldn't help feeling angry.

Others are respectful to him, how can he be like Chen Yang, an idiot who doesn't have any musical ability.

"Miss Song, I specially gave you this piano piece. I wonder if you still like it?"

Smith asked.

"You play very well. I heard that you often play in this restaurant before. I didn't expect it to be true."

Although Song Qing didn't like Smith's previous behavior, he still agreed with his piano skills very much.

"Miss Song, I have something I have always buried in my heart. Today, I would like to take this opportunity to..."

"You've got a few syllables wrong."

Chen Yang interrupted Smith's confession.

"What did you say?!"

Smith looked a little embarrassed.

"If I hear you right, you've mispronounced a few syllables."

Chen Yang repeated.

"Can you play the piano?"

Smith asked.

"I do not know."

Chen Yang shook his head.

"Since you don't know the piano, why do you know I played it wrong?!"

Smith looked at Chen Yang with a cold expression.

"Just because I don't play the piano doesn't mean I can't listen, right?"

Chen Yang asked back.

"You can't play the piano, so how can you criticize me!"

Smith couldn't control his hands.

"I forgot to tell you, I am a practitioner and my ears are very sensitive."

Chen Yang raised his head and stared into Smith's eyes.

Smith's heart trembled, the other party just stared at him casually, and he felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"If Mr. Smith is really unconvinced, I can play a song for you."

Chen Yang put down the knife and fork, picked up a towel and wiped his lips.

"Didn't you say you couldn't!"

Smith said wickedly.

"Although I won't, it's okay to play one piece. I gave this piece to Ms. Song as well."

After Chen Yang finished speaking, he came to the piano.

"Hey, you're making a fool of yourself!"

Smith observed Chen Yang's fingers, and it really didn't look like he had practiced the piano. He could conclude that the other party just wanted to show himself in front of Song Qing.

What Smith didn't know was that although Chen Yang didn't know how to play the piano, he had a talent for deep learning.

In addition to his super memory, every part of his body is very coordinated.

Coupled with the knowledge of the piano in the previous life, it is no problem to want to play a perfect piece of music.

Sitting in front of the piano, Chen Yang echoed the wedding march that he had learned.

Although this piece is one of the simplest pieces on the piano, there is no doubt that in that world, this piece is also one of the world-famous piano pieces.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yang put his fingers on the piano keys.

The piano score in memory then appeared in his mind, and Chen Yang's hands began to move.

"Sure enough, I can't play it. I've never heard this song before..."

Smith scoffed inwardly, the intro was so slow, it was like a child playing wildly.

The other guests in the restaurant also showed puzzled expressions. They also listened to a lot of piano music, but they had never heard this prelude.

Chen Yang ignored everyone's expressions. As his fingers accelerated, everyone's eyes changed from doubt to surprise and then to shock.

"What song is this!"

Smith's eyes are no longer ridiculed. Although this piece of music is not difficult, it is obviously not any famous piece in the world.

But the strange thing is that this song goes straight to people's hearts. As Chen Yang's fingers kept rising and falling, the hearts of the audience also jumped up and down.

Two minutes later, Chen Yang snapped his fingers, and the piano sound changed accordingly.

Another canon was played with Chen Yang's fingertips, and everyone fell into doubts again.

Smith's face was ashen. He had never heard of these two piano pieces, but that didn't prevent everyone from liking them.

What Smith was afraid of was that these two pieces of music were created by Chen Yang himself. If so, anyone with a discerning eye would know that he lost, let alone Song Qing.

I wanted to show my unique skills in front of Song Qing and confess my love, but Chen Yang disrupted the plan.

While Smith was thinking wildly in his mind, the sound of the piano stopped at some point, but the audience felt that the sound of the piano was still hovering back and forth on the beams, as if it had not disappeared.

Seeing Chen Yang walking down, Smith finally woke up.

"Who wrote these two pieces of music?!"

Smith asked quickly.

"No comment."

Chen Yang didn't even look at Smith.

"Chen Yang, I never thought you could really play the piano!"

Song Qing grabbed Chen Yang's arm excitedly and said.

Seeing that Song Qing and Chen Yang were so close, Smith hated Chen Yang even more in his heart.

"Miss Song, I just remembered that I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Smith felt ashamed to stay in the restaurant any longer.

Chen Yang's last piano skill is obviously much better than his own, and anyone who knows a little bit of piano can hear it.

If Smith doesn't leave now, only inexplicable humiliation awaits him.

"Bad my good, you wait for me!"

Smith walked to the door of the restaurant and glanced at Song Qing unwillingly.