super hate ring

Chapter 209 Wedding 4
Everyone in the audience held their breath.

Boom!With a muffled sound, the sound of the wind disappeared, and the world returned to peace.

The ending sound after the silence is like the ending song of a moving TV series, it is the fog rising from the sky, and it is the teardrops shed by the grass.

Jiang Fan calmly played with five fingers on the stage, and everyone slowly closed their eyes to listen to the music that seemed to belong to them.

The sound of the zither disappears in the distant distance, the bright moon slowly recedes, and the breeze blows away the white clouds to reveal the blue sky.

The audience was silent, followed by thunderous applause. The bodyguards behind Chen Zhou and Gu Feixue all applauded. The two men who came back to their senses glared at them, and reluctantly put their hands down.

Lin Airu and Dai Feifei froze in their seats. A few seconds later, Dai Waner screamed, "Brother Cao, you are awesome, I love you."

"Wow~~"

Everyone stared at Dai Wan'er, Dai Wan'er blushed, and explained hesitantly: "Mine is pure fans' love for idols, hehe."

"Mother Xipi, why don't you go to participate in the International Piano Competition, it will definitely win No.1." Dai Feifan said with lingering surprise.

Only then did Lin Airu realize that she knew very little about Jiang Fan, and that she was not serious at ordinary times, but he didn't want to show it off, and didn't want to fit into the lifestyle of the aristocratic circle. If he was willing to do it, he could do it best.

Gu Feixue recovered from the shock, and watched several wealthy daughters rushing up to the stage desperately, wanting to present Jiang Fan with a small gift, hugged, furious, panting and said to Chen Zhou: "I just found out about your piano today. Yi is so ugly that he is not even as good as a country boy, no matter what, you have to compare him today, otherwise this marriage will not be concluded."

Gu Feixue sat aside angrily. Chen Zhou slowly clenched his fists and made a "click". He was even angrier than Gu Feixue. He couldn't accept that Lin Airu's boyfriend was better than him, no matter what Gu Feixue said or not. Saying this, he wants to suppress Jiang Fan's arrogance today.

"I don't know where this kid learned the piano. He is so tall. I don't believe that you, a country boy, can be better at it."

Chen Zhou walked onto the stage, smiled and said to the audience: "Thank you Cao Cao for presenting us a wonderful piece of piano art, a child from the countryside, it is really good to have such a piano art.

The artistic conception of the sound of the piano is fascinating. I believe that everyone here has a beautiful picture scroll in their hearts, so I will show my ugliness and offer you a quick picture to represent my own artistic conception. sorry. "

"Chen Shao once studied painting with Xanafan, a master of Xingyi School in Europe, and was praised by Master Xia Nafan as the most talented young painter, whose level is comparable to that of professional painters. It is a great honor for us to appreciate Chen Shao's excellent works today." A young master Said, the others echoed and applauded.

Chen Zhou nodded slightly, and asked someone to take out the sketchpad. After setting it up, he began to choose several simple and refined brushes to paint on the sketchpad.

A few minutes later, a picture of plum blossoms, bees and butterflies, a small building, a bright moon, and a stream gradually took shape. A handsome man was lying on the balcony of the small bamboo building, watching quietly under the moonlight. The plum tree, the plum tree is in full bloom.

There are two rows of inscriptions on the side.

Butterflies come to worry, flowers come to worry. In the past, I drank plum wine drunk and was ashamed of the sitting Iraqis.

The wind is on the first floor, and the rain is on the first floor. It's still like the bright moon hanging in golden autumn, looking at the red flowers alone.

Calligraphy in regular script has a kind of wildness, and the outlined corners bring out the loneliness of the writer. Whether it is painting or calligraphy, it is amazing.

The picture scroll was uploaded by the young lady below, and they were full of praise. Many people picked it up to take pictures. When the picture scroll was fed back and enlarged on the clear screen with electronic equipment, the beautiful effect made people daydream even more.

"It's really good. How did he draw it? Is Ma Liang possessed?" Dai Wan'er looked at the scroll and said in amazement.

"Ma Liang, is it the one from the Three Kingdoms?" Dai Feifei asked.

"So he is from the Three Kingdoms, I didn't even know it." Dai Wan'er realized something.

Jiang Fan also thinks that this painting is very good, it is indeed very beautiful, and Chen Zhou's talent is really not for boasting.At this moment, Jiang Fan suddenly felt that if Chen Zhou was not so soft, he would indeed be able to fascinate thousands of girls. He is rich, rich, handsome, and versatile. He is simply the perfect lover in the hearts of many girls.

Only then did Jiang Fan realize that Lin Airu was in a daze looking at the painting on the screen, just now when Lin Airu was listening to Chen Zhou's piano, Lin Airu was also in a daze, that expression didn't seem to be intoxicated, but a complex feeling that Jiang Fan couldn't explain clearly, Jiang Fan faintly felt that something was wrong.

"The butterflies come to worry, the flowers come to worry, in the past when I was drunk with plum wine, I was ashamed of the sitting Iraqis.

The wind is on the first floor, and the rain is on the first floor. It's still like the bright moon hanging in golden autumn, looking at the red flowers alone. "

Lin Airu looked at the two rows of inscriptions, and she knew what Chen Zhou wanted to express. The teenage Chen Zhou was indeed the most outstanding figure among the rich and powerful. His painting, piano sound, calligraphy, etc. all attracted many girls.

Lin Airu doesn't remember whether she is the same as other girls, and she is also fascinated by these superficial glitz, maybe it is, maybe it is not.

But no matter whether it is true or not, Lin Airu feels nothing at the moment, it is normal for a young girl to be obsessed with these things, she doesn't need to blame herself, and she doesn't need to regret it.

Looking at these two rows of inscriptions, Lin Airu thought about her current feelings, and the current feelings are the most important. Can she still find the feeling of being a girl in the past? It's a feeling that your heart beats faster.

However, I can't find it anymore, and the years are merciless and without traces. Did Chen Zhou change after he was born in society, and did he also change?
Seeing the applause from all the halls, Gu Feixue smiled slightly, and said to Lin Airu: "Airu, Chen Zhou made a fool of himself, you should have seen his paintings before, compared to now, wasn't the original one very bad?"

Gu Feixue smiled, this sentence was obviously referring to Sang and Huai, the past paintings, the past time, and the woman Chen Zhou once liked are all rotten.

Gu Feixue changed the subject and said with a smile to Lin Airu: "Actually, Chen Zhou lived in a big city since he was a child. Painting this kind of landscape painting is not his specialty. Your boyfriend who loves you has lived in the countryside since he was a child. If he can paint, he should be able to The painting is more entry-level.

I just don't know how Jiang Fan's painting skills are. If it's okay, anyway, there is still more than an hour before the official wedding, so why not show it to pass some time. "

"Feixue, is this interesting to you? I know..." Lin Airu got angry at Gu Feixue's pressing, and said slightly angrily, but she was interrupted by Jiang Fan before she finished speaking.

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Since you can't even schedule a show, and you want me to draw to pass the time of your wedding, why should I refuse? It's better to obey than to be respectful."

"ginger……"

Before Lin Airu had time to pull Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan had already left his seat, and walked to the stage under everyone's astonished eyes. Dai Wan'er stared and said, "Isn't it? Brother Cao can still draw?"

"Put away your nympho expression, her girlfriend is still here." Dai Feifei scolded Dai Wan'er, and at the same time smiled charmingly at Lin Airu: "Miss Lin, do you think so?"

Lin Airu smiled awkwardly, and Dai Wan'er rolled her eyes at Dai Feifei: "You are better than me."

"Hello everyone." Jiang Fan greeted everyone: "Thank you Chen Zhou for presenting us with a beautiful painting, a child who learned painting from European masters, it is really good to be able to draw such Chinese-style paintings.

The artistic conception of the painting is fascinating. I believe that everyone here must have more than enough, so I will show my ugliness and offer you a quick drawing to represent the artistic conception in my heart. If it does not match what you think, I hope you will forgive me. "

Jiang Fan copied what Chen Zhou said at the beginning, and Chen Zhou snorted angrily. He couldn't believe that Jiang Fan was already so good at piano and painting, unless he was as idle as himself learning this and that since he was a child. And learn from the master.

But as far as I know, Jiang Fan is a nerd. He has only textbooks since he was a child, so he has so much time to learn other things, let alone learn from masters.

If such a person can surpass him, then he and those masters, including Xia Nafan, would dare to jump off the building.

Everyone else also looked at Jiang Fan. With the piano performance just now, these people have expectations for Jiang Fan. If he can draw a picture, he doesn't have to be better than Chen Zhou. As long as his level is not very bad, he is already It can make people look at each other with admiration.

Jiang Fan wanted a pen and paper, which was exactly the same as what Chen Zhou chose. Everyone could see that Jiang Fan was clearly going to challenge Chen Zhou. Many people's eyes were attracted, and Dai Feifan took out his binoculars to look at it.

Dai Wan'er twisted Dai Feifan's waist, "Take out your portable binoculars in broad daylight, are you afraid that other girls won't know that you are a pervert?"

"Draw a small bamboo building, damn it, it's the same as what Chen Zhou drew just now." Dai Feifan shouted while looking through the binoculars.

"Draw a brook, rely on me, it's the same as what Chen Zhou drew just now."

"Draw a plum tree, damn it, it's the same as what Chen Zhou just drew."

"Brother, can you sit down, everyone can see it on the screen." Dai Wan'er felt extremely ashamed.

"You know what, the screen will be delayed."

"Delay?"

"Experts say that the projection screen switching delay is 0.04 seconds...Damn it, I drew a moon, which is exactly the same as Chen Zhou's."

Following Dai Feifan's broadcast, Gu Feixue and Chen Zhou became serious. Looking at the picture scroll unfolded on the screen, Jiang Fan's paintings were no worse than Chen Zhou's.

While other people don't know much about painting, Chen Zhou does. He has a faint feeling that something is wrong. Jiang Fan's paintings are indeed the same as his. No matter the shape or color of the scenery, they are the same, but they always feel different. This kind of subtle The difference is hard to see if you don't understand the painting.

And this kind of subtle difference, with more and more scenes on the scroll, became less and less subtle, so obvious that many people looked at the scroll carefully, trying to find out the indescribable difference.

(End of this chapter)