Peach Fortune Ring

The host announced.

When the body was wrong, Zhou Yiqi once again reminded Song Yan not to release the water.

Song Yan nodded.

Sitting down in front of the piano, Song Yan's smile faded away, and his expression became serious. Moreover, he deliberately moved his joints so that his hands landed on the black and white keys.

Seeing Song Yan's preparations, Han Sha was startled. Could it be that he was going to play "Dead Fantasia"? After returning from the piano room, she looked up some knowledge about piano performance, and only then did she know what song Yan was playing. How outrageous is the first "Undead Fantasia".

Under the influence of Song Yan, not only the judges, but even the audience were mobilized, holding their breath and waiting for his start.

Finally, Song Yan raised his hands slightly, and then lowered them...

There is no buffer, no foreshadowing, it just comes, like a galloping horse, and even more like a thunderstorm, the momentum of the strong wind mixed with the rainstorm rushes towards the face, and gets into everyone's ears fiercely under the diffusion of the auditorium's sound.

It makes people feel suffocated, makes people feel uncomfortable, and even has such a brief dizziness.

"Sure enough! It really is "Undead Fantasia"!"

Hearing this unpleasant but powerful piano piece again, Han Sha felt extremely excited inside.

As for the ten judges, they were all stunned, to be precise, they were shocked.

They all counted silently.

Nine tones!

Ten tones!

Twelve tones!

"God, he actually played fourteen notes! How is this possible? How could he have such fast fingers!" Hearing fourteen notes, a female judge finally couldn't help but exclaimed, her gaze fell on the stage On Song Yan's finger.

At this moment, Song Yan's fingers have turned into phantoms, as if four hands are playing together, and at the same time, he is secretly proud: This is my student.

"Fuck! Fifteen tones!"

One of the judges jumped up and even sweared. He was so surprised, he stared dumbfounded at the slightly thin figure on the stage. At this moment, he had an illusion that this young man was an emperor who ruled the world. His sound is unrivaled and his playing is unsurpassed.

"Sixteen tones!"

Suddenly, a judge who was listening attentively shouted excitedly.

"Where is his limit?"

On the stage, Zhou Qi, who bears the brunt of it, was directly frightened by Song Yan's performance, especially when he heard the sixteen notes in unison, he knew that the gap between him and Song Yan was even bigger than he imagined, maybe it can be described as a gap most apt.

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Chapter 59 Nangong Jun Wakes Up

Seventeen tones!

Eighteen tones!

Nineteen tones!

In the end, Song Yan played twenty tones, which far exceeded the difficulty of the original version of "Dead Fantasia".

Backstage, Song Xue's small mouth was opened wide, and her eyes were full of shock and disbelief. Song Yan was too strong, so strong that she couldn't even think of provocation.

"Isn't the piece that Song Yan played too ugly?" Yang Yanli who was on the side said disdainfully.

"Mom, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! I dare say, apart from Song Yan, there is no one in the world who can play the music he plays!" Song Xue shouted at Yang Yanli angrily.

"Really so powerful?" Yang Yanli asked in disbelief.

Song Xue didn't bother to explain anymore, her eyes fell on the big screen, and she locked on Song Yan's figure and those hands that turned into phantoms. She was in a very complicated mood. Song Yan at this moment made her feel like she was looking up at a mountain.

In the past, she thought that Song Yan was an unmotivated parasite, so she looked down on him, and even disdained to be with him. Therefore, under her deliberate concealment, few people in the school knew about her relationship with Song Yan.

But now, he has become so good.

Thinking of this, the little things between him and Song Yan flashed in her mind. She always greeted Song Yan with a cold face, but Song Yan never blamed her. She remembered that in the winter of the third year of junior high, her parents had something to do. Went to the countryside, only she and Song Yan were at home.

As a result, she had a high fever in the middle of the night, and it was raining heavily outside. It was Song Yan who carried her to the hospital under an umbrella. In order to prevent her from getting wet, most of the umbrella covered her head. His clothes and trousers were all soaked.

Later, Song Yan stayed with her overnight in the hospital. As a result, she recovered from her illness, but Song Yan fell ill.

Still in the third year of junior high, she was molested by two gangsters, and Song Yan happened to meet her. His body was bruised and purple, but the other party, Song Yan, didn't care at all. Instead, he patted his chest and said, with him around, no one can bully him.

Later, Song Yan proposed to go to the martial arts gym to learn boxing, but his mother disagreed, because going to the martial arts gym required paying money. In the end, his father made the decision and agreed to Song Yan to learn martial arts.

In this regard, my mother did not complain to her in private that Song Yan was ignorant, did not study hard, and went to learn some boxing.

Now that I think about it, Song Yan went to learn boxing to better protect him.

Thinking of this, Song Xue's eyes were a little moist, and she said in her heart: "Brother, I'm sorry."

On the stage.

After playing a piece of "Dead Fantasia", Song Yan felt that his ten fingers trembled a little. Even if he used his inner strength, it was very difficult to play twenty notes consecutively.

After the song... no applause!

About five seconds passed.

"Clap clap clap!"

Sparse applause started to ride, but immediately, the applause became one piece, like a tide, endless!

The applause lasted for a minute before it stopped, but one of the judges couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Song Yan would like to ask, how did you train your hand speed to play the twenty keys at the same time?"

Song Yan took the microphone handed over by the host, and said shyly, "Maybe it's because my fingers are naturally more flexible."

"You are too humble. I'm sure that even a world-class pianist can't play the piece you just played. You are simply a piano magician!" The judge continued.

"The judges have praised you." Song Yan responded modestly.

The voice of another judge sounded at the right time: "Mr. Li's description of Song Yan is really apt, I wonder if you have noticed that when Song Yan was playing just now, there seemed to be four hands above the keys. If these are not magic hands, what are they? "

The director who conducted the scene immediately ordered the technician to play the part where the phantom appeared when Song Yan was playing.

The violent sound of the piano sounded again, and the part where Song Yan played the 20th note began to play on the big screen. The camera focused on describing his hands. Sure enough, four hands appeared in the camera. Just a phantom.

Listening to the judges' comments, the audience felt more and more unconscious.

There was no suspense in this group of PK matches, but the host still asked for Zhou Qi's opinion.