City: I became a rich second-generation villain

During this period of time, he spent most of his time practicing piano at home because of the recital, and he had no contact with Xu Muyan and others.

Except for Yang Jingwan, the others didn't know that they were the "piano god".

Of course, Wang Haoran didn't want to explain it.

It won't be long before they find out anyway.

The five people were chatting, and they quickly walked into the gymnasium, and found the corresponding position on the ticket.

Qiu Qianwei was very considerate, and the five tickets she gave were all in front of her, and she still sat consecutively.

Wang Haoran glanced at the seat, and sat down directly in a seat numbered 8.

The position of No. 8 is exactly in the middle of the fifth seat.

Therefore, the jealous kings Xu Muyan and Qin Yunhan didn't quarrel, and quickly sat next to Wang Haoran, one on the left and the other on the right.

At present, Mu Zhaozhao is only very friendly to Wang Haoran, and has no feelings of admiration. Of course, she will not compete to sit beside Wang Haoran.

Wen Jing was too short-tempered, and didn't want to cause trouble for Wang Haoran, so she sat quietly on the seat next to Wang Haoran.

"Several beauties, what a coincidence, you all came to see my Seventh Sister's concert." Lin Chen got out of nowhere, and said to Xu Muyan and others with joy.

Wang Haoran was not surprised when he saw Lin Chen appearing suddenly.

Not counting Qiu Qianwei who did not appear, there are already three heroines here.

With so many heroines present, is it possible that no protagonist will follow?

"Kid, it's you."

Xu Muyan and Mu Zhaozhao greeted Lin Chen politely, and then there was no further text.

Qin Yunhan and Wen Jing didn't speak at all.

Lin Chen's enthusiasm remained undiminished, "Several beauties and sisters, the magic show last time was purely accidental, this time we will..."

"Little kid, you don't want to continue the bet from last time, do you? Your sister didn't accept the loss." Xu Muyan interrupted him.

"It's not this." Lin Chen shook his head and said, "At the recital later, my seventh sister and I will have a finale performance of four-handed piano music. I hope you will give me more applause."

"You can still play the piano!"

Xu Muyan, Mu Zhaozhao, Qin Yunhan and Wen Jing couldn't help but looked at Lin Chen curiously.

"Of course, and the level is no worse than my seventh sister." Lin Chen chuckled.

Xu Muyan, Mu Zhaozhao, Qin Yunhan and Wen Jing naturally didn't believe it, so they laughed it off.

Seeing this, Lin Chen smiled even wider on his small face.

He begged Qiu Qianwei for this four-hand play program.

Even Qiu Qianwei thought that Lin Chen was just learning.

And what Lin Chen wanted to create was this effect.

You think I am bronze, but in fact I am king.

When it's time to actually perform on stage, it will definitely catch everyone's attention and pretend to be Bobby.

On the side, Wang Haoran couldn't help laughing teasingly when he saw Lin Chen's complacent expression.

This is a concert, the audience is nearly [-], and there are four heroines.

If this ratio is pretended by Lin Chen, is it still worth it?

Chapter 185 Lucky Audience

As time passed, the audience who came to watch the concert arrived one after another.

Looking around, there were almost no empty seats.

This concert was actually only a small-scale publicity, and the publicity time was very short, but nearly [-] tickets were still sold.

One can imagine Qiu Qianwei's influence.

At 07:30 in the evening, the concert officially started.

Dressed up Qiu Qianwei appeared on the stage, and just a simple appearance received a tsunami of applause.

Qiu Qianwei first expressed her sincere greetings to everyone, and then she walked to the piano on the stage and sat down gracefully.

A soothing "Moonlight Sonata" opened the concert, opening up the warm atmosphere of the concert.

Subsequently, Qiu Qianwei played some world-class famous piano pieces, bringing the audience an auditory feast.

When the recital is more than halfway through, the world famous song performance project is completed, and it is ready to enter the music performance project of personal creation.

At the same time, Qiu Qianwei's ethereal voice came from the top speaker through the microphone and fell into everyone's ears:

"Recently, the piano god on the Internet must be known by many people present. In fact, I really want to play the music composed by that piano god, but I haven't contacted him personally, so naturally I can't buy that piece of music. Sorry for the copyright.

If anyone knows the contact information of the piano god, please remember to contact me. "

There was a hint of playfulness in Qiu Qianwei's words, but more of a sense of loss.

"Goddess, I am the piano god, look at me!" Under the stage, a male fan wearing a paper mask yelled loudly.

Qiu Qianwei was shocked all over, and immediately felt a burst of joy in her heart.

But soon she was disappointed again.

Because, after the male fan finished speaking, someone started booing immediately.

"He's not, I'm the real piano god!"

"You are all fake, I am the piano god!"

......

A male fan wearing a paper mask pulled his neck and yelled loudly, and the scene suddenly became a little funny.

Affected by the atmosphere, Qiu Qianwei couldn't help smiling, but the smile disappeared soon, and a cloud of sadness was cast between her brows.

These people are obviously fake, and they are not real piano gods at all.

The piano god's level is a level higher than his own, so how can he condescend to come to his concert?