Marvel becomes a knight starting from Drive

Although he knew that the guy in front of him had evil intentions, for now, Tony still trusted him as if he were his uncle, so Mu En couldn't say much about it.

And even if I told Tony what I knew, would Tony believe him? What if he asked himself for evidence? It's impossible to tell him that he came back from time travel, right?

"Haha, what an interesting little guy. Not many people can be turned into geniuses by Tony. Let's find a place to sit down and chat."

The four of them found a seat in the front row and sat down.

Just then, on the stage, a beautiful woman with an refined temperament walked onto the stage, holding a small black bag in his hand.

"Oh, it's a beautiful young violinist. That's great. Tony, you actually invited her here."

Stan looked at the beautiful violinist in front of him with some surprise.

Stark smiled somewhat proudly.

"Hey, originally she didn't accept the performance of us businessmen, but I told her it was a charity performance, and then she came. Sure enough, a woman of her age has great love, and now I'm just like inviting She went to my room at night to discuss love."

Stan chuckled at that.

"Tony, you are a real guy. Let me go."

"Haha, let him go and let you come? Does the beauty next to you agree?"

But soon the two stopped joking, and the entire venue became quiet because of the appearance of the beautiful violinist. Obviously everyone knew the identity of this female artist, and everyone knew that it was very rare to have her play, so it became quiet. Enjoying it is the best thing to do.

When the beautiful artist saw that everyone was quiet, she bowed slightly and took out an orange-red violin from her bag.

The bow was placed on the strings, and as the white arm slowly pulled, the melodious sound of the piano slowly sounded.

A piece of Bach's masterpiece "Aria on the G String" echoed in the hall.

The music was melodious and the tunes were melodious. Everyone was mesmerized by the music. The youngest beautiful violinist really lived up to her reputation.

Mu En closed his eyes and listened quietly.

Soon, the song ended, and the entire venue burst into warm applause.

"That's great."

Stan couldn't help but sigh.

Mu En nodded in agreement.

"It is indeed very good, but I always feel like something is missing."

It didn't matter if he didn't speak. When Mu En opened his mouth, even Stark looked at Mu En with wide eyes.

At this time, many people in the hall were still immersed in the music just now, and the applause had stopped, so it was very quiet. Mu En's voice was not loud, but they were sitting in the front row, and their voices could be heard by the people on the stage.

There was a look of displeasure in the beauty's eyes, and it was really embarrassing to be told by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old guy that her piano sound lacked something.

"Really? Then tell me what is missing?"

Mu En, who was still reciting the violin music with his eyes closed, answered smoothly.

"Emotion, mood, or soul. Although this piece of music is good, it is as if it was played by a machine. It just repeats the notes on the piano score. If it just repeats the notes on the piano score, It is impossible to move to a higher realm.”

These words are actually Hongdu's evaluation of Mu En in the dream. Although he does not remember the things in the dream when he is awake, he will still remember some words subconsciously.

As soon as Mu En's words came out, Tony closed his eyes and sighed helplessly. You must know that the person in front of him is a famous artist, how dare Mu En.

Stan also shook his head while holding a cigar in his mouth. He was indeed the person Tony favored. His arrogant character was exactly the same as Tony's.

The beautiful artist seemed to be lost in thought, staring at the young man in front of her.

Mu En also noticed something was wrong. He opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. Only then did he realize what kind of mistake he had made.

"Fuck! What the hell have I done!"

Mu En felt that there were a hundred thousand grass-mud horses galloping in his heart. How could a guy who didn't know shit have the right to evaluate a great artist?

"Then come up here and show me what it means to play with the soul in mind."

The beautiful violinist said to Mu En with a hint of unwillingness.

Mu En waved his hands repeatedly.

"Forget it, that beauty, can you just think I'm farting?"

"No, apart from my master, you are the first person to say that about me. Of course, my master will show me the correct way every time he points out my mistakes, so you will do the same."

"But I can't!"

The pastor is numb, he doesn’t know how to play the violin! I have never touched this thing before, and even if I have, it is probably in a dream.

This time the atmosphere became awkward.

Everyone looked here. Now it’s interesting. The spokesperson of the Valentin Welfare Institute is getting into trouble with the beautiful violinist. Eating melons is human instinct, and who doesn’t like to watch the excitement, especially when On this occasion, Mu En represents not only Valentine, but also Stark.

At this awkward moment, a mark silently appeared in Mu En's palm.

A voice sounded in Mu En's heart.

"Promise her."

Then by some strange mistake, Mu En stood up.

Seeing Mu En stand up, the beautiful woman handed her violin to Mu En without hesitation.

Mu En took the violin and gently stroked the body.

"It's well maintained. You must take good care of it."

"It goes without saying that the violin is my life."

Mu En smiled slightly and returned the violin to her.

"I can't play with other people's lives at will. Mr. Stark, can you get me a violin?"

Stark nodded and greeted Happy.

Soon Happy returned from waiting outside the venue with a burgundy violin.

"Here, this is the treasure of Arthur Piano Store. I asked Happy to lend it out under the name of Stark Industries. Are you sure you want to perform?"

Stark looked at Mu En in confusion. He didn't understand what Mu En was thinking.

Mu En took the burgundy violin.

"I want to try."

Under the spotlight, Mu En stepped onto the stage, and the spotlight shone on him.

Mu En took a deep breath and put the violin on his shoulders. The moment the bow touched the strings. Mu En's entire temperament has changed. He is elegant, confident, and has an innate domineering attitude of a superior. It is as if he was born to stand on this stage.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded, and everyone was stunned.

The beautiful violinist also looked at Mu En on the stage with a look of disbelief. Did he look like he didn't know how to do it? Sure enough, men are all liars.

Chapter 68, The Count Returns

On the stage, Mu En narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind floated with the strings, and his soul swayed with the bow.

The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the venue, and the sound was like a person telling people his story and pouring out his emotions to people.

At the end of the song, Mu En slowly put down his violin and bowed.

However, the audience in the audience did not react. They seemed to be still immersed in the story of the sound of the piano and did not wake up.

It wasn't until the first round of applause that people woke up.

What followed was overwhelming applause. Everyone was shocked by Mu En's performance. Is this really a piece that a young man can play?

Fifteen seconds, a full fifteen seconds, they didn't react until fifteen seconds after the song ended.

The talented violinist rushed onto the stage and hugged Mu En directly.

"Thank you, thank you for letting me understand what is missing in my piano sound. It turns out that this is the soul hidden in the piano sound. The music given the soul is my own thing, otherwise it will only be a reference to the music score after all. Mechanical retelling.”

Mu En broke away from her arms in a panic.

"Well, I'm sorry, there are still people watching in the audience."

She also reacted, a blush appearing on her face.

"Well, my name is Helena. What is your name?"

"Mr. En."

Helena looked at the boy in front of her and her heartbeat accelerated.

"I heard your confession hidden in the sound of the piano. If possible, I want to hear more things, more in-depth..."

Speaking of Helena's words, Mu En also blushed immediately.

"No, sister, I'm only sixteen this year, and I just celebrated my birthday before summer vacation."

Helena was also stunned, and then fled the stage with a blushing face.

Returning to the audience, Stark came up to him and gave Mu En a big hug.

"Hey my good friend, you are really great. I didn't know you could play the violin. When did you learn it?"

Mu En shrugged.

"I don't know, maybe it was in a dream."

He said and handed the violin in his hand to Stark.

"This piano is good."

Stark didn't answer, but spread his hands.

"Do you like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"But isn't this the treasure of Arthur Piano Store?"

Stark grinned.

"Now that music store has been renamed Stark."

Mu En twitched the corner of his mouth, this damn capitalism, the evil rich people.

"I didn't say that, man, do you know what you just rejected?"

Stark hugged Mu En's neck.

"You just rejected a beautiful artist's suggestion to talk about life."

Mu En couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Haha, do you think I am you and want to talk about life when you see a beautiful woman?"

"Don't say that, man, haven't you ever had the idea of ​​chatting about life with a beautiful woman?"

Mu En glanced at the violin in his hand. The burgundy paint surface reflected the light in the hall and gave off a gem-like texture.

"Maybe, but she is definitely not the person I want to chat with about life."

The farce is over, and this charity party has finally come to a perfect conclusion. However, in addition to tonight's party, tomorrow's newspaper headlines may also feature a violin genius who came out of the orphanage.

"Are you going home? Do you need me to ask Happy to take you there?"

Outside the venue, Stark rarely had sex directly with a beautiful woman, but stayed with Mu En.

Mu En was carrying the violin and shook his head.

"No, I'll go back by myself."

Stark shrugged and threw a key to Mu En.

"Okay, but keep the car key. I can't let you walk back. Otherwise, you will steal all my headlines tomorrow."

Mu En took the key.

"Thanks, but what about you?"

Stark grinned and clapped his hands.

A convertible sports car full of beautiful women drove over.

"Of course we're going to the next party, how about it? Do you want to come?"

Mu En almost turned to stone.

"Come on, grandma said she won't let me play with a bad man like you."