Fast Transmigration: Black Raiders

Because his son was on the show, Qu’s father was in good spirits. Every night, he would squat in front of the TV, turn the volume up to the maximum, and then ask his neighbor Kobayashi every few minutes if Rishi was on it?How are you doing?Did you play the piano?Why didn't you hear the voice?

Xiaolin, as a fan of brains, sees that Li Tang always has his own beauty filter. Even though the current online rumors are not very good, he still firmly believes that sooner or later he will reverse.So when watching the show: Dress up like dirt?It doesn't matter, no amount of dirt can hide Rishi's good looks.Talk rush?What, straightforward and unaffected, not a flirtatious slut at all.Less shots?Fast forward, fast forward, except for Rishi's shots, everything else is meaningless. Why doesn't the editor understand the psychology of the audience at all?People who scolded him online?I'm so blind that I can't see how hardworking, good-looking, smart and outstanding their family is...

The two big men strangely reached a high degree of spiritual consensus in a pleasant and harmonious atmosphere, and almost became friends with each other.

On the day the filming ended, Li Tang packed his bags and was about to take the bus home, but before he got to the door, the program team came over and said that the company sent a special car to take each contestant home or back to the hotel.Li Tang is now so poor that he can't even hear the jingle, and when he heard that he didn't need money, he happily followed a black-clothed driver into the car. The director eagerly told them to be careful on the road, and stood there watching the car leave.

The driver in black was very professional. He wore a white shirt, a black suit jacket, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes on his feet. He looked very taciturn.

Li Tang has always been too lazy to talk nonsense with people, and he doesn't say a word if he doesn't like it, and he is willing to speak up when he likes it, such as criticizing that boy playing the piano mercilessly in front of everyone today.Frankly speaking, Li pianist who feels too good about himself didn't consider the possibility of hurting other people's self-esteem at all. Father Qu was so straightforward with him-the problem was that he didn't know it was because of his single-minded brain. The loop forced Qu's father to adopt the simplest and rudest way.Li Tang changed the repertoire out of the sincerity of helping. His idea is to guide himself → the boy is taught → practice diligently → perfect counterattack → beat those people. Isn’t the most powerful way to beat the opponent is to be stronger than the opponent? ?

When the car drove into the urban area, there was a traffic jam. Li Tang was thinking about the piano player at home and his father. When he saw the long queue on the road, his mood immediately became irritable.Artists and writers seem to be a group with a high incidence of mental illness. In certain eras, being neurotic is almost their label.Li Tang has a manic tendency. When he gets sick, he thinks that he is the best in the world. The specific manifestation is that he especially wants to find someone to chat with. He keeps praising himself as a god in his words. He smashed his head, grinning and bang bang bang smashed a hole in the sofa at home with an iron head, and the only thing that could save him at this time was the piano.Because the family was poor, Father Qu was afraid that things would be smashed and he would have to buy new ones, so he threw him into the piano room when he lost his temper.

If there is anything in this world that Li Tang is not willing to hurt, it is the piano.

Li Tang gnawed on his nails and shook his legs so that the car was about to shake, but the car was still stuck here and did not move.His eyes flicked around, just in time to see a perfume promotional video being played on the LED light screen on the side of the street, and the soundtrack was an extremely eerie cello and violin ensemble.

The background of the video is a ruined battlefield, where the breath of death and gunpowder smoke are everywhere, and a small and weak purple rosemary broke through the ground next to a blood-stained battle helmet.Suddenly a breeze blew by, and a butterfly flapped its wings and landed on the iris.

The low tones of the cello and the ethereal tones of the violin describe the vitality blooming in death, the sound of wind, the sound of wings, the sound of breaking ground, and the sound of hope, all rolled in the music, and then opened the last scene of the picture, the exquisite purple perfume The bottle and the falling rosemary seem to have a moving floral fragrance.

Li Tang opened the car window and stared at the light screen. The sound of music drifted over the noisy city and reached his ears.His eyes lit up little by little, his nails stopped biting, his legs stopped shaking, and his muscles were so tense that he almost jumped out of the car.

The driver couldn't help laughing when he saw his eyes wide open, his head stuck out of the window, listening to the song with his ears open, and when he heard the song again, he couldn't help but wondered: "This song seems to be written by the second master."

Li Tang immediately turned his head away, ignoring his forehead hitting the car door, he twisted his head twice and turned his head away from the window, impatiently asking: "Who is the second master?"

"Yan Chonghua, you should have heard his name before." The driver replied.He is actually one of Yan Chongguang's personal bodyguards, who was temporarily sent to take Li Tang home.For the first time, the third master cared about an outsider. He was so curious that he secretly looked at the boy in the car all the way.

Of course Li Tang has heard of Yan Chonghua's name. The famous violin prince won the gold medal in the International Violin League. The show was sold out, and ten years later, he was awarded the Lifetime Achievement Award by the International Music Federation, becoming the idol of countless young musicians and the dream lover of young girls.It is said that when he got married that year, the entire city sold out of paper towels overnight-used to wipe the tears and nose of the broken-hearted.

Seeing that his eyes were shining, the driver couldn't help revealing a few more words: "I heard that a heavyweight musician will be invited to be a judge for the next competition, and you will see him soon."

Li Tang couldn't control his excitement. He liked this song so much that his heart was shaking, just like the feeling he felt when he heard the pianist playing the piano that night.

As soon as Li Tang got home, he ran into the piano room, threw himself on the piano and kissed the cover of the piano, and Xiao Jiu hummed coldly.He climbed down on hands and feet, opened the lid of the piano and closed his eyes, and his fingers flew over the keys. It was a piano adaptation of the violin duet just now.

When he opened his eyes again, Papa Qu and his neighbor Xiao Lin were standing by the door. The two men were crying with tears and snot in their noses.

"This song is so nice." Xiao Lin said while blowing his nose.

"Desperate without losing hope, use the softest thing to fight the cruelest thing. Rishi, you have already grasped the essence of my music, and you can become a teacher." Father Qu expressed emotion.

Li Tang was silent for a while, and said honestly: "Dad, I didn't write this piece. I just adapted the violin into a piano piece." And he has already been a teacher.You can't say the latter sentence, otherwise his father should be anxious with him.

"Who wrote that?" Father Qu was disappointed.

"Yan Chonghua." Li Tang replied, "We can see him in the next game."

Qu's father's disappointment dissipated immediately, and he said excitedly: "Then you have to behave well, it's best to make him look at you with admiration, accept you as a disciple, and then ask for an autograph for Dad..."

"Why didn't I know you liked him?" Li Tang muttered.

"Fool, sell it for money! It's enough to buy you a new piano." Father Qu had a whole business book to teach his son, but Li Tang wasn't interested, so he turned around and went about his own business.

As an ancient big family that has been passed down for thousands of years, the Yan family has always maintained a mystery to the public. Each generation is full of talents. There have been empresses, prime ministers, and wealthy businessmen. This force directly promoted the country to become the world's first civilized country in the new era. Later, it also produced politicians, bankers, scientists... For nearly a thousand years of national history, the Yan family has occupied a place in all dynasties.

However, the strange thing is that the Yan family has made achievements in all walks of life, such as politics, finance, scientific research, etc., but the art field is a mess.This family seems to be dominated by innate physiology and lacks artistic cells.In order to make up for the vacancy in this area, the Yan family has vigorously cultivated and sponsored various artists, so as to leave a small trace in the history of art. As a result, people who study art today can always see the shadow of the Yan family in art history, like a ghost. It's looming, but I can't grasp its trace.It is precisely because of this that the Yan family gradually appears and disappears in people's pens, paintings, and music, gradually deified, and makes people yearn and wonder.

Yan Chonghua is the first Yan family to appear in front of the public as an artist, and the particularity of the art field determines that he will no longer hide behind the scenes like his predecessors in the past.

It's just that people in the world only know Yan Chonghua's violin, but they don't know that his younger brother's musical attainments are not inferior to him.

Yan Chonghua went downstairs while wearing a tie, saw the third brother watching TV in the hall, and walked over strangely. "Shigemitsu, what are you watching?" His younger brother is a workaholic, how can you usually see him watching TV?What's more, I just woke up, why don't I have a good rest and watch TV in a hurry?

"Second brother." Yan Chongguang turned around and called him, then turned back to look at the screen again.

What is shown on the TV is the unedited original film, all of which are videos taken by the cameraman following Li Tangshi. Most of the time, it is meaningless waking up, eating, walking, entering the piano room, coming out, eating, entering the piano room , come out, sleep, the next day.But these details of life that make people drowsy just looking at them, Yan Chongguang watched them with gusto.

Yan Chonghua took a few glances, and if he realized something, he said, "This kid participated in the league?"

Yan Chongguang was in a more relaxed mood than usual, and nodded his head lightly, his hands on the edge of the sofa seemed to be playing a happy rhythm, tapping slowly.

"No wonder you invited me to participate in the review. Why, do you want me to give him water?" Yan Chonghua teased, sitting on the sofa, "That's not okay, you know your second brother, the last thing I see is someone going through the back door."

"Of course not." Yan Chongguang said slowly, "What does Second Brother think of him?"

Yan Chonghua glanced twice, but didn't see anything special.It just so happened that the video was played on the seventh day of the competition, and Yan Chonghua couldn't help but laugh when Li Tang uttered wild words with a serious face.

But being interesting is only limited to being interesting. He has met too many interesting people. Although most people are deliberately interesting to make themselves look interesting, this kid is interesting because he is serious. Although it is interesting, it does not excite him too much. interest.

He was still thinking about how to answer so as not to disappoint the third brother too much. The young man had already sat in front of the piano, and his temperament suddenly changed. The light of the world.

Immediately afterwards, the young man manipulated the keys smoothly with his fingers, and the melodious music rushed to his face, like a gust of wind in an instant, sweeping up the petals and crashing on people, with a careless banter in the compactness, like the death of a wild bee Threats, looking at people terrified and joyful, deliberately sometimes fly away, sometimes fly close.

Yan Chonghua slowly sat upright, the initial surprise passed, and he was immediately immersed in the music, just like the prince who was chased by the wild bees in Pushkin's works, running for his life, throwing off the wild bees for a while and laughing, and being caught up again for a while. Panicked, my heart was saw-sawed by extreme joy and extreme fear, and I was laughing and crying, almost crazy.

When the music ended, Yan Chonghua thought about it for a long time, opened his eyes excitedly like a 150-pound child, jumped up and said, "It's great, I must find a chance to play with him." Then he remembered the existence of the third brother and said, "Chongguang, I remember that the final of the competition is to find someone to cooperate with. Do you want me to help him? Okay, okay, I agree..."

"No." Yan Chongguang interrupted him lightly.

Yan Chonghua was stunned, puzzled and asked: "What does that mean?"

"Does Second Brother think he is cute?" Yan Chongguang broke through a gloomy line, with a smile on his lips.

"Of course it's cute!" Yan Chonghua was full of ideas and wanted to make a song for that child.

"That's good." Yan Chongguang nodded in satisfaction, turned his head and ignored him.

The second brother Yan was confused, sure that the third brother had no intention of answering him, and couldn't help but ask: "Chongguang, you didn't ask me to cooperate with him, what did you ask me for?"

Yan Chongguang stopped tapping his fingers on the sofa, turned his head to show off the childish ghost who treasured his treasures, and said, "Let you see how cute he is."

Second brother Yan: "..." My brother is possessed by a ghost, how can I solve it?

He was silent, silent, suddenly flustered by the tone, and asked in a flash of inspiration: "Wait, Chongguang, what does he have to do with you whether he is cute or not?"

Yan Chongguang frowned, extremely disliking the phrase "what does it have to do with you".How could he have nothing to do with his Tangtang?Their relationship is carried in their lives, from birth to death, every meal, every breath, every sneeze must be related.I don't know if they themselves feel that they have a relationship, it's better for the whole world to know that they have a relationship, or if it's an inseparable relationship.

Yan Chongguang thought about it and replied, "I want to marry him."

"..." Second Brother Yan's mouth twitched, "It's not that I don't agree, but how long have you known each other? Flash marriages and everything else didn't end well, and besides, he's still young."

Yan Chongguang frowned: "He doesn't know me yet."

Second Brother Yan: "..." This day used up all his speechlessness in his entire life.

The author has something to say: Yan Chongguang: If you have a relationship, you have to go to it, if you don’t have a relationship, you have to go to it.