Opening the Eyes Two

"Yo! After hearing what you said, you really have a chance."

"Let me go down, I go in, at worst I can leave people behind."

Han Feng walked to Chen Hui and Xiatian and put Zhao Xuan down.

When Xia Tian saw the two of them fighting intimately, he looked at Chen Hui next to him. He was so shit, resentment and jealousy that he couldn't express!

After the four of them entered.

Xia Tian walked to the side and went into the backstage to wait for the performance on stage.

The concert hall was filled with people, and at the front were senior judges with high status.

There are three empty seats just from the fourth row behind.

It was just a kind old man wearing a white cloth shirt and glasses sitting in the middle, separating the innermost space.

Chen Huihan said to the old man with a face, "Sit inside."

The gentle old man helped his eyes, smiled and nodded in response.

He slowly stood up and moved inside.

Chen Hui said impatiently: "Can you hurry up! My boyfriend is on stage, it's really ink!"

The gentle old man seemed to have not heard it, and he accelerated his movements a little, but he was still very slow.

Han Feng held him and sat down slowly.

"The old man has waist disease?"

The old man nodded with a smile and said, "Oh! Old problem."

Zhao Xuan sat down next to Han Feng and apologized to the old man: "Sorry, Uncle, she took gunpowder today, please forgive me."

The old man nodded and said, "I am old and my legs are not smooth. Please forgive me."

At this time, there was warm applause in the concert hall.

Chen Hui excitedly pointed at Xia Tian who appeared on the stage and said, "My boyfriend is finally out!"

"So handsome!"

Zhao Xuan curled her lips, a gentle scum, even regarded it as a treasure.

When the people around him heard Chen Huiqing's noise, they couldn't help but cast disgusting eyes.

The concert hall is quiet.

The piano sounds, like the flowing water of the mountain stream, smooth and pleasant, giving people a spiritual enjoyment and beauty.

The old man next to Han Feng nodded and said, "He is a good seedling, but unfortunately there are two shortcomings."

Han Feng responded: "The beginning of the game is a little sluggish because of the tension. After entering the state, he is a little proud and excited. He seems to be satisfied with his performance, and he is a little excited at the tail and begins to be impetuous."

The old man looked at Han Feng in surprise and said, "Young brother, you really know your humble opinion!"

Zhao Xuan grinned: "Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense, let's come in and listen casually."

The old man shook his head and said, "No. If it weren't for the top master, you could hear some shortcomings, but you wouldn't be able to point out the fundamental reason deeply."

"It can be seen that my little brother has great achievements."

Han Feng smiled and said, "Don't take it seriously, I used to be a random person."

The old man asked in surprise: "What are you doing now, little brother?"

Zhao Xuan answered, "Security Guard."

After saying that, he grinned.

The old man was even more surprised.

"Ah! This, my little brother has outstanding talent in this area, why didn't he study further? What a pity, it's such a pity!"

"How did you hear the problem with the little brother? Can you explain it?"

Han Feng said: "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, listening, asking and touching. There are reasons behind everything. It is not difficult to find the rules in it, and it is all based on the way of nature."

"Pulse and rhythm are actually the same. It is naturally not difficult to speculate the performer's mood through the frequency of piano sound."

The old man sighed: "Then you must be proficient in music first and proficient in medicine first. How high is the realm of inheritance between the two?"
Chapter completed!