Crisp, airy, tactful, and clean at the same time. With a hint of unrestrained and delicate, it seems to create one space after another, one after another wonderful picture, in front of everyone.
As crazy as drunk.
Even after Han Sanqian finished his song, everyone was still intoxicated by it and could not extricate themselves for a long time.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a burst of applause sounded in the quiet space.
It's a pangolin!
Even this guy was completely immersed in the music just now.
And as the applause of Pangolin rang out, everyone in the entire hall came back to their senses slightly.
A group of young men and young masters looked at each other in shock.
"This...this beautiful tune just now was...played by that country bumpkin?"
"I just heard that my whole body felt like I was floating."
"It sounds so good that it makes one's scalp numb, as if falling into a dream."
"It sounds great, it sounds so damn good."
"How is this possible? He looks like a man with such a gray face, but he still looks like someone who can play the music of nature?"
"Is he cheating?"
"Yes, he is definitely cheating. It is impossible and unqualified for him to play such a song."
While they were shocked, a group of people were more disbelieving and criticized.
However, no matter how fierce their criticism was, they could not change the fact that Han Sanqian was sitting here and playing a song vigorously.
Behind the bead curtain, the woman in white raised her eyes slightly and looked back at the woman in green behind her.
A touch of intoxication appeared on the beautiful face of the woman in green. She had never heard such a special musical instrument, let alone the natural sounds played by this special music.
"Sir, what are these musical instruments?" The woman in green glanced at the woman in white and asked softly.
"Piano." Han Sanqian whispered.
"Piano, what a name. The sound is so damn steel, I like it." Pangolin chuckled, and after speaking, the guy said softly to the bead curtain: "By the way, they have finished playing, we brothers
You should win, right?"
The woman in green didn't answer, she just looked at Han Sanqian and said, "Sir, can you play another song?"
These words are the consensus of almost everyone present. Everyone wants to play another song!
But at the same time, the woman in green's non-answer also announced who was the final winner.
There is no more perfect tribute to a winner than an encore.
Han Sanqian smiled and shook his head: "No. This piece of music is only played for one person." After that, he stood up slightly, covered the piano stand, and walked slowly to his seat.
Then, Han Sanqian sat calmly, took a sip of wine, and looked slightly at the night sky outside the boat.
Yingxia, I miss you, do you hear me?
Inside the bead curtain, the woman in green was slightly angry. To her, she could invite them to sing together, which was actually a great honor to the other party. Generally, no one in this flower boat could refuse this offer.
.
The man in front of me is the first time, and it can only be the last time.
But just when she made a move, the woman in white gently stretched out her hand to stop her, smiled at her and shook her head. The meaning was self-evident.
The woman in green suddenly looked puzzled as to why she should be so respectful to this rude guy.
"Damn, you country bumpkin. What do you mean? Miss Su asked you to play a song, but you didn't give her face?"
"Damn it, you're so arrogant."
"It's too much."
A group of people were shocked by Han Sanqian's performance, but soon they seized on Han Sanqian's refusal and began to attack them.
"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore. It's okay to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of us. How dare you refuse Miss Su's wishes? I'm the first one who can't stand it."
"You're right. This country bumpkin is absolutely disgusting. I must teach him a lesson."
The group of people were filled with righteous indignation, and then slowly approached Han Sanqian. He was so powerful that it seemed as if he was going to eat Han Sanqian alive.
"Why, all of them are so angry that they can't afford to lose and want to beat them up." The pangolin squinted its eyes and said nonchalantly sarcastically.
Everyone was even more angry, but at this moment, a pair of big hands blocked everyone's face, and then he turned around gracefully: "Of course we can afford to lose."
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved his hand, and the young man who had just played the piano flew out of the flower boat.
"However, Wendu, although you won, do you still dare to continue the competition?"
