Ye Weiwei looked at Hathaway, smiled, nodded and said, "I know a little bit."
In fact, Ye Weiwei was very good at piano, but she had never taken the exam. Because she could not afford the exam fee at the time, she could only learn to play with the piano teacher at the school.
The sex teacher at that time also liked Ye Weiwei, so he taught her privately without charging a penny.
Piano teachers have said many times that Ye Weiwei is an all-rounder and if she trains well, she will definitely become an excellent pianist.
It's a pity that she doesn't have a supportive family.
And she doesn’t want to be Ye Chuchu’s piano substitute.
She had been a dance double and drama double too many times. At that time, she would rather bury herself than continue to be someone else's shadow.
Now that Hathaway asked her to talk piano, she would not hide it, but she would not immediately say that she could. She guessed that Hathaway meant to make her look embarrassed.
If she wants her to make a fool of herself, just play with her.
She won't guarantee whoever will be sad in the end.
"If you know how to play, then try to play a song for all of us. It doesn't have to be too difficult, just like the wedding in your dream." Hathaway put her hands in front of her face and smiled softly and intellectually, as if she had given Ye Weiwei a good idea.
A big green light.
Yuchuang, Hawthorn Red, Meatball Soup, and other judges looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.
Is "Dream Wedding" not difficult?
This Miss Hathaway is obviously trying to embarrass Ye Weiwei.
"Ye Weiwei, if you have any difficulties, you can dance. A beauty like you should be able to dance beautifully." Yu Chuang looked at Ye Weiwei, trying to help her find the steps.
However, Ye Weiwei waved her hand confidently, turned towards the piano, and nodded to Hathaway, "I'll give it a try. If I make any mistakes, please let the judges correct me."
"It doesn't matter, we won't embarrass you, as long as we see the most authentic you." Hathaway always emphasized the most authentic Ye Weiwei, which was actually satirizing her.
Of course Ye Weiwei could hear it, so she didn't care about her for the time being.
Turning the music score to the page of the wedding in her dream, Ye Weiwei took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and touched the white keys with her slender fingers.
The next second, her fingers began to dance on the keys.
The first section, the second section... until the climax, Ye Weiwei made no mistakes. Not to mention the rhythm was very good, the music she played seemed to have a soul.
As long as you close your eyes, you can see a girl in a white wedding dress in a sea of flowers, stepping on the pink petals with her bare feet. The breeze blows her hair away, and the veil floats as she spins briskly.
Rotate...
After the piano stopped playing, the scene was still silent.
Everyone has not yet gotten over the sound of Ye Weiwei's piano.
Hathaway's face changed, a little pale, and a little blue, changing alternately...
How is it possible? As a skill like piano, you have to keep playing and practicing to achieve the fluency you have now.
How can Ye Weiwei play so well?
Didn't she serve five years in prison?
Even the skills you had before will become rusty if you put them aside for five years.
But there is a kind of genius in this world. Even if she puts it aside for five years, she can quickly find the feeling when she touches the piano keys.
This is Ye Weiwei.
"My performance is over. Thank you very much for being devastated by my music." Ye Weiwei looked at Hathaway and raised her eyebrows.
The appropriate irony made Hathaway's face feel slightly hot.