The first thousand seven hundred and seventy-five chapters fight in the back mountain
Feng Shaowei was just posing just now, but Zhang Xiaotian was really playing.
The people in the audience were disdainful at first, but gradually their expressions changed, and there was no longer any disdain on their faces.
They were also shocked by the speed of Zhang Xiaotian's hands and the explosive sound of the piano.
Regardless of whether you can understand it or not, you can still feel the extremely shocking sound of the piano, as if a dragon is really flying and a phoenix is dancing.
Soon Zhang Xiaotian withdrew his hand, finished playing a song, and the scene became quiet, and everyone was in a daze.
Especially Anweier, standing there completely dumbfounded.
She was not stupid, so she naturally knew what was going on. She never thought that the little piano prince she longed for was actually Zhang Xiaotian.
If she had known this, would she still have to worry about it?
This is simply a person.
The one with the ugliest face was Feng Shaowei. He originally wanted to show off in front of An Weier, but he met the real piano prince, and he immediately became a bad character.
At the same time, he also hated this guy. Since you are the little piano prince, why didn't you stand up earlier and make yourself embarrassed in front of so many people?
After this commotion, I'm afraid it will be impossible to catch Anweier in the future.
"Ah ah ah, is this true? Are you playing music to deceive us?"
"Impossible, how is this possible? Didn't you see that someone else had already taken out the speaker and unplugged it?
"This is the real Little Piano Prince. I love him so much..." "This is real. I have seen the video of the Little Piano Prince's performance. Although it is just a back view, I can be sure that he is exactly the same as this person."
"Teacher Zhang, you are so amazing."
Lin Langyu jumped up from his seat and cheered for Zhang Xiaotian.
In the noisy western restaurant, Zhang Xiaotian stood up, turned to look at An Weier, and wanted to say something, but An Weier rushed over and rushed directly into his arms.
"This..." Zhang Xiaotian was surprised. He didn't expect An Weier to be so bold and hug him in front of everyone.
When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they all applauded and cheered for Zhang Xiaotian.
"Boy, you wait with me."
Feng Shaowei looked at Zhang Xiaotian fiercely and could only leave the Western restaurant in despair.
At this moment, he lost all face and no longer had the face to stay here.
Zhang Xiaotian held Anweier's slender waist with both hands, but there was a sharp pain in his waist, and then Anweier left his arms.
"Why are you pinching me!"
Zhang Xiaotian rubbed his waist and said.
An Weier said with a sweet look on her face: "You deserve it. Who told you to lie to me? You have lied to me for so long. Why didn't you tell me earlier that you are the little piano prince?"
At this time, her face was full of relief, and she no longer had the selective difficulty she had before.
At the same time, he looked at Zhang Xiaotian with a trace of resentment, since this guy is the little piano prince, why didn't he tell me earlier, causing her to suffer from lovesickness for so long.
"You didn't ask me either?"
Zhang Xiaotian said with an innocent face.
"Humph, do you need me to ask you before I tell you?"
An Weier glared at Zhang Xiaotian and said, "If you do this to me again, I will pinch you again."
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Is this okay?"
There is absolutely no need to be angry with a woman, it will not do you any good.
After the matter was explained clearly, Zhang Xiaotian took An Weier over to sit down and introduced Lin Langyu.
After ordering two more dishes, the three of them started eating again.
After eating, Zhang Xiaotian sent An Weier back, and then returned to school with Lin Langyu.
Not long after Zhang Xiaotian and the others left, Wang Ziqiang hurried to the woods behind the school, which was where the fight with Jiang Han took place.
At this time, twenty or thirty gangsters had gathered here, each with tattoos on their bodies and holding a steel pipe in their hands.
The leader was a man who looked to be in his thirties. He was very tall and his most prominent feature was the two deep scars on his face.
He is Brother Scar whom Wang Ziqiang knows.
"Brother, you are here."
Wang Ziqiang said with a respectful look.
According to the agreement with Jiang Han, they will have a fight here at eight o'clock tonight. They are usually eager to fight. This is also his first time fighting in Vietnam, so he is very excited.
Brother Scar patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are my Scar's brother. That brother's business is my business. How come I don't come when my brother calls?"
"Thank you, brother!"
Wang Ziqiang thanked him. He felt that his face was very relevant at this moment. Once Jiang Han was solved, he would have something to show off when he returned to school.
Therefore, he didn't tell Zhang Xiaotian about it at all and came secretly alone.
At this moment, a green-haired gangster said: "Brother Scar, it's almost time. Why haven't those people come yet? Are they scared by us?"
Brother Scar said proudly: "There is still a little time, let's wait a moment, if those people come, we must teach this guy a lesson and let them know the consequences of provoking my brother Scar."
"I see."
These little gangsters stood up and said, seemingly with great momentum.
At this moment, several people walked up the mountain path.
The leader was a thin, middle-aged man who looked about fifty years old and exuded an unusually powerful aura.
This man was not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall, and he was not strong. He was wearing a training suit.
The green-haired man with sharp eyes immediately saw these people and said, "Brother Scar, can't they be these people?"
Wang Ziqiang looked at these people, saw Jiang Han next to the middle-aged man, and said: "These are the people, they are them."
"I'll go, there are just a few people, they look like they have sharp mouths and monkey cheeks, there is no need for us to call them so many brothers."
The green hair said.
Brother Dao Scar didn't take these people seriously and said indifferently: "When you get better at it, I'll treat you all to barbecue and drinks."
"Okay boss!"
While he was talking, those people also came to the woods. Jiang Han looked at Wang Ziqiang with a look of disdain, not taking these people seriously at all.
"Are all your people here?"
The prince forced a smile and said: "Everyone is here. This is my brother Scar. As long as you want to fight, we will accompany you to the end."
Jiang Han looked around and didn't see Zhang Xiaotian who was fighting with him, and then said: "Where is the guy who beat me this afternoon?"
"He didn't come over. He and I are not from the same group. I am the one fighting with you in Vietnam today, and I don't need anyone else."
The prince made a strong vow.
"Haha, since you are looking for death, then I will help you."
Jiang Han looked back at the middle-aged man and said, "Dad, they are the ones who are causing trouble for me."
After Wang Ziqiang heard this, he immediately laughed: "It's really interesting. I actually beat the younger one. Now that the older one is here, do you really think it's a fight between children?"
The green-haired gangster also said with an exaggerated look: "Haha, if you don't win, call me daddy. We'll beat you until you kneel on the ground and call you daddy."
These people feel that their side has the advantage in terms of numbers and that they are sure to win, so they want to hijack and act arrogantly, and just talk about it here.
Before they could finish saying this, a cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he struck him in the face with a strike as fast as lightning.
This slap was so powerful that the green-haired gangster was thrown away, fell heavily to the ground, and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Brother Scar's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately shouted: "Brothers, hurry up and kill this guy."
Upon hearing the order, Wang Ziqiang shouted loudly to these gangsters and rushed over, waving iron pipes and bats in his hands with great momentum.
It's just a pity that fighting with just large numbers of people and shouting is of no use, at least not here.
Although there are only a few people on Jiang Han's side, they are all masters and have the ability to beat ten with one.
Among these people, only Jiang Han is the weakest.