Metropolis: I Became The Rich Second-generation Villain

As time went by, the audience to watch the concert continued to show up.

Looking around, there are almost no seats.

This concert was actually just a small-scale publicity, and the time for publicity was very short, but nearly 8,000 tickets were still sold.

One can imagine Qiu Qianwei's influence.

At 7:30 in the evening, the concert officially began.

Qiu Qianwei, who was dressed up, just made a simple appearance and received applause from the mountains and the tsunami.

Qiu Qianwei first expressed his sincere greetings to everyone, and then walked to the piano and sat down gracefully.

A soothing "Moonlight Sonata" as the opening, opened up the warm atmosphere of the concert.

Afterwards, Qiu Qianwei played some world-class piano music, bringing the audience an auditory feast.

When the concert is more than half of the time, the world famous music performance project has also been completed, and I am ready to enter the personally created music performance project.

At the same time, Qiu Qianwei's ethereal voice was also transmitted from the top speakers through the microphone, and fell in everyone's ears:

"Recently, the online piano goddess must be known to many people present. In fact, I really want to play the music composed by the piano goddess, but I haven't contacted him personally, so naturally I can't buy that piece of music. It's a pity that the copyright is over.

If, who knows the contact information of the piano god, please remember to contact me Yo. "

Qiu Qianwei's words contained a hint of playfulness, but more of it was loss.

"Goddess, I am the piano god, watch me look at me!" A male fan wearing a paper mask yelled at the audience.

Qiu Qianwei shook her whole body, and immediately burst into joy in her heart.

But soon she was disappointed again.

Because, after the male fan's words fell, someone immediately started booing.

"He is not, I am the real piano god!"

"You are all fake, I am the piano god!"

......

A male fan with a paper mask pulled his neck and yelled out loudly. The scene was a little funny when you said something to me.

Qiu Qianwei was affected by this atmosphere and couldn't help but smile, but soon the smile disappeared, and a layer of melancholy clouded her eyebrows.

These people are obviously fake, and they are not real piano gods at all.

The level of that piano man is a level higher than himself, so how can he condescend to come to his own recital?

What's more, the piano god might have seen his handwriting marked on the poster.

Maybe people look down on themselves, so they don't want to come here as special guests.

Thinking of this, Qiu Qianwei was a little lost, but the concert still has to go on.

She adjusted her mood and immediately began to play a piano piece of her own composition.

A few minutes later, after a piano piece was finished, there was still applause in the audience, and shocked faces appeared on the faces of the audience.

Obviously, most of the audience was moved by this piece of music they composed.

But Qiu Qianwei was not very excited, but rather ashamed.

Compared with the music composed by that piano male god, I was far behind.

At this time, Qiu Qianwei's headset sent some words from the field controller.

Roughly speaking, the time is almost up, and it's time for the lucky audience.

The so-called "lucky audience" session is to draw an audience from the audience and come on stage to play a piano piece with Qiu Qianwei in four hands.

The staff came over with a cardboard box, Qiu Qianwei put her hand into the cardboard box just enough for her arm to enter, and grabbed a lottery casually.

"No. 8 in row 1."

Qiu Qianwei opened the small note, read the handwriting on it, and read it out in public.

For the sake of fairness, the director also deliberately moved the camera to the note, so that the audience can see the handwriting on the note through the big screen.

"Aren't we here in the first row? Take a look." Qin Yunhan was overjoyed, and his companion said quickly.

The seat backs are numbered, and you can tell at a glance.

"It seems to be me." Wang Haoran said.

"Wow, are you too lucky?!" Mu Zhaozhao's face was full of surprise.

"You look handsome, of course luck." Qin Yunhan smiled.

"It's right, it's right." Xu Muyan is exactly the same as Qin Yunhan on this point.

Wen Jing didn't say anything, but her head was like a chicken pecking at rice, and she kept nodding her head in agreement.

Putting on the paper mask he had prepared long ago, Wang Haoran walked onto the stage.

He doesn't want to be famous, and of course he won't show his face in front of the public.

Although Wang Haoran was wearing a mask, Qiu Qianwei gave the ticket to Wang Haoran.

The number 8 in row 1 is one of the five tickets he sent out.

The woman in front of her was obviously not a girl, so Qiu Qianwei immediately recognized that this was Wang Haoran.

"You are lucky." Qiu Qianwei avoided the microphone and said in a low voice.

lucky?

Wang Haoran smiled without saying a word.

Is this luck?

of course not!

This so-called lucky audience was specially bought by him for a big price in order to perform in front of Qiu Qianwei.

"I also think that I will try to buy a lottery ticket tomorrow." Wang Haoran responded with a low smile to Qiu Qianwei.

After a brief chat, Qiu Qianwei immediately began to enter the program flow.

"This lucky friend, can you play the piano?" Qiu Qianwei finished speaking with the microphone, then moved the microphone slightly to Wang Haoran's side, beckoning him to respond.

"It will be a little bit."

A little bit, it turned out to be a piano beginner.

Qiu Qianwei had a preliminary judgment on Wang Haoran's level, so she asked:

"Will "To Alice"?"

"No." Wang Haoran shook his head.

"What about "Childhood Memories"?"

"Nor."

"What about "The Wedding in a Dream"?"

"Nor."

""Night's Piano Music Five" will always be, right?"

"Still not."

Qiu Qianwei rubbed her temples, feeling a little dizzy.

These four piano pieces are all entry-level, but if you have studied piano, you don’t want to talk about the Four Capital Clubs, but you should know at least one of them.

However, Wang Haoran does not know the capital.

Qiu Qianwei could see it. Wang Haoran couldn't even reach the piano beginners. It is estimated that he was recognizing the state of the piano keys.

"Then you are a capital city, don't you understand." Qiu Qianwei said.

"No, I actually do some famous songs."

"Which one?" Qiu Qianwei was a little surprised, besides the four entry-level masterpieces she just mentioned, is there anything else?

""The Third Piano Concerto"" Wang Haoran is serious.

His piano level was achieved overnight. When practicing, he naturally couldn't learn those introductory piano music, it was a difficult one.

He didn't learn such introductory masterpieces as "To Alice" and "The Wedding in a Dream", but he really learned the "Piano Concerto No. 3".

Qiu Qianwei looked at Wang Haoran blankly.

If she hadn't known Wang Haoran, she would have thought this was a lucky spectator who came to smash the scene.

Is there any piano school in the world that does not teach entry-level piano music, but directly teaches the "Piano Concerto No. 3", which is ranked at the top of the difficulty list?

Is this impossible at all?

"The Third Piano Concerto is too difficult, what else would you do if you change to another one?" Qiu Qianwei didn't want to hit Wang Haoran, so she said in a tactful tone.

"Then "Wild Bee Flying", how about it?" Wang Haoran replied after thinking about it.

Qiu Qianwei sighed secretly.

"Bumblebee Flying" is a test piece for piano level 9, and it is also difficult.

However, it is a bit easier compared to "Piano Concerto No. 3".

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