People in Douluo, I am Ezreal

Dai Mubai ran away, but the party was still going on. After thinking about it for a while, Emperor Xingluo said: "Today is the seventh birthday of the second young lady of the Zhu family. I want to accept her as my adopted daughter. I don't know what you guys think."

how?"

Now that the royal competition is gone, let's find another way to tie Zhu Zhuqing onto the chariot. Anyway, this kind of super genius cannot be let go.

"Everything is arranged by His Majesty." The head of the Zhu family immediately stated his position and did not refuse.

"Okay, okay." Emperor Xingluo smiled, "From now on, Zhuqing will be my adopted daughter. Her status and rights are as equal as those of the prince. There must be no mistake."

Everyone hurriedly saluted after hearing this. Unlike the Tiandou Empire next door, Xingluo has not yet established a prince. In other words, Zhu Zhuqing's status is higher than that of the eldest prince Davis. He has reached the sky in one step and instantly became the top of the empire's power.

Big shot.

"Sister, I saw that you were practicing piano before. This is a piano that Weiss and I customized for you." Zhu Zhuyun quickly stepped forward to give her a birthday gift.

Someone took the lead, and the celebrities were all seasoned. It was instinct to act according to the prevailing circumstances. They immediately changed their faces and came to give gifts one after another.

"Zhuqing, today is your birthday. I wonder if that senior has arrived?" the head of the Zhu family suddenly asked.

"Well..." Zhu Zhuqing didn't know how to answer this question for a moment, so he could only say: "He should come, I'm not sure either."

The head of the Zhu family sighed with emotion: "I really want to see the true face of that senior, and even more, I want to be taught something by that senior."

If his father knew that the senior was just a yellow-haired boy, I don’t know what he would think. But it’s strange, where has Ize gone? He was obviously still around just now.

At this time, Ezreal had put on a black robe and a mask and came to the piano.

"Who is that man in black robe?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before."

"Come to a party and dress like this?"

Everyone was talking about it, and Zhu Zhuqing looked around. Although it was well hidden, she still recognized it at a glance. Isn't this Ezreal?

What is this going to do? Play the piano? Is the birthday gift he prepared just to play music?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt sweet in my heart, and there was a lot of anticipation on my face. I had been wanting to see him perform a piano solo since he came back from hunting for the soul ring last time.

"It's such a nonsense. You don't dare to show your true colors, but you dare to come to the party?" The head of the Zhu family was quite dissatisfied.

Zhu Zhuqing said hurriedly: "Father, he is that senior."

"What?" The head of the Zhu family was shocked when he heard this, and immediately put away his dissatisfaction, "As expected of a senior, his appearance is really different. I still need to learn more."

Ezreal sat upright, gently touched the black and white keys with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Today is the birthday of the second young lady of the Zhu family. I am here to play a song for her. I hope that she will be happy every day in the future.

Everyone can be happy.”

You can't master the piano overnight. In fact, even Zhu Zhuqing didn't think he could play at a professional level.

But what she didn't know was that Ezreal was an art student in his previous life, and his dream was to become an artist.

Slowly close your eyes and devote yourself to the performance. At this moment, the gloves seem to have become the greatest piano poet.

The music is coming.

Nocturne in E flat major, one of the most popular of Chopin's twenty-one nocturnes.

This song is simple and elegant, full of poetry, and contains complex emotional changes. It is both touching and pure sadness.

Press the keys, and when the first note comes out, the whole world is immersed in the swaying moonlight, grabbing all the adjectives and verbs in time, penetrating into the essence of emotion, and immersing yourself in it.

With the help of gloves, Ezreal's touch on the keys is very unique. Sometimes it seems to be massaging the keys, and sometimes it is dancing lightly on the keys, playing the most perfect tone.

No one can imitate this swan-like touch technique, and no one can surpass it, not even Tang Yuehua, the master of Yuexuan of the Tiandou Empire, can do it.

Gloves are not extraordinary things, so this is not a piano master, but a god-level skill. How can mortals compare with gods?

Feeling the solo of the nocturne, everyone seemed to be in a quiet romantic evening garden. Seeing the gentle silhouette on the other side of the garden was like the starlight blowing across the water, but it made people feel inexplicably depressed.

The song perfectly constructs a serene night. The silence of the night expresses people's emotions. The starry sky is filled with melancholy, fantasy and lingering, but people are moved, excited and uneasy.

Such wonderful and complex emotions can't help but make everyone realize a chilling fact: the desolation of the night is so unified, and the human mood is so mysterious.

The music ended and the fingers rested, but the sound did not stop.

Such incredible completeness and unity made everyone forget when the music started, and before they knew it, before the intoxication faded away, the music had quietly ended.

After a long time, everyone woke up from their dreams and realized that the music had ended long ago. It was so full of expectations and so reluctant to leave. Even the applause was forgotten in the intoxication.

Zhu Zhuqing watched quietly, but suddenly her heart began to pound. He seemed to have no upper limit, refreshing her knowledge again and again.

A piece of music he had never heard before filled his face with elegance and nobility.

She asked softly: "Is this the song you wrote for me?"

"Yes." Ezreal admitted shamelessly. It felt good to copy the text for a while, and it continued to feel good.

"That's amazing!" Zhu Zhuqing's face turned red and he asked with admiration, "What's the name of this piano piece?"

Ezreal replied: "Nocturne."

Everyone was thoughtful, what an apt name. When I was intoxicated with the music just now, wasn't what I saw was the night? Wasn't what I heard were emotions?

Nocturne is really a perfect name.

This nocturne, in the words of a certain king of music in the past life, is: the sound is like the night wind, heartbreaking and very pleasant.

But is it really as simple as just a song?

Tang San, the protagonist of the original work, was able to shock Yuexuan with his song "Please Remember Me in Your Heart", which even moved Qian Renxue, a divine examiner.

So, should this "Nocturne", which is destined to be famous forever, crush "Please Keep Me in Your Heart" and achieve a god-level performance with the help of gloves, bring something different? At least it shouldn't be a magic test.

The difference is right.

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud bang in the sky.

"This is the most incredible song. I, the God of Music, would like to call you the strongest."

The radiance of divinity shines in the Star Luo Imperial Capital, a huge mysterious shadow stands in the sky, and the sense of oppression that exceeds the Limit Douluo spreads everywhere.

The gods are coming!

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