The Mightiest Little Peasant

The piano is Steinway, the world's top brand.

Tang Hao sat in front of the piano, stretched out his hand, touched it, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

With this piano, the whole room looks different, a bit more artistic.

Tang Hao pressed the buttons indiscriminately, then frowned.

He doesn't know anything about musical instruments! You have to find someone to teach it. By the way, first search the Internet to see if there are any introductory piano tutorials.

At that moment, Tang Hao took the tablet and searched it.

There are many various videos on the Internet, Tang Hao clicked on them one by one, and watched them carefully.

From this point of view, it was a whole night.

By the next morning, Tang Hao had mastered some basic theories, and then began to practice some simple scores.

For him, fingering is actually not a problem. With his body function and memory, after watching the video once, he can firmly remember it and copy it again.

The only thing to practice is rhythm.

However, if you watch it a few times and try it a few times, you will be able to master it perfectly.

These two days are weekends, Tang Hao is staying at home, practicing without sleep or food.

Of course, he used a talisman to isolate the sound, so as not to attract complaints.

After two days of non-stop hard training, Tang Hao's fingers have completely adapted to playing the piano, they are as flexible as flying, and they are flying like butterflies when they are fast, making people dazzled.

He has already mastered some of the simplest introductory scores.

On Monday, he went to class.

When they arrived at the school gate, there was a commotion.

"Look, it's Tang Hao!"

"He's still free to come to class, and he doesn't want to learn the piano!"

"It's only been a month since I learned it, what a fool! I can't even play the simplest piece! Now he's finally going to lose face!"

A group of boys whispered,

There is some gloating.

For Tang Hao, they were extremely envious and jealous. It was rare to see him make a fool of himself, how could they be unhappy.

Tang Hao didn't bother to pay attention to them, and went to the classroom.

"Brother Hao, do you have a fever?"

Cao Fei came over and touched Tang Hao's forehead.

"You have a fever!" Tang Hao said angrily.

"Hey! No fever! Then why did you agree to perform on stage? How can one month be enough? Three months is too short!" Cao Fei said.

"Tang Hao, come on! We support you!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't play well, as long as you work hard, we will support you!"

Squad leader Liu Feifei took the lead and came to cheer Tang Hao up.

Tang Hao grinned, a little helpless. Their tone clearly did not expect him to play well.

"Thank you!" He still thanked.

The first two periods were Teacher Jiang's class. As soon as she walked in, she glanced at Tang Hao, a little weird.

That incident caused a sensation in the whole school, and of course she heard about it.

"Student Tang Hao, stay here!" Jiang Wanying shouted after class.

She lowered her head, packed her things, pretended nothing had happened, and when everyone in the classroom had left, leaving only Tang Hao alone, she raised her head and looked at Tang Hao.

That delicate dimple lost its majesty just now, revealing a bit of coquettishness.

"Are you really going on stage?"

"yes!"

She let out a laugh and said, "You! You are too impulsive! But, I support you! Be sure to work hard! That day... I will go to see it too."

As she said that, she glanced outside, and seeing that there was no one, she suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

Tang Hao was shocked, his eyes widened suddenly.

A heart was beating wildly, extremely nervous.

This is a classroom! The door was open, and there were people walking in the corridor outside the door, and they would be seen if they were not careful.

If it is really seen, it will not be fried.

A short moment, but as long as a century.

Tang Hao's heart beat faster and faster, almost popping out.

This feeling was so exciting that he couldn't bear it.

After a long time, my lips parted.

Her pretty face was flushed, and she was extremely shy.

"Come on! I still have class, let's go first!"

She picked up the textbook, raised her handbag, smiled brightly at Tang Hao, and left.

Tang Hao stood there, still not recovering.

He breathed a sigh of relief when there was a sound, and said to himself that fortunately no one saw it, otherwise the frying pan would really have happened.

As soon as he wiped his lips, it was covered with pink lip gloss, with a faint fragrance. He suddenly felt a little guilty, wiped it vigorously, and then went out the door.

In the following period of time, Tang Hao seldom went to class, and rarely cared about the crew. He just practiced the piano every day, completely immersed in the world of music.

Once you have mastered the simple ones, you will start to practice more difficult ones, one difficulty at a time and one difficulty at a time.

All kinds of books, CDs, piled up all over the room.

When he was resting, he was listening to all kinds of famous piano pieces, his mind was full of notes and melodies, and he was going crazy.

That's how he is. When he was learning how to refine weapons, he also forgot to sleep and eat, and devoted himself to it.

From the simplest "Dream Wedding" to "Moonlight", various sonatas and rhapsodys are perfectly performed at his fingertips.

His skills are already perfect.

When his skills were at their peak, he moved on to something more interior.

In this way, more than half a month later, Tang Hao went back to Lingxi, and stayed with Sister Xiangyi for a while, and he also brought the piano to practice every day.

Every night, when he was practicing, Qin Xiangyi would sit aside and watch him quietly.

Listening to the beautiful music, she was a little intoxicated.

Those eyes were full of affection, and there was even a touch of admiration.

After listening, he yawned, lay on the sofa, and fell into a deep sleep. Every night, Tang Hao hugged her and sent her back to her room.

As the days passed, Tang Hao's level continued to improve, and even he didn't know what level he was now.

Finally, the end of the month was approaching, and it was almost time for the school orientation party to be held.

"Little Tang, I don't even want you to go back!"

When parting, Qin Xiangyi hugged him and murmured.

"You said, you are so rich. Now, you can still play the piano so well, and you still have to perform. I'm worried. There will be a lot more people who like you."

"When I think about it, I get a little jealous!"

Tang Hao hugged her and said with a smile: "If you don't want me to go, then I won't go, I will stay with you!"

"Really?"

Qin Xiangyi pursed her lips and smiled.

After a moment's pause, she said, "Let's go! Anyway, there are so many, I'm not afraid of adding more, because I know that your heart will always be mine."

As she spoke, she took a finger and swiped a circle around Tang Hao's heart.

After another deep kiss, she got into the car and drove to the factory.

Tang Hao packed up and returned to the provincial capital.

After a few more days, finally, it was the day when the school orientation meeting was held.