Qin Hao turned his head slightly, staring at Goro, the corners of his mouth curled, and he was actually smiling.

The smile that seemed indifferent but was actually contemptuous instantly made Gorou angry.

This dick, why do you look down on me?

The next moment, Goro's face turned hideous, and he shouted, "Disgusting......"

Halfway through the conversation, he couldn't go on.

Because Qin Hao's fingers moved, each finger was very coherent and harmonious, pressing on the keys, it seemed to be integrated with the piano, very harmonious.

And because of the beating of his fingertips, the piano did not make a sound unexpectedly.

At first, the sound was a little messy, like a child pressing on a ghost's drawing.

When Sister Hua heard this, she couldn't help but sneer: "What is this fool doing?

She turned her head to look at Gorou, trying to get Gorou's appreciation.

However, the appearance of Gorou's ridicule in the imagination was not seen.

What she saw was Goro's surprised expression.

Yes, Gorou's mouth is now open and his eyes are wide open, apparently shocked by the tune.

"Mr. Goro, what's wrong with you?"

Sister Hua tried to shout, but Gorou ignored it and still stood there dumbfounded.

What Sister Hua didn't know was that the reason for Gorou's shock was very simple.

- This piece is not simple.

It's very, very not simple, and its difficulty is a little more difficult than Gorou's "Fantasia" just now.

The next moment, Qin Hao's fingers in the field were linked, and the domineering and heavy rhythm exploded in the hall.

The familiar melody hit his ears, and Goro's body shook violently, shouting, "Impossible!"

If it were normal, I'm afraid many people would be surprised by Goro's gaffe.

But at the moment, no one is paying attention to Gorou.

People have long been substituted into fantasy by melody, how can there be leisure to know Goro's strangeness?

Even Sister Hua, who was deliberately waiting to provoke, froze in place, and the majestic voice sounded in her ears, and in front of her, there were pictures one after another.

Many images passed before her eyes. From the childhood of her single-parent family, to her youth with the coal boss, and finally to the middle-aged age who was separated from the coal boss and hated by her children.

But soon, the picture disappeared, and Sister Hua's boring life in the past was gone.

She felt as if she was standing on the top of Mount Everest, and in front of her was a thick bolt of lightning and torrential rain.

The horrible and absurd sights made her think that the end was coming.

However, Sister Hua is not afraid, because the uplifting melody is in her ears.

Bell bell!

The exploding melody continues.

Qin Hao in the field was still performing hard.

In fact, because the melody was so gripping, few people appreciated his demeanor anymore.

Almost everyone is immersed in the picture from which they cannot extricate themselves.

Gorou has no illusions. Actually, it's not that the melody isn't magical.

It's that he doesn't want to sink like that.

He was pinching his thighs with his hands, trying to keep himself calm.

Because, to immerse yourself in the beauty of enemy music, it is undoubtedly a shameful thing.

He found that everyone on the scene was in a state of stupor, and their facial expressions were shocked.

He understood that the people at the scene were sinking.

This kind of development is very bad, and if it goes on like this, it is possible that you will lose this "piano competition".

"Wake up!"

Gorou let out an angry roar, trying to wake the world up with the cry of his soul.

It's a pity that he failed.

Everyone is like an old monk who is in a state of meditation, and it is not at all possible to wake up with two sentences, even Sister Hua, a faithful believer next to her.

There is only one way to suspend this state.

With evil thoughts popping up in his head, Gorou looked at Qin Hao with red eyes.

By now, he had understood.

The other party is not a rookie, because it is by no means a rookie who can play this kind of piano music!

- Let this little white face stop!

He gritted his teeth and approached Qin Hao, who was playing the piano.

Soon, Gorou walked to Qin Hao's back, and he slowly stretched out his hand, ready to push it out and end this absurd everything.

However, halfway through his hand, his movements stopped, his facial expression stiffened, and his eyes became blank.

At the last moment, Gorou did not resist the offensive of the music, and he fell into the offensive of the melody.

He sank and became a believer in this melody!

Bang Bang!

The longed-for airport, including travelers, travelers' relatives and friends, and even the staff are in a state of sluggishness.

In the main scene, only the protagonist Qin Hao was moving alone.

His posture is unrestrained, just like the wind.

His eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as a sword, without a trace of emotion, as if he were facing an enemy soldier.

The next moment.

The last key drops and springs back.

The coda disappears, and this wonderful performance is officially over.

And at this time, everyone in the field has not yet woken up.

They still stood there, still immersed in the situation.

It was like this for five minutes.

Qin Hao's hand moved away from the keys and sighed euphemistically.

It was this breath that was particularly harsh in the place where the needle could be heard.

The next moment, someone suddenly woke up and screamed.

A scream, the chain reaction is that countless people scream.

In the midst of all the screams, everyone came to their senses, and then, they were surprised to find out.

Everyone was covered in cold sweat!

In this not too hot weather, the airport is obviously heated.

Everyone was sweating profusely, as if they had done a vigorous workout!

"I just ...... I actually threw myself into it......"

Someone touched their nose in disbelief.

"I just remembered my past...... It seems to be a bit grandiose......"

"It turns out that my past is not nothing, I still have a home!

Some of the more objective passers-by exclaimed and felt that they had been baptized in their hearts.

"It's incredible! Even people like me, who don't dream all year round, fall into fantasies! Is this piano music or hypnotism?"

Someone raised the phone excitedly: "Great, I actually turned on the video function, that is, I recorded this performance?"

"Perfect! Perfect show!"

"If this gentleman is going to have a concert, I'm going to fly over 100,000 miles to watch!"

"Yes, 10,000 yuan and a ticket are also worth seeing!"

"It's amazing, it's a lot more powerful than Gorou!"

After waking up, people were excited, scrambling to speak, and all of them were praised.

The sound of the tide made the brainless fans here look ugly.

Ask yourself, they know that in this performance, there is no suspense that Qin Hao has won.

But it's not scientific at all.

Gorou is the piano master and the idol in their hearts.

Now the plot is not like words!

Thinking of Goro, brain-dead fans are all looking around, looking for the shadow of their idol.

(End of chapter)