quadruple sleep

how to say?

It was the appearance of Lu Nanshen that made all the onlookers clearly realize one thing, that is, how big the difference is between genius and talent.

Even the buddies who helped Bai Haolai express his love saw this clearly.Cheng Yaojin, who ran out halfway, was definitely not looking for someone. Let’s not talk about whether he could play the tunes on the flute. Let’s just say that the tunes were quite high-level.

They are all a group of people who study music and play music. They are all familiar with music, so the judgment of a piece of music is also from a professional perspective.

Although the song is short, the composition idea is unique and the angle is very lacking. In other words, normal people would not think of creating it like that.

Unless you are a genius.

And what did this genius just say?
Just playing a random tune?

This is no longer a dimensionality reduction attack, but more like the ancient music god looking down on all living beings.

Although Hang Si and Nian Baixiao knew Lu Nanshen's abilities, they still felt comfortable playing such a piece of music.

Nian Baixiao asked Hang Si, "Do you feel that we undercharged you for the previous performance at the inn?"

Hang Si thought for a while and nodded, "It's too little."

Received too little.

To leave this national treasure-level musical ability in an inn and let people give him a random price is simply an extortionate sum of money, and it is also an insult to his musical ability.

Lu Nanshen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at them. It was really good.

His eyes glanced at Fang Sheng inadvertently, but he saw that her whole body looked flustered and frightened. She was slightly startled at first, and then she came to her senses.

Bai Hao gave up and drooped like a lost dog. It seemed that this competition had dealt a huge blow to him.

Nian Baixiao did not forget to "comfort" Bai Hao, "It's okay, Tea Leaf. After all, it is the difference between gods and humans. You are just one of the many living beings. Just accept the reality."

Too arrogant.

Even Hang Si thinks so.

Sure enough, the guys behind Bai Hao were displeased and shouted, "Don't be too arrogant! There are people outside the world. There are so many people with musical talent in the world. No matter how awesome you are, you still have to listen to Beethoven." ,mozart?"

Lu Nanshen said calmly, "I stopped listening to Beethoven and Mozart after I was six years old."

After the age of six, he began composing his own music.

A group of people choked.

The people around gasped.

"Also," Lu Nanshen's voice was always light, as clear as a cold spring, "I don't know if he can be better than outsiders. As far as the current situation is concerned, he can be better than you."

What he said was "you", killing Bai Hao and other buddies instantly.

Two of Bai Hao's buddies were filled with indignation, but one of them stopped them and lowered his voice, "Okay, if you lose, you lose."

Hang Si glanced at the man. He was quite tall, looked like an artist, and played the cello.

Having come to this point, it was hard for Bai Hao not to give up. With a depressed look on his face, he walked up to Hang Si and said, "Am I really not going to have any chance at all?"

Lu Nan looked at Bai Hao with cold eyes. Although he said nothing, his thin lips slightly pursed, revealing a bit of impatience.

Hang Si answered simply, "No."

"Let's go." Lu Nanshen whispered.

"Hang Si!" Bai Hao called her from behind.Lu Nan was deeply displeased, turned around and shouted coldly, "It's endless, isn't it?"

Although she had not known Lu Nanshen for a long time, Hang Si had never seen him angry during the time we spent together in the inn. In her impression, Lu Nanshen was like a docile and innocent little puppy, more like a dog in the valley. The small white flowers that grow are naturally pollution-free.

But when his talent first appeared, he was like the bright moon, shining freely and freely.

So Hang Si didn't expect Lu Nanshen to drink so much.

Bai Hao wasn't afraid of anything, or he was just desperate.He said, "Hang Si, although I know it's impossible, I still hope you can finish listening to the music I prepared for you, even if... say goodbye."

Not to mention how lonely I am.

"Let's go." Lu Nanshen didn't want Hang Si to talk to him at all.

Hang Si thought for a while and said, "Let's listen to it." She just felt that people should be given some leeway in life and deeds. Since he already knew that courtship was impossible, there was nothing wrong with listening to the music he prepared. .

Lu Nanshen respected Hang Si's decision. Since she wanted to listen, he would accompany her.

Nian Baixiao saw Fang Sheng hesitate to speak and asked her what was wrong.Fang Sheng whispered, "There's no need to listen."

There were too many people around, so Nian Baixiao didn't hear clearly and bowed his head, "What?"

The big boy's handsome face suddenly fell down like this, making Fang Sheng's heart almost jump out of his chest. The masculine aura came out heavily, like wood and with the smell of sunshine, which added a bit of wildness.

"I mean..." Her voice sounded again, "Hang Si shouldn't give Bai Hao this chance. Their music students are already good at seducing little girls. One piece of music may make the little girl change her mind."

This situation is particularly common.

Because the Conservatory of Music is so close, many senior students are fascinated by the temperament of music students. Fang Sheng has seen so many examples in the school in the past two days.

"It's okay." Nian Baixiao smiled, "With Lu Nanshen here, he won't have a chance as big as his little finger."

This description is damaging enough.

Seeing that Hang Si agreed, Bai Hao was extremely happy.He turned around to get the violin and started playing it in front of Hang Si.

A very lyrical and affectionate song, very melodious.

Nian Baixiao approached Lu Nanshen and said with a smile, "Tea is fine. I thought he could play a world-famous song."

Who chases girls with world-famous songs?
Lu Nanshen responded calmly, "It can barely be called a job."

In everything you do, practice makes you perfect.

But art cannot be a job. Once it is done, it can only be called good technique at best, lacking inspiration and soul.

Nian Baixiao was not as accomplished in music as Lu Nanshen. He admired it and said, "It sounds pretty good to me, Lu Nanshen, not everyone is like-"

The next words were interrupted by Lu Nanshen raising his hand.

Nian Baixiao is still weird, doesn't he still say that he is a good person?Are you fascinated by this?

But soon he noticed something was wrong with Lu Nanshen's expression. He seemed to be listening to violin playing, but also seemed to be listening to something through the music. There was a hint of solemnity in his originally casual eyes.

Looking at Hang Si's reaction, she frowned slightly. She obviously found something wrong like Lu Nanshen, but she was not sure.

Bai Hao was immersed in the sound of music, so mesmerized that she looked at Hang Si with eyes that could make people drown.

But the next second, Lu Nanshen rushed forward with his long legs and pulled Bai Hao's violin away.

The sound of the violin was interrupted, and just as Bai Hao was about to roar, he heard a "clang" and the strings of the violin suddenly broke!