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"What is Ye Cheng doing? It's not playing the piano at all!"

"Ye Cheng is joking. If you can't play it, don't play it. How can you play like this?"

"Everyone be quiet, Ye Cheng's strength is so strong, he will definitely not disappoint everyone."

"Yup,

Don't be impatient, just listen quietly."

The guests couldn't understand what medicine was sold in Yecheng's gourd.

Naturally, they knew that Ye Cheng couldn't be playing tricks, but Ye Cheng could play it for them.

Whispers began below, and Deng Chao stopped them with a booing gesture.

Deng Chao looked at Ye Cheng quietly, although he was also very puzzled, but he didn't believe that a man who could resonate with him with music would play tricks on such an occasion.

Ye Cheng must have his intentions for doing this, but it just hasn't been shown yet.

Ye Cheng is still there: playing, and gradually, some coherent tunes appear.

"tick tock, tick tock"

The brows of the guests, who had already begun to feel impatient in their hearts, seemed to have caught a little melody.

Ye Cheng's finger paused: The music suddenly stopped.

In the next second, Ye Cheng raised his head slightly, raised his hands slightly upwards, his ten fingers drooped down, and slammed onto the black and white piano keys under the gaze of the guests.

"Tick tock"

Suddenly, a crisp melody burst out.

The fragmented notes were pieced together, and the compact melody was dripping from the junction between Ye Cheng's fingertips and the piano keys.

The guests at the scene were stunned for a moment, and their hearts trembled at the same time.

The sound of the piano is rapid, and each measure climbs rapidly from low to high, and then climbs again from low to high after landing.

At the scene, the guests felt like there was a mountain stream flowing slowly in their hearts.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, their breathing became rapid.

The beating speed of Ye Cheng's fingers gradually slowed down, and the melody also calmed down.

At the scene, the guests were able to breathe lightly and accept the tune like a soul massage.

But before this soothing tune had reached ten seconds, Ye Cheng danced wildly with his fingers again, and the melody of the piano sounded like a waterfall, giving the guests a shocking impact on the eardrums.

At this moment, all the guests trembled suddenly, looking at Ye Cheng with shocked expressions on their faces.

They couldn't help sighing in their hearts, letting the wonderful notes shuttle back and forth between them, they just stared at Ye Cheng, unable to speak, but a storm had already set off in their hearts.

Yang Mi and Reba looked at Ye Cheng in the center of the stage, wearing a white tuxedo, playing the piano elegantly and gentlemanly, with gold stars in their eyes, and they were instantly infatuated.

They feel that the wedding in front of them is the same as the wedding in their dreams.

And Ye Cheng is the protagonist of the wedding, the groom he dreams of! In the center of the stage, Ye Cheng's body began to sway with the music, and he was in the mood he created.

This movement of rocking before and after may be very unbeautiful, but everyone present didn't feel anything wrong, and there was even a rhythm that wanted to blow it up! Because.

This is art, this is the three minutes of the piano music, and the sound of the piano lasted for three minutes.

In the past three minutes, the heartstrings of the guests swayed up and down with Ye Cheng's violin.

Each beating note is gripping, as if the breeze blows over the sea, and the water ripples on a sunny afternoon, and time slips by inadvertently without noticing it.

After three minutes, Ye Cheng's fingers beat slower and slower, and finally lightly rested on the keys.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the audience fell silent.

No one made any noise, not even breathing loudly, for fear of destroying the melody and aftertaste still in the air.

Everyone stared blankly at Ye Cheng sitting in front of the piano, their hearts were up and down, and their excitement was indescribable.

Body 118 Yaya, you are guilty of being a thief!

No one would have thought that Ye Cheng could play such an amazing piano piece.

They opened their mouths to say something, but found that there was no word in their stomachs that could be used to describe Ye Cheng's qin sound.

Especially the pianists present, the shock in their hearts is far more profound than that of laymen.

Their understanding of the piano and the mastery of each note and syllable are beyond ordinary people, and it is precisely because of this that they can better appreciate Ye Cheng's precise grasp of each note.

Every measure in the song is endowed with soul by Ye Cheng, active in the air with the flow of each note, active in their ears.

But apart from a good word, they searched hard in their minds, but couldn't find a word to boast about Ye Cheng.

After dozens of seconds, the audience at the scene finally came to their senses.

"Yecheng! Yecheng! Yecheng!"

At the scene, the audience all stood up spontaneously, looked at Ye Cheng frantically, called Ye Cheng's name frantically, and applauded desperately.

The applause drowned out the wedding hall, and it slowly fell after a long time.

Deng Chao looked at Ye Cheng absentmindedly, unable to control himself for a long time.

No one could imagine the turbulent waves in Ye Cheng's heart just when he played.