Son-in-law From Dark World

"How old are you? If you have the ability to play a piece of music here, let's learn what art is. It's not that I look down on you. I guess you don't even know how to fight rimmy hair. Don't make a fool of yourself here."

I do not know who in the crowd, called a, immediately caused a jeer.

"Jiang Qing, did you see that when you were with such a clown, you didn't feel that the price was falling?"

Han Dong shook his head in disdain and felt sorry for Jiang Qing.

However, Jiang Qing has been looking at Qin Feng, because she once again felt the changes in each other's body, that unique charm, no one can imitate.

Qin Feng did not matter to wave his hand, leisurely walk to the stage, in full view of the public, came to the piano in front of sit down.

Seeing this scene, all the people were quiet. They wanted to see what kind of tricks could be made by the guy who was just talking so loud and insulting the piano.

Wang Shuwei looks scornful and doesn't speak. This kind of person can understand the advantages of others only after he loses his face. Compared with piano art, Longhai City says that he is the first, and no one dares to say the second.

When Qin Feng's hands beat gently, in an instant, Wang Shuwei's face changed slightly.

The familiar melody, just into the ear, let his heart tremble, it turned out to be a great piano artist, Chopin's grand Rondo.

You know, this is a very difficult piece of music. Even he himself can't complete that high level of skill.

The clear and melodious music of the piano, the rhythm of the melody...

difficult to understand the emotional expression, sometimes deep, but there is no lack of strong stress. Sometimes melodious, lack of theme melody. Like the sound of mountains and rivers, the spiritual realm is empty and clear, and it is also like the song of destiny, deep and surging.

After a song, Qin Feng lit a cigarette, but did not leave his seat. Instead, he played a song again. Then, he did not open his mouth. His unique voice sang the song of Youshen, which spread throughout the venue.

At this moment, all the people were quiet. The angry faces turned into enjoyment, and a trace of resonance emotion generated with the music. They were immersed in the music and singing and couldn't extricate themselves.

Jiang Qing looked at the stage with both hands in her hands. She never imagined what a perfect man would look like.

Perhaps, the perfect man is Qin Feng, who is always with him, relaxed, natural and unrestrained. At the main moment, he can always create infinite novelty and surprise people.

After a long time, the sound of the piano has stopped and the singing is over. Qin Feng suddenly gets up with no expression on his face.

"Whoosh!"

At the moment when he got up, he won the respect and admiration of all the people. The applause was continuous, and the waves were higher than the waves. The enthusiastic people forgot Qin Feng's arrogance just now, and only saw a young man who performed the music to the full.

Wang Fengwei stepped down to the bottom of the platform.

"I'm sorry, it was Meng Lang just now. You are the master!"

Wang Shuwei felt that he couldn't be so skillful and natural in both the first Rondo rhythm music and the second playing and singing music, which was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

This is the highest realm, and Qin Feng picked it up casually, which he did not admire.

"Ha ha, what master is just boring and playing."

Qin Feng himself has no interest in piano. The reason why he can play is that he has participated in this kind of exchange meeting too many times. Of course, he has a task. After a long time, he can become such an occasion, disguised as a waiter, a guest, and even a later pianist.

While Wang Shuwei expressed his respect, the whole crowd stood up.

"Master, I'm so lucky!"

The group all bent down deeply and bowed to Qin Feng on the stage, while he lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and waved without any style.

This kind of occasion sees many, piano music, can never tell his heart's emotion, only the eastern classical music, can let him completely open mind to express.

Chopin can't play out his sadness.

"Qin Feng, you can even play the piano. It's really"

when Qin Feng comes to Jiang Qing, the other party's face is excited, and the love in his eyes is no longer covered up, which makes Qin Feng very proud once.

It's a good thing to have beautiful women in favor of them.

it's just that Han Dong on one side has a gloomy face and a bitter look in his eyes.

Everything prepared tonight, but only do wedding clothes, all let Qin Feng take the limelight.

When Qin Fengqing does not want to take the initiative to hold Qin fengjiang.

"You don't deserve to be with Jiang Qing. You have to eat and drink in my restaurant. You look like a lump of Baba, which only makes people sick. It's better to stay away from Qingqing, otherwise"

Qin Feng slapped Han Dong's head with a big slap in the face, which made Han Dong's head crooked, his teeth fell off, and he looked dull when he raised his head."Pa!"

It was another slap in the face, but this time it was Jiang Qing, who was merciless. In an instant, he completely forgot Han Dong and stared at them leaving.

After leaving the meeting hall, outside, Jiang Qing's originally rigid face suddenly appeared a smile.

"It's so refreshing. That slap was really enjoyable. I didn't expect that Han Dong became so ugly!"

Jiang Qing shook her head helplessly. All of a sudden, she frowned. Han Dong came to the gate with a group of people. Qin Feng and Qin Feng were surrounded in an instant.

Qin Feng's eyes moved, swept over the group of people, with disdain in the eyes.

A group of small minions are simple, convenient and quick to pack up. They can even give them a set meal for fracture.

"Damn it, Jiang Qing, you cunt. I've given up everything for you. You beat me up for such a rubbish. None of you want to have a better life today!"

Han Dong looks like a pervert. His emotions are stimulated and he roars at them.

Around the group of thugs, are also fierce, as long as he orders, do not hesitate to start.

"Unreasonable, Han Dong, you are no longer the Han Dong I knew before. Don't contact again in the future. You make me feel sick."

There is Qin Feng in the place, Jiang Qing is not afraid, the sense of security has never disappeared, wrapped in the whole body.

"Ha ha, OK, I'll make you sick once today. In front of this garbage, I'll make you sick in the street, and see who is more disgusting."

With that, Han Dong stepped back and waved his big hand ferociously.

Suddenly, that group of thugs would rush up, and Qin Feng looked at another place at this time, raised his hand and said, "slow down!"