The Cold President's Best Master

Lang Yundi looked at Lu Chong suspiciously. This product is either a genius or an idiot!

Even though master Freeman, Lang Yundi's teacher, tried to play three times countless times, although he didn't insist on playing it, he also read the music score countless times, but every time he played, he would look at the music score. He couldn't play without the music score, let alone make it as it is.

Lu Chong's goods are good. He said he could get them out. Is he even better than his master?

Lang Yundi didn't believe it. He thought Lu Chong was still cheating him!

If he is so frightened by Lu Chong and runs away without fighting, it will be a disgrace!

If he can resist and let Lu Chong show his true colors, it will be Lu Chong, not him, who will lose face at that time!

So Lang Yundi said loudly, "well, as long as you can get the score out, I'll play this song with you. Even if it breaks down, I'll fight with you to the end!"

Hearing Lang Yundi's words, Lu Chong couldn't help laughing. This was the smile when the hunter buried the trap and saw the prey fall into the trap.

No one can see through Lu Chong's smile, only Jiang Yuyan can feel it, because every time he smiles like this, his enemies will be very miserable!

Lu Chong asked someone to bring a pen and a piece of paper, then sat down in a chair and began to draw music scores.

Seeing Lu Chong's pen flying, Lang Yundi and the more than 100000 audience below were all stunned!

This product is not kidding, not scaring Lang Yundi!

He's serious! Really!

It's a real thing every time. It's killing people!

In particular, the man who threatened to broadcast laxiang live just now and the man who threatened to eat a ton of Xiang before were all confused!

Fortunately, other audiences are not so serious!

Lu Chong didn't bother to pay attention to these people's attitude and regarded them as air. Now, in his eyes, in addition to Jiang Yuyan, Lin Yumi is Lin Yumi. In addition, there is a nasty green headed fly to be completely trampled to death!

There is a kind of genius in the world. They have amazing memory. They are walking copiers. They can remember everything they have seen for a lifetime just by looking at it, including every detail. Since there is a puzzle program called what brain, people will find that there are still a lot of such high IQ geniuses.

Lu Chong is still a leader among those talents with high IQ. His memory is completely reproducible. He recalls the music score he saw when learning from Frege Riemann, the king of piano. The music score is like a printed music score standing in his mind. He can only draw it as it is!

Lu Chong waved his pen like flying clouds and flowing water. There was no stagnation at all. It was just a stroke. In just a few minutes, he drew all of them. Then he stood up and handed the score to Lang Yundi with a mysterious smile on his face: "here is the score. Let's start playing now!"

Lang Yundi watched Lu Chong draw a musical score on a piece of white paper. He was as numb as a chicken!

Did Lu Chong really draw all the music scores of La San?

He opened his eyes and looked at Lu Chong, hoping to find Lu Chong's loophole from Lu Chong's facial expression, but he was disappointed. Except for the damn mysterious smile, Lu Chong's face was very calm, calm like the sea in winter.

He had to take the paper and look down carefully.

I saw that the paper was full of staff, and each note was very small. Only in that way could it be concentrated on a piece of paper. There were hundreds of notes in some paragraphs, dense like a pile of ants. If people with dense phobia saw this score, they would collapse without playing.

Before that, his master Freeman wouldn't let him see the music score of La San, because Freeman felt that Lang Yundi's technology was not mature enough, and due to his talent, he might not be able to play La San all his life. It's better not to touch it instead of trying hard to play La San and becoming a psychopath.

Therefore, Lang Yundi has no way to determine whether it is La San's music score, but he can feel that this music score is definitely the most complex music score he has ever seen, and even the most complex music score in the world!

Since he couldn't see it, Lang Yundi went to the piano, sat down and played the one in front first according to the music score, which fully explained that Lu Chong probably played it and finished it!

After all, if you don't really play the score, you can't remember it so clearly if you just spell your amazing memory!

The audience couldn't see the content on the score, but they could see the truth through Lang Yundi's expression of horror and death on the big screen, and exclaimed: "God! Really, such a complex score may be the most complex score in the world, and he drew it all with his memory!"

"People are so angry. For example, I can't even play to Alice without the music score. People can even recite it!"

"Lu Chongtai... It's awesome. I've already said that our goddess won't choose an idiot as her boyfriend!"

"Come on, who just said that if Lu Chong was stronger than Lang Yundi, he would eat a ton of Xiang on the spot!"

"Did I say it? I didn't say it. Look at Lang Yundi's face. It's terrible. It can be seen that Lang Yundi has been restrained and shocked to death!"

"Oh, Lu Chong is so powerful. I worship you!"

"Didn't you just say that if Lu Chong could draw it, you would broadcast La Xiang live on the spot?"

"No, I mean, if Lu Chong can't draw it, I'll press La Xiang on the spot!"

The audience of more than 100000 people are all boiling. Now everyone has changed their previous examination and suspicion of Lu Chong. Now they are full of expectations. They expect Lu Chong to have a peak duel with Lang Yundi, the most difficult La San in the world!

Looking at the jubilant appearance of the 120 thousand audience, Jiang YuYan's face as gorgeous as peach and plum could not help showing a proud, sweet and happy expression, and looking at Lu Chong's eyes with infinite tenderness: "Chong, you are always so amazing and full of expectation. I expect you to do something miraculous! Chong, they are all wrong. You are so perfect! I am a little ashamed of myself!"