The queen’s wife is on the show, I can’t hide it anymore

In the corridor leading to the backstage, Wang Chuan waited for Zheng Yan's response with a confident look.

This challenge to Zheng Yan was his premeditated idea.

Not many people on the Internet boast that Zheng Yan's guitar and piano skills are very powerful.

He was ashamed of himself when it came to guitar, but not necessarily for the piano.

As long as he surpasses Zheng Yan in piano technology, then he can use Zheng Yan's popularity and instantly increase his fame.

And he happens to have a certain attainment in piano.

In the past, in world competitions, he also won the top 50 rankings.

Zheng Yan is just an ordinary composer, how can piano technology be comparable to him as a professional player.

Chen Wenzhong and Guan Songlin were also nearby, waiting for Zheng Yan's response with a good look.

However, in their hearts, they were extremely disdainful of Wang Chuan's behavior.

Everyone is a composer, and if you want to compete, you should also compete in songwriting, and playing the piano is simply a bull's head and a horse's mouth.

They also faintly sensed Wang Chuan's intentions, and they looked down on Wang Chuan even more.

Next, in the show, they would have had many opportunities to fight with Zheng Yan, as long as they beat Zheng Yan in terms of songs, their fame would naturally exist.

Now Wang Chuan is so impatient to prove himself, or use the method of side door, which inevitably makes people look down by three points.

"Zheng Yan, you don't have to worry.

I don't bully you either, we'll play the music you can, how about basic skills and stability?"

Wang Chuan saw that Zheng Yan did not respond for a long time, his mind turned, and he realized that Zheng Yan might not dare to fight because of his poor technology, and suddenly his face smiled even better.

Immediately, he took the initiative to reduce the technical difficulty and invited Zheng Yan again.

With so many people watching at the scene, if Zheng Yan did not dare to fight, then as long as today's events were passed on, Zheng Yan's face would be lost.

"Okay, I promised you."

Zheng Yan frowned and thought for a long time, and finally agreed.

The entertainment industry is a typical Vanity Fair.

Since the passivity became more and more famous, Zheng Yan knew that he could no longer settle down.

Even if he himself does not want to take the initiative to cause trouble, there will be more and more people who want to step on him.

Wang Chuan is clearly an example.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble in the future, Zheng Yan has decided that he will no longer hide his strength in this "Star Singer-Songwriter".

So as not to be annoyed by those cats and dogs who come to him every day.

And Wang Chuan was the first object he used to show his strength.

"Okay, there's a piano over there in the lounge, let's go over now."

When Wang Chuan heard Zheng Yan agree, his face suddenly exuded an extremely excited smile.

Hurriedly led the way ahead.

Guan Songlin and Chen Wenzhong naturally did not miss this opportunity to see the excitement, and quickly followed the footsteps of the two.

Even many staff members who were fine for the time being followed a few people to the lounge excitedly, ready to watch the competition between the two composers.

Not long after, Shu Yuan, the chief director who was still directing the recording in the recording hall, learned the information that Zheng Yan and Wang Chuan were about to compete.

A flash of essence flashed in his small eyes, and he quickly ordered the staff next to him to take the camera to the battlefield to clearly capture the precious battle picture.

"Wang Chuan, are you sure you want to play the same tune with me?"

Zheng Yan sat in front of the piano and asked Wang Chuan again.

"The words I say will naturally not change, as long as it is a piano song!"

Wang Chuan's face was very confident, and his response was categorical.

Many people looked at Wang Chuan in surprise, and there was some awe in their eyes.

As a well-known composer, Wang Chuan competed with Zheng Yan in front of the public, and it was definitely impossible to speak in vain.

Since I dare to say this now, it is obvious that Wang Chuan's piano level is very superb.

"Okay, then I'll start."

Zheng Yan nodded with a smile, and his slender fingers slowly placed on the black and white keys.

The piano piece he wants to play this time is "Memories of Tang Huang", which is very difficult in this world.

Even the world's top pianists can't guarantee that this piece will be perfect every time.

"Don't forget to pretend now, you'll know to cry later."

Wang Chuan watched on the side that Zheng Yan did not play directly, but first closed his eyes and pretended to be a master, and silently said ruthlessly in his heart.

The other people watching the excitement also calmed down and did not make a single sound, so as not to disturb Zheng Yan's thoughts.

However, although they did not make a sound, everyone held a mobile phone above their heads, faithfully recording Zheng Yan's current picture.

"Ding..." As

Zheng Yan pressed the keys for the first time, the performance finally began.

I saw that Zheng Yan's hand seemed to twitch intermittently, and almost all of them produced afterimages when they were fast.

When it is slow, it is like carrying the power of a thousand pounds, so that the sound of the keys has a shocking feeling.

And the most exaggerated thing is that Zheng Yan has always maintained an extremely calm expression on his face, and he doesn't seem to feel hard at all.

Wang Chuan on the side just listened to a few notes, and he knew what the song Zheng Yan was playing.

Before he could laugh at Zheng Yan's self-sufficiency, he was stunned by Zheng Yan's next series of actions.

With his piano level, he actually didn't hear a little mistake in Zheng Yan's playing!

Even he felt that Zheng Yan's rhythmic processing was more delicate than those top piano masters!

How is this possible!

Zheng Yan is just an ordinary composer, how can the piano reach such a point!

Compared with the disbelief in Wang Chuan's heart, Chen Wenzhong and the others were also stunned to watch Zheng Yan play, and their mouths did not close for a long time.

Although they are not piano professionals, they do not know the specific difficulty of the piece.

But looking at Zheng Yan's dazzling movements, it is clear that the difficulty of this piece must not be low.

The most surprising thing is that Zheng Yandan's ease is also easy, and his emotional expression is also extremely strong.

Listening to Zheng Yan play the piano actually had the illusion that they were enjoying the musical.

The onlookers listened with passion, and as Zheng Yan's mind continued to rise and fall, he almost forgot that he was raising his hand to shoot.

"Okay, let's go here.

Wang Chuan, it's your turn. Zheng

Yan did not play the whole song, only played it for about five minutes and then stopped.

None of the people present questioned Zheng Yan's decision.

According to the level that Zheng Yan showed just now, it was enough to prove his strength on the piano.

"This..." Hearing

Zheng Yan's reminder, Wang Chuan eased his senses, his face turned red, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Everyone watched Zheng Yan's performance, and he went up to play without measuring his strength, wasn't he looking for abuse?

The crowd of onlookers also turned their eyes and mobile phones to Wang Chuan, who was in an embarrassing situation, with an expression of being ready to see a joke.

Some people who are not very good at emotional control, even seeing Wang Chuan's state of cringing and shrinking at this time, couldn't help but chuckle out loud.