MTL - The Man from Hell-Chapter 53 Song of Soul!

Rubbish!

When the words of the night breeze spit out, whether it is Fang Ying, or a beautiful woman in white, or Li Zhiqiang, all of them look aggressive!

They couldn't think of it, Yefeng's evaluation was so violent!

Especially the beautiful woman in white, when she heard these two words, the whole pretty face suddenly looked difficult.

And Li Zhiqiang, after a moment's flick, burst into laughter:

"Hahaha ... Ye Feng, you are so interesting! You may not know it, Miss Qin Xue is a tenth-grade piano, especially her teacher, but the most famous master Ling in the country! You even said her piano music Trash, I'm laughing so hard! "

志 Li Zhiqiang obviously thought that Yefeng didn't understand piano music at all, and the evaluation at this moment was also intentionally trying to win everyone's attention.

But, this way is too stupid!

Wu Fangying's pretty face was slightly awkward, she said to Ye Feng:

"Yefeng, you are so rude! Apologize to Qin Xue!"

I apologize?

The night wind froze, then shrugged slightly:

"I didn't want to say it, you asked me to say it!"

This guy……

I heard Ye Feng was still quibbling, and the white beauty Qin Xue was irritated.

I want to know that she is not only a doctor of medicine graduated from Harvard University, but also one of the gold members of the Huaxia Piano Association, and the first master of the Huaxia piano.

From her debut, she got almost a praise and applause.

The night wind was the first person to say that her piano music was rubbish.

Thought of this, Qin Xue glared at Yefeng:

"Yefeng, I tell you, my teacher is eating at this restaurant today! Your words are not only insulting me, but also my teacher!"

what!

Master Ling Ling is also here?

Tong Fangying and Li Zhiqiang looked at each other slightly. They hurriedly looked at the people in the restaurant, and suddenly found that in one corner, an old man was eating lunch alone.

A lot of customers next to me kept asking for autographs and group photos.

I really are Master Ling!

Wu Fangying and Li Zhiqiang were a little excited.

That is the first person of Huaxia Piano. He has participated in countless international music festivals.

I thought that this big man was here, and Ye Feng used the word 'trash' to insult the big boy's students. Li Zhiqiang was extremely excited:

"Hey ... Ye Feng, don't you say that Qin Xue's piano music is rubbish? Exactly, Master Ling is in the restaurant now. Why don't you go up and play a piano song and let Master Ling appreciate it?"

Speaking of which, Li Zhiqiang's smile grew stronger:

"Master Ling is the first piano player. You talked well or badly, Ling Das own judgment!"

Ok?

The words of Li Zhiqiang made Qin Xue's eyes shine.

"Yes! Ye Feng, you say my piano music is rubbish. Why don't you let me see if it's not rubbish?"

Qi Qinxue's mouth rose, apparently very dissatisfied with Yefeng's evaluation just now.

I heard this, and the night breeze slowly lowered the fork, with helpless expression on his face:

"I'm really here to eat, not to pretend! In addition, the word junk just now is the softest evaluation I can think of! You don't need to be angry!"

What?

No need to be angry?

Qi Qin Xue was so angry that she wanted to squirt this bastard!

Especially, this guy even said that the word “garbage” was the softest evaluation, and it gave Qin Xue an impulse to kill him.

This is so shocking!

"Yefeng, you can either go up and play a song and convince me to take it orally! Or, apologize to me!" Qin Xue said angrily.

Seeing this, Fang Ying clapped her forehead helplessly.

She knows that Ye Feng has completely stimulated Qin Xue.

"Okay! I play!" Ye Feng wiped his hands now, and stood up.

I just said that his words made Qin Xue feel like being chopped by thunder.

那 "Well, can you tell me how to play the piano?"

Huh!

Qin Xue almost spit out old blood.

Your meow won't even play the piano, and there is a face saying that my piano music is garbage?

Fang Ying is also full of black lines, densely packed.

She knew that this **** was not reliable.

I saw that no one answered himself, Ye Feng could only shrug his shoulders helplessly and walked towards the piano in the center of the restaurant.

At this moment, everyone in the restaurant suddenly became interested after seeing someone walking towards the piano.

After all, Qin Xue's piano music was very good before, and later people want to play it, unless they exceed Qin Xue, they will take their own humiliation.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes looked at the night breeze.

Even the master Ling in the corner looked up at the night breeze, and there was a touch of curiosity in his look.

Ye Feng didn't care what others thought. He walked straight to the piano and tried his fingers on the keyboard.

He does not play the piano, but music is interoperable both on earth and in the universe.

The musical instrument is just a means of transmitting music, and nothing more.

Clang clang ...

Ye Feng's fingers, pressing each key, the ear listening to the notes issued by each key.

It's just that his action is to make everyone in the restaurant do nothing.

显然 They obviously saw that Ye Feng was probably the first time to play the piano, and the technique was extremely jerky.

I thought of this, and everyone in the restaurant was uproar.

连 Even the master Ling ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ shook his head and lost interest.

And Li Zhiqiang laughed again:

"Hahaha ... this guy is really an old hat! He wouldn't play the piano at all, just for the purpose of loading pens! But now he's going to be stupid. In front of everyone in the restaurant, He must have lost his face! "

志 Li Zhiqiang was extremely happy.

I was able to see Ye Feng's embarrassment, which was definitely his most hopeful thing.

And just then, the music sounded!

Martyrdom notes, like angels, leaped out.

Each note seems to be able to penetrate the human body and reach the soul.

At this moment, everyone in the restaurant stopped his movements and was stunned.

They felt clearly that their soul's fingers following the night wind were shaking and beating.

As if, what he played was not music, but human soul.

There was a sorrowful and sad mood, exuding from the fingertips of Yefeng.

I feel like an emperor of the universe, leaving his brother, his beloved.

Suddenly, the thoughts made everyone in the restaurant burst into tears.

That sadness renders everyone.

That kind of thought touched every heart.

Master Ling in the corner stiffened completely.

On his wrinkled face, old tears crisscrossed. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the night breeze in front of the piano. His expression was full of shock and incredibleness.

"How can ... how can there be such a beautiful tune! This is a song of soul. He is not playing the piano, but the soul of everyone! Gosh, this song should only exist in heaven, and we can hear it a few times! Soul Song, Soul Master !!! "