Chapter 422

Smith sat back in his chair. His eyes looked at Yantao for a moment, holding a pen and a book in his hand.

Always be ready to take notes.

The prelude, just as he thought, depicts a paradise with an idyllic symphony.

However, there is still no connection with the title of the song.

Smith looked forward and waited. He had a hunch that the next tune would be absolutely different.

He guessed right.

Change, yes!

giant earthquakes and landslides!

Mountains and rivers collapse!

The young man's slightly closed peach blossom eyes don't know when to open. At the moment, the bottom of the eyes is filled with a sharp color like a dagger.

Slender white fingers pressed heavily on the keys, as if she was under the broken mountains and rivers and falling stars!

Smith has never heard such piano music!

Mysterious and grand!

It should not belong to this era, it should belong to the bright future, the brilliant galaxy!

The piano music is getting faster and faster, and the rhythm changes several times.

The boy used the timbre of the piano incisively and vividly. He heard Smith's hands tremble and felt it.

He seemed to stand in the universe, outside a galaxy of stars.

Witnessing the war and killing.

Gunfire exploded in my ears, and countless bright fireworks fell and destroyed with the stars and dissipated invisibly.

The piano sound is accompanied by a strong murderous spirit. It seems that he is the party in control of the war.

But he failed!

You can only be an outsider and see the smoke disappear and the bright stars disappear.

Grief, desire.

Smith's scalp cracked. He could hardly believe it. It was just a piano song.

The young man at the piano withdrew his hand, and his handsome face showed a trace of indifference.

One song, end.

Smith sat blankly, immersed in the piano music for a long time.

Until he felt the cold on his face, he reached out and touched the cold tears.

He cried.

Smith has been shaking his hands for years.

He no longer had a pure appreciation of piano music.

Whenever you hear the piano sound, the first reaction is, how about the technique?

Is your playing level high?

When he was young, the excitement of hearing Qin music gradually left him.

"Teacher."

Smith didn't pick up the handkerchief handed over by the student. He stood up with a little emotion on his old face.

The old man stood in front of the piano and silently looked at the boy. However, he bowed down without warning.

Standard 90 degrees, salute.

Yan taojun was stunned and avoided Smith's bow. "What are you doing, Mr. Smith?"

Smith pressed the boy's hand, and his blue eyes were full of tears. "Yan, please accept my gift of thanks."

thank?

Yan Tao frowned and no longer avoided.

"For many years, I haven't heard any more playing to integrate myself into feelings." Smith smiled bitterly. "A performer can't enjoy piano music purely."

What a sad thing for him.

"Yan, you have given me a new life today," Smith said seriously. "My rebirth in piano career."

"You Chinese people often say that Phoenix Nirvana, death and rebirth. Probably, it can be used to describe me at the moment."

Yan Tao: "congratulations."

Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "Mr. Smith, you should ask the old woman to see your concert in the future."

Smith's eyes were full of excitement, and his heart knot had been untied for many years, and the whole person was much more relaxed.

"That's absolute!" said Smith. "When I'm ready, you'll be the first to invite."