Hearing Ye Tianlong''s words, the audience was a little quiet, surprised, at a loss, but more contempt.


    Lin Shaoqing has shown great strength. Her professional standard is enough to defeat the whole audience. Even the zither player of Cuihu club, who has a beard and plays aloof all day, has lowered his head.


    Xu Jiajia, the girl in blue they sent, even dared not go on the stage.


    Ye Tianlong, a boy who has come out of nowhere, dares to challenge Lin Shaoqing and even say that he doesn''t deserve to carry his pants. He''s just out of his mind.


    So in addition to the eyes of blue Xiaomo has excitement and expectations, the rest of the Ye Tianlong are questioned more than hope.


    Xu Jiajia and ye Tianlong don''t hold out hope either. The road of the car skill competition is bright, which doesn''t mean that Qin art can beat Lin Shaoqing.


    Most importantly, they think that people who can race cars and play the piano are almost a myth.


    "Boy, what did you just say?"


    After a short silence, zhaofenger youth stood up, looked at Ye Tianlong fiercely, and roared: "it''s not worth carrying pants? Do you want to die? "


    The rest of his companions also rolled up their sleeves and leaned up. They were so aggressive that they wanted to beat Ye Tianlong. They obviously felt that they insulted Lin Shaoqing.


    Lin Shaoqing didn''t respond. Her pretty face rose slightly, which came from her disdain and disgust.


    "What for?"


    Seeing the young people of zhaofenger, they gathered around Ye Tianlong, and LAN Xiaomo went to the top with a hula, full of momentum: "do you want to fight?"


    "You are allowed to say that we don''t deserve to carry shoes, and you are not allowed to say that you don''t deserve to carry trousers?"


    LAN Xiaomo''s tone is very overbearing: "Huo Ziguang, this is Mingjiang, not the port city. If you want to be wild, you should weigh your ability first."


    Hearing LAN Xiaomo''s words, zhaofenger youth''s mouth touched for a moment, looked at Xu Jiajia''s numerous and powerful people, and waved to stop his companion''s action.


    He looked at LAN Xiaomo with a smile: "wild? Do you think we will? We are intellectuals, not upstarts. "


    "We came up just to see what such a vulgar and rude guy looks like."


    Huo Zi light Ye Tianlong laugh: "as we expected, look like you, crooked melon crack jujube, the whole body is also smell of copper."


    "What can such a person play? Just now when you were fighting painting, you were also very arrogant. What happened? Is that painting interesting? "


    There was another burst of laughter in the audience, which made Xu Jiajia unable to hang on their faces, but the bloody fact made them bow their heads.


    Just now, each side drew a picture of a fierce tiger coming out of the mountain. The other side threw a few blocks at Mingjiang players in terms of charm and structure.


    LAN Xiaomo clenched his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "what is a win or lose? Who laughs last is the real winner. "


    Huo Ziguang sneered: "what do you laugh at?"


    "Lan Xiaomo, don''t be shameful. Now that you''re going away, you''ll be said to be cowardly. If you go on stage, you''ll be a laughing stock."


    Ye Tianlong didn''t speak. He just calmly looked at Lin Shaoqing and recalled the melody just now.


    Lin Shaoqing thinks that ye Tianlong covets her beauty, and her pretty face is even more invincible. She also shows a clear aversion to Ye Tianlong.


    "I don''t deserve to lift my pants?"


    At this time, Huo Ziguang''s smile suddenly sank, staring at the thoughtful Ye Tianlong: "boy, what are you? How dare you say that to Shaoqing? "


    "I tell you, today, you either show your strength to fight in the face, or kneel down to kowtow and apologize to Shaoqing, or I''ll kill you sooner or later."


    A group of companions are also full of hostility, staring at Ye Tianlong.


    Huo Shao looked at LAN Xiaomo again: "today''s competition is the way you have drawn. Now you need to be a turtle. You can live up to our promise."


    "Admit to everyone in public that you don''t deserve to carry our shoes."


    "Dare not fight, but also creak crooked, deliberately create trouble to escape, that will only make me more despise you."


    His arms suddenly open: "everyone will know that you are a group of waste, or the kind of faceless and skinnless."


    "Have you finished?"


    Ye Tianlong stretched out his hand to hold the angry LAN Xiaomo, and then looked at Huo Shao blandly: "with that, let''s give way to block me from going on stage."


    Huo Ziguang was stunned and then furious: "boy, LAN Xiaomo dare not be so rampant. What are you?"


    "Tianlong super run, the new president."


    Ye Tianlong patted Huo Ziguang on the shoulder: "Ye Tianlong."


    After that, he pushed away Huo Ziguang and went straight to the central stage


    With a wave of their fists, LAN Xiaomo looked nervous and excited: "come on, president! President, come on


    Huo Ziguang can''t stop a Leng, didn''t expect that ye Tianlong is the new president of the club?


    But soon there was a trace of disapproval. The driver can play the steering wheel, play the piano and laugh to death.


    Lin Shaoqing also looked at Ye Tianlong coldly, his eyes with a trace of banter: looking for abuse!"Pa Pa Pa!"


    The lights around the piano turn on again, and the stage becomes bright again.


    "Whoosh -"


    Ye Tianlong quickly sat down and swept the small plate in front of him. In it were all kinds of bills given to the zither player by the guests. They were colorful and beautiful.


    There is also a box of cigarettes beside the bill. Ye Tianlong pinches one out and holds it in his mouth. He seldom smokes, but it doesn''t mean he won''t.


    From last night to today, his physical strength and energy are overdrawn too much. He needs something to refresh himself. The nicotine in his cigarette can make him feel better.


    But ye Tianlong didn''t light it. He just bit the cigarette and fell into LAN Xiaomo''s eyes, with a little bit of ruffian breath.


    "Ding Ding -"


    afterwards, ye Tianlong relaxed his body a little and put his finger on the black and white key.


    He pressed the key of the piano with one finger and made a very sharp sound.


    Then, like a child, he pressed back and forth three times from beginning to end, without rhythm, making a very hard to hear noise.


    "NIMA! Is this a dry bird? It''s awful. "


    "Yes, it''s worse than street craftsmanship. It''s more than 50 cents a song."


    "My three-year-old niece, Eliza, is ten times better than him. It''s a challenge. I don''t know what to do."


    In the resplendent hall, all kinds of voices of doubt and disdain soon rang out, except for the silence of LAN Xiaomo and others.


    Huo Ziguang and his gang directly ridicule Ye Tianlong and think that ye Tianlong is just overpowering himself.


    Several gorgeous waiters also restrained their emotions, but their eyes were also light sarcasm.


    "This gentleman, this piano is Yamaha..."


    The zither player with a beard walked to the side of the stage and squeezed out an ugly expression: "I just bought one for a month."


    This piano is very valuable. If it is damaged by Ye Tianlong, he will work for nothing for a year.


    His words are very tactful, but the meaning can''t be clearer: if you can''t play the piano, just roll down and don''t spoil Laozi''s business.


    "This is a song I just learned, dedicated to Mingjiang''s brothers and sisters."


    Just as the voice of people calling for ye Tianlong to step down became louder, ye Tianlong bit his cigarette and squeezed out a sentence: "I hope you like it."


    The noisy piano suddenly changes its style and makes a pleasant sound.


    It''s like the morning wind blowing across the vast river. Huo Ziguang and his friends clearly see that the thick skinned Ye Tianlong seems to have changed a person.


    Cynical smile, become quiet, noble, focused, even ruffian breath, have become unique.


    LAN Xiaomo muttered to himself: "brother, I want to conquer you."