"Who is Xia Bingyao? So happy!"

"Yes, I can actually let the King of Thousand Kings play "Blue Danube" himself."

"It's so romantic. The play of "Blue Danube" is quite difficult. It is divided into five short sections in total. The rhythm is bright and elastic, reflecting a gorgeous and elegant style."

The socialites and young models around them were also blushing.

Xia Bingyao never smiled from beginning to end, and was still so cold and unwilling to even look at Ma Lin.

At this time, Tang Long walked forward and curled his lips, "I knew my wife would not cuckold me. How could she be as good as Tang Long's toes?"

Xia Bingyao shook the red wine and said indifferently: "You are thinking too much. The reason why I don't look at Malin is because he is too perfect. I'm afraid that I will vomit when I see you in the future."

puff.

Tang Long spurted out an old blood. Is this the reason why Xia Bingyao dared not go to see Ma Lin? It was really a striking person.

"Hmph, isn't it just playing piano music? I can do it." Tang Long snorted and said angrily.

Xia Bingyao touched Tang Long's forehead and said coldly: "You don't have a fever, are you? Why did you start talking nonsense?"

Once again, I was ruthlessly hit by the goddess!

It seems that it will not work if I don’t show off my piano talent today.

Marin in front of the piano beating his hands, and the melodious piano music spread throughout the hall.

Soon, Marin finished playing, attracting bursts of cheers.

"That's perfect, I've never heard such a good piano piece."

"Yes, I was intoxicated by hearing it, like a carefree boating on the undulating Danube River."

"Genius, I didn't expect Marin's "Blue Danube" to be played so well."

As Marin got up, all the famous socialites and young models surrounded him and began to ask Marin for his autograph.

Marin, on the other hand, looked cold and said in a serious voice: "I'm sorry, I, Marin, have someone in my heart, and it's absolutely impossible to accommodate a second person."

While talking, Malin kept looking at Xia Bingyao.

Obviously, Xia Bingyao is the person Ma Lin mentioned.

Bang.

At this moment, Marin snapped his fingers, and soon, countless roses fell from the top of the hall.

Immediately afterwards, a projection appeared in mid-air, I love you!

"Together!"

"Together!"

"Together!"

The socialites and young models around also started to make excuses.

Marin opened his mouth and took a rose in his mouth and walked slowly towards Xia Bingyao.

Lin Meng gasped and said, "So...so handsome."

Bang.

Tang Long knocked Lin Meng's head and cursed angrily: "Shirtful Mao Shuai, isn't he just a little whiter?"

Xia Bingyao took a sip of red wine and said indifferently: "Tang Long, what should I do if you think I should do?"

"What else can I do? Of course I slapped Malin hard. Damn, a little white-faced person, dared to seduce my wife in front of me, so I won't abuse him to death!" Tang Long twitched a few times, wiping up the sleeves of his shirt, and looking like he was about to fight Malin desperately.

At this time, Su Qingli walked forward and said coldly: "Don't be impulsive, there may be snipers nearby."

Sure enough, when Tang Long moved his perspective, there was a sniper in the northwest and southeast corners of the hall.

With Marin's gesture, maybe the two snipers will shoot Tang Long on the spot.

As the King of Thousand Kings, how could it be that there is no backup plan?

Otherwise Marin would not have lived until now.

"Bingyao, be my Malin's woman, I will make you happy for the rest of your life!" At this time, Malin slowly knelt on the ground and handed over the rose in his mouth.

Xia Bingyao didn't say anything, but just took a sip of the red wine.

"It's bad, it's really bad!"

Tang Long, who was standing beside him, shook his head slightly and said contemptuously: "Malin, "Blue Danube" has only five short sections in total, you just played three short sections wrong, and the other two short sections also lack the rhythm."

Marin hummed softly: "Do you understand the piano? You also comment on the piano music I played?"

"The second paragraph has a melody jumping, ups and downs and progressing layer by layer. At the end, it should suddenly drop to B major, which can appear graceful and tactful, and form a sharp contrast with the first part, so that it can bring the audience's emotions and failure."

"There is also the fourth short section. The emotions are not passionate and unrestrained enough. In fact, playing the piano is like singing. You need to be emotionally immersed, but you only think about the things between men and women, or failure!"

"Especially the fifth paragraph, you can't play it so hard that you need to turn to A major, but you keep playing it in B major. I have to say that you don't have the talent for piano at all, you're just playing it randomly, failure in failure!"

Tang Long smoked a cigarette and commented one by one.

Ma Lin's face turned red with anger. In fact, he knew that at his level, he could only deceive the little girl. If he met an expert, he would definitely be criticized for being incomplete.

But what Marin unexpectedly was that Tang Long could actually point out his shortcomings in piano music, and it was similar to those commented by international piano masters, and even more detailed.

"You...you are talking nonsense!" Marin argued with a tough bullet.

"That's right, Marin is handsome and must play the piano well."

"Jealousy, it's definitely jealousy!"

The little girls around them also began to stand up for Marin.

At this time, an old man walked forward, and he leaned on a crutch and said, "This young man gave a good comment, and he was obviously a piano master."

Someone shouted arrogantly: "Old man, who are you? Could it be the counselor you found by this kid?"

"My name is Ji Tingli, and she is the dean of Donghai Conservatory of Music!" the old man smiled faintly.

"Ji Tingli? I'll go. He has won the championship of the Chopin International Piano Competition for three consecutive times. He also knows how to compose music. For example, some international blockbusters, the Metropolitan City invited Dean Ji Tingli to compose music, but I heard that he had finished writing."

"Ji...Ji Tingli?! Oh my god, why is it him? I heard that film and television superstar Li Qiantong is a disciple of Master Ji Tingli. As long as he is at the level of the God of Songs, most of them are half of Ji Tingli's disciples. What he said is definitely not fake."

"But that person named Tang Long looks so ordinary. Could it be that he is really a piano master?"

At this moment, everyone turned their heads and looked at Tang Long, with admiration on their faces.

At this time, Ji Tingli walked forward, looked down at Malin, and said indifferently: "Young man, the piano is used for playing, not for picking up girls, not for me to hit you, the piano piece "Blue Danube" you played is the level of elementary school students, and it is so bad that it is too bad."

"You...you!"

Marlington felt humiliated, but he didn't dare to do anything about Ji Tingli, because Ji Tingli's identity was there.

Seeing Ma Lin leaving in a furious manner, Ji Tingli took out a business card and smiled and said, "My friend, are you interested in coming to our Donghai Conservatory of Music to be a teacher?"

"Sorry, that's not the life I want."

Tang Long looked at Ji Tingli with a confused look and smoked, "I have nothing to pursue, I just want my wife and children to get the hotheads."

Ji Tingli sighed, "Oh, it's such a pity for that one million."

Seeing that Ji Tingli was about to turn around and leave, Tang Long hurriedly shouted: "Wait, I will go, for the sake of the Chinese music scene, I, Tang Long, will never refuse to die!"
Chapter completed!