The sound of the piano is like a flood breaking the dike. As the dike collapses, it becomes more and more violent and violent!

Pear blossoms are raining, stormy waves!

Many people were completely stunned for a long time, and some even sat on the seat behind them with their legs weak, but they were unconscious.

The impact of the sound of the piano on their hearts was too fierce, and it actually caused them to fall into a temporary loss of control of their spirit.

At the end of the song, there was only a dead silence left in the hall.

Jiang Feng seemed to ignore anyone's shock.

He stood up silently and took out a box of matches from his arms that he seemed to have been with him for a long time but had never used before. Then Jiang Feng opened the front cover of the piano and touched the strings under the front cover.

Thorn!

The moment the match touched the strings, a beam of flame jumped quietly!

The fierce playing that had surpassed the limit before actually caused the strings that had been beating and rubbing to reach a terrifying high temperature, which directly ignited the match!

When the match was lit, Jiang Feng took out another cigarette, lit it with the match, and then placed the cigarette on the edge of the piano, and spontaneously ignited it, as if an ancient ceremony had been completed.

"This is the third piano concerto?!"

A music star from Northern Province was shocked. Seeing Jiang Feng's actions, he suddenly realized something and suddenly spoke up!

What!!!

When the others heard the sound, they had not yet come back to their senses, their faces changed wildly again. The Third Piano Concerto, isn't that the number one difficulty song in the world?

Even international music giants may not be able to play such a song smoothly, but Jiang Feng did not pause at all and played this song in an almost perfect posture?

"If anyone can perform the third piano concerto to the extreme, please light a match with the strings and pay tribute to my dead musical undead with a cigarette."

At this moment, many people suddenly remembered a sentence that the father of piano in the international world had said before the temporary period. After that, everyone looked at Jiang Feng blankly again, as if they were looking at a ghost!

Is this still a human?

How old is he?

As for the competition that Xiao Zhenghao mentioned before, no one cares about it at this time. Is this still a competition? No, in front of the third piano concerto, using the two words "Compet" is simply an insult to this song!

This is simply an absolute crush.

Today, all the younger generation of music celebrities are coming. They know better than anyone else what kind of musical miracle this scene is.

"This, this is impossible!"

Xiao Zhenghao's body was shocked, his face was completely pale, he was defeated, no, he was not worthy of defeating in front of this song. His so-called number one person in the younger generation of music was not as good as trash in front of Jiang Feng!

He may not be worthy of carrying shoes to Jiang Feng!

Competition, kneel down and beg for mercy?

He now wants to find a crack in the ground and go straight into it!

He felt that everyone's eyes were like palms, sucking his face hard!

"Jiang Feng..." Ye Xiangjun murmured to herself, the impact of this scene in front of her was even more terrifying.

Jiang Feng did not speak anymore. He looked at the smoke lit on the piano and remembered the deceased elder who taught him the piano when he was in the gantry when he was a child.

Jiang Feng sighed and bowed gently to the piano. Then he ignored the shocked people, nor did he let Xiao Zhenghao cash out the bet again, and walked out of the hall.

Everyone looked at Jiang Feng's back. Someone wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in their throats when they were on their lips. They had no idea how to talk to Jiang Feng at this time.

"This is waste?"

"If he was a waste, what were we?"

A few girls playing music in the crowd looked at Jiang Feng's back, leaving only endless looking up and admiration.

"Jiang Feng, my grandfather wants to invite you to the chess hall tomorrow!"

Suddenly, when Jiang Feng's figure was about to disappear, Ye Xiangjun woke up from the extreme shock and quickly chased after him and shouted.
Chapter completed!