Siheyuan, the special forces at the beginning, make me kill you

Han Chunming looked at the man who was speaking, and saw that he was mature and stable, with deep and dark eyes, which gave people an indescribable indifference and an indescribably convincing feeling.

He thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay! I believe what this brother says!"

Cheng Jianjun thought he was sure to win this time, so he quickly lifted his buttocks and sat down on the chair.

"I'll do it! I'll play first!"

After he sat by the piano, he waved to Su Meng.

"Su Meng, come here, let's play together!"

Although this is an opportunity to show herself, and Su Meng just learned piano music, she is still a little embarrassed.

"No! Play it!" In fact, she didn't like Cheng Jianjun even more, and always felt that he was showing off too much.

Cheng Jianjun also enthusiastically waved to Su Meng, "Come on! It's okay! I know you have learned the piano and played it better than me. Why are you being humble? Let's go together?"

"Are you afraid of losing? Just ask someone to cooperate with you?" Li Weiqiang asked with a sarcastic smile.

Cheng Jianjun quickly denied, "No brother!" He actually wanted to get closer to Su Meng.

"Then you don't want to wait for you to lose, so that the other girl will call us master with you?"

"no no!"

Cheng Jianjun looked at Su Meng with a guilty conscience, and saw Su Meng pouted and glared at him unhappily.

He quickly cleared his throat, "Brother! Then I'll play first!"

After speaking, he tried the piano keys on the piano first, and then started to play.

I have to say that this kid has a big head and long fingers, and when he plays, his face is very expressive.

But this is not a show based on face, the piano piece can still be said to be played completely, there are not a few notes wrong, and most people can't hear it.

We must know that at the end of the 70s, being able to play the piano was not an opportunity for ordinary families, and it also required talent.

After Cheng Jianjun finished his performance, everyone applauded and said hello.

"Jianjun, when did you learn the piano? It's amazing!"

"Awesome! It sounds so good!"

"Jianjun, you play so well, won't you be sure to win later?"

When Cheng Jianjun heard everyone praised him, he raised his nose coquettishly, and pointed his nostrils at Han Chunming.

"Chunming, do you want to call me Lord now? I won't ask you to call me a few more times later?"

Han Chunming showed his white teeth with a smile, and patted the handsome buddy standing beside him on the shoulder, "I haven't played yet! Jianjun, you're thinking too early, right?"

Li Weiqiang didn't talk nonsense to people like Cheng Jianjun, he squeezed Cheng Jianjun away and sat on a chair.

First of all, I close my eyes, thinking which song is better to play in my head?
You know, he used to like music very much, and the piano is already in the tenth grade.

There are also many pieces that can be played, including Liszt's "Bell", "Memories of Don Juan", and Rachmaninoff's "Rachmaninoff Second Piano Concerto".

He also knows Beethoven's "Pathetique", "Dawn", "Hammer", and Balakirev's piano pieces.

Li Weiqiang made a final decision and directly chose Beethoven, an outstanding musician that almost everyone knows.

I chose his piano piece "Dawn".

The notes of the piano piece Dawn seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and the moment his fingers touched the black and white keys, he jumped uncontrollably on the keys.

Soon the beautiful piano music floated in the restaurant, attracting not only the educated youths having dinner at this table, but also the customers of the entire restaurant.

"Wow! He played with his eyes closed!"

"It's so nice to play, I've taken piano lessons, and it's much better than our teacher's!"

"Like a real pianist!"

"Look at his fingertips, jumping on the black and white keys, like the tip of a mermaid landing on the shore and sliding on the water. It's silky smooth, but it makes me feel like dancing on the tip of a knife!"

Li Weiqiang's piano music caused a sensation in the whole restaurant.

The educated youth who had dinner were all intoxicated by his piano music.

Su Meng's eyes were wide open, and she clasped her hands together, excitedly wanting to rush forward.

Han Chunming seemed to have opened another window of his life, and was really fascinated by this kind of piano music.

Li Weiqiang took the last note, slowly lifted his hands from the keys, and then opened his eyes.

When he stood up, he straightened his wrinkled pants.

The people who listened to his performance seemed to wake up from the dawn piano music just now, and the overwhelming applause and applause followed.

Li Weiqiang smiled politely at the people around him, and finally his eyes fell on Cheng Jianjun who was about to take the opportunity to slip away.

"Cheng Jianjun!"

Li Weiqiang shouted.

Like a frightened tortoise, Cheng Jianjun retracted his neck, turned his head and smiled at Li Weiqiang, and then covered his stomach.

A distressed look appeared on his face, "I have a stomachache and want to go to the bathroom!"

Li Weiqiang narrowed his eyes, staring at Cheng Jianjun's leaving back with deep and dark eyes.

Want to escape?
Wait a minute, grandpa, I'll let you know that there is a price to be paid for pretending to be aggressive.

"stop!"

"I really can't wait, I'll go first!"

Cheng Jianjun rolled his eyes, covered his stomach and was about to run.

Li Weiqiang raised his chair and threw it in the direction of Cheng Jianjun.

Seeing that the chair was like a bullet, as fast as lightning, it smashed Cheng Jianjun under him.

Li Weiqiang walked over with his hands in his pockets, condescendingly looking down at Cheng Jianjun who was pressed down by the chair.

"I would like to bet and admit defeat, call me Grandpa!"

Cheng Jianjun gritted his teeth and wanted to crawl out from under the chair.

Li Weiqiang stepped on the chair, and Cheng Jianjun, who was crushed underneath, screamed in pain like a tortoise whose shell was trampled, unable to get out.

"Are you people dead? Come and save people!"

Next to it is the dining table for the educated youth to have dinner together.

They saw that Cheng Jianjun was pressed under the chair, no one came to help, and they all watched as if they were watching.

"Cheng Jianjun, weren't you so arrogant just now, betting with others and calling you grandpa when you lose?"

"People said that they are willing to gamble and admit defeat. That's right! Shouldn't you call him Grandpa?"

"That's right! Do you still look like a man? Call when you should!"

"It's really useless!"

The discussion was about to engulf Cheng Jianjun.

Cheng Jianjun was trampled under the chair like a tortoise, unable to move. If he hadn't been called grandpa, he might be trampled under the chair today and couldn't get out.

Biting his lip, Cheng Jianjun finally lowered his head and murmured indistinctly.

"grandfather!"

"What? I can't hear you?"

"I yelled anyway, let me go!"

Li Weiqiang let go of his feet on purpose, and Cheng Jianjun quickly crawled out from under the chair, and then ran.

He kicked Cheng Jianjun on the back of his leg, and saw Cheng Jianjun kneel on the ground with a bang.

"Shout again!"

As soon as Li Weiqiang lifted his foot, Cheng Jianjun was frightened, closed his eyes and yelled loudly.