I am the strongest sheriff on the surface

The two sides are at war...

"Can you do it?" Su Moqing said in a worried voice, "You can't compare to Luo Sheng."

"How about you go, you don't need to block the arrow for me."

"If you lose, you have to kowtow, it's too ugly!"

Seeing this girl think about him like this, Xiao Cheng felt warm in his heart.

This feeling of being cared for is really long gone...

Thinking of this, Xiao Cheng seemed to have made up his mind, bowed his head to Su Moqing and said, "Don't worry, watch me perform."

After finishing speaking, I threw down a very arrogant look, threw the black plastic bag in my hand to Fei, turned around and walked towards the stage.

Su Moqing looked at Xiao Cheng's tall and straight back, pursed her small mouth slightly, and looked anxiously in her eyes.

Obviously, she has no confidence in Xiao Cheng at all...

"Mo Qing, it's okay!" At this moment, Fei squeezed over, standing between Su Moqing and Wen Ze:
"My buddy, it's not easy..."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the stage.

Seeing that Xiao Cheng really dared to take the stage, the people around became even more chaotic.

"Hey, look, this thing really went up."

"Yeah, are you sick?"

"Who wants to watch him, we want to listen to Master Luo Sheng play."

"Get off!"

There were boos all around.

Seeing Xiao Cheng approaching, Luo Sheng became more puzzled, took out his notebook and began to write.

"You really want to compare with me?" Luo Sheng showed his notebook.

"I'm afraid you won't be convinced after losing just now, so I'll give you another chance." Xiao Cheng nodded and whispered.

Luo Sheng stared at Xiao Cheng for a while, his face changed into a confident expression, and he began to write.

"You can't win!"

Xiao Cheng smiled and said, "Three more matches!"

Luo Sheng stopped writing, and a haughty expression appeared on his face.

"You mean to say that it won't take three games, but I'll get out after one game, right?!" Xiao Cheng understood Luo Sheng's meaning:
"Did you think the same way when you were playing cards just now?"

Luo Sheng's face became serious.

Xiao Chengyile: "That's right, don't make excuses when you lose."

As he spoke, he waved and called the host Xiaoya: "We have decided that there will be three games, and we will play separately."

Xiaoya looked at Luo Sheng who was on the side.

Luo Sheng nodded and confirmed it.

"Everyone!" Xiaoya's voice became excited: "I just got confirmation from Mr. Luo Sheng that he and Mr. Xiao Cheng will perform three pieces respectively."

"That is to say..."

"The two of you will have three piano competitions!"

"The judges' words..."

As soon as I said this, an old man in his 70s raised his hand and interrupted Xiaoya: "Host, I have something to say."

After getting permission, the old man walked onto the stage, nodded to Luo Sheng, and took the microphone: "I am Liao Ping, a professor at the National Conservatory of Music."

Hearing the old man's self-introduction, some people in the audience who knew the details already exclaimed.

"It's actually Old Liao."

"That old Liao? Is he famous?"

"It's more than famous, it can be said that it is the master of our Chinese classical piano field."

"Yes, foreigners are often invited to be competition judges."

"More than half of our Chinese classical piano circle are students of Mr. Liao."

Liao Ping smiled and continued: "I went back to my hometown to visit relatives this time, and I never expected to meet such a grand event."

"If everyone still believes in my old man's ears, I am willing to be the judge of this competition."

The applause was loud and no one had any objections.

Xiaoya took the microphone, and her voice became more excited: "As we all know, Mr. Luo Sheng is a world-renowned piano master."

"As for the mysterious Mr. Xiao Cheng, who dares to face difficulties, I believe he also possesses unique skills."

"Coupled with the highly respected old Liao sitting in charge, today's game must be extremely exciting!"

The host Xiaoya is very good at arousing the emotions of the audience, and the scene is heated up with a few words.

Xiaoya walked off the stage slowly.

Elder Liao also found a suitable seat in the audience and sat down.

As for Xiao Cheng, he found a place closest to the piano, and stared at Luo Sheng without blinking.

The lights slowly dimmed.

There was only a beam of warm yellow light covering the stage.

A black performance-grade Steinway grand piano glistens.

Luo Sheng stood in the center of the stage and bowed slightly to the audience, elegant and calm.

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

When the applause faded away, Luo Sheng sat in front of the piano, took out a white handkerchief that he carried with him, wiped his hands, and then wiped it lightly on the keys, making a ding-dong sound.

"What is this for?" Fei Fei was a little confused, and asked Su Moqing, "Didn't this kid have a cleanliness when he was playing cards just now?"

"This is Luo Sheng's habit, because he is afraid that the grease and sweat of the previous player will be left behind." Su Moqing explained softly:

"Before he defeated the world's masters in the Xiaobang International Piano Competition, this movement has become his unique label."

"Although no one has played the piano before, this action is more of a symbolic meaning now."

Fei scratched his head, half understanding: "What does it symbolize?"

"Invincible!" Su Moqing's eyes flickered with stars.

On the stage, Luo Sheng put away the scarf, sat in front of the piano with his upper body slightly sideways, and nodded to the audience.

As you know, the performance is about to begin.

Needle drop could be heard throughout the bar.

Luo Sheng looked calm, raised his hand, dropped his finger...

There was a crisp sound.

Tenderness, softness...

Luo Sheng's long and slender fingers gently caressed the keys, the notes were like a song, sometimes calm, sometimes hot, as if there was a shallow voice whispering softly in his ears.

As the music advances towards the climax, the hands on the keys begin to flow alternately and quickly, and the tune also changes from affectionate at the beginning to enthusiasm. separate.

The music spirals downward, gradually slowing down...

The lead is washed away, and everything returns to the beginning.

The gentle love flows slowly in the years, and the melody is soft and bright, like the nostalgia of staying together for a lifetime under the setting sun.

At the end of the song, the lingering sound lingers...

Quiet for a few seconds...

The applause rang out like a storm.

Luo Sheng stood up slowly, lightly supported the edge of the piano with his left hand, and slowly raised his right hand outwards, then drew an elegant arc in front of him, and bowed slightly to the audience.

The applause became stronger, and some people cheered even more.

"Awesome and beautiful!"

"That's right, don't even look at who played it!"

"What's the name of this song?"

"I don't know either. I'll hear what Elder Liao has to say later."

"Woo... I remembered my first love!"

"Old Wang, come out to my old lady, let's talk..."

"..."

"It's so beautiful!" The host Xiaoya came to the stage with a bright smile: "Let's ask Mr. Liao to comment for us."

Old Liao stood up with a smile: "Maybe some people don't understand this song well, so let me introduce it briefly."

The noise at the scene gradually subsided.

"The piece played by Luo Sheng just now is the third piece of Lizt's Dream of Love in A flat major."

"This song is not very difficult, but it is still not easy to express the true feelings."

"Just now I was immersed in it all the time. The life of myself and my wife flowed slowly in my mind along with the music."

"Luo Sheng, compared to the last time we met, your piano skills have risen to another level."

When the voice fell to the ground, there was another burst of applause at the scene.

Liao Ping's evaluation was extremely high.

It is not easy for a musician of this level to say hello.

Not to mention this kind of long praise.

This shows that Luo Sheng's dream of love has indeed reached a certain level.

Luo Sheng stood on the stage with a gentle and calm expression.

In his view, all this is taken for granted.

"Mo Qing, is it really that good? Fei turned to Su Moqing and asked.

"Well, good." Su Moqing's voice was a little choked, and her big eyes reflected a sparkle.

At this time Wen Ze leaned over and whispered, "Xiao Qing, I specially asked Luo Sheng to play this for you. You are my dream of love!"

"I will never listen to this song again!" Su Moqing's expression instantly became angry: "It's so disgusting!"

Fei also said at the side: "It's really good to say such outrageous things at such a young age!"

Wen Ze was so bored, he stopped talking altogether, and turned his head to stare at the stage.

On the stage, Xiaoya picked up the microphone: "Next, I invite Mr. Xiao Cheng to play."