The system made me a big star

Xue Lang, who was sitting in the VIP seat, looked at the program with a sullen face.

"There are actually two pianos playing?"

Xue Lang wanted to put on a good show, but someone always wanted to slap him in the face.

You said that I am an internationally renowned pianist, but I was reduced to performing on the same stage with a college student.

I just want to ask, is this college student worthy of him?
Ye Jiang sat beside Xue Lang, he looked at Xue Lang's gloomy face, and said with concern,

"What's the matter, Xue Lang, you don't feel well?"

Xue Lang immediately turned to smile and said, "I'm fine."

Ye Jiang didn't ask too much, he smiled and watched the hot dance on the stage.

It's a good dance, isn't it?

This is the clothes. I wear a little less.

Go back and criticize it.

The performance was in full swing, after a series of programs such as dancing, singing, cross talk, and ethnic musical instruments.

The host said in an eloquent voice,
"Next, let's invite our mysterious guest for this performance, senior international music master Xue Lang, to play "Song of Passion" for us!"

"Everyone welcomes with applause!"

boom!
The whole auditorium burst into warm applause and cheers.

"Xue Lang!"

"Xue Lang!!"

To be honest, 90.00% of the students present have never heard of Xue Lang's works.

Even 50.00% of people have never even heard of the name Xue Lang.

However, Xue Lang's status is too lofty.

International pianist!
So, after learning that a person with such an identity came to the school to perform for them, shouldn't they be proud?
Anyway, I am also someone who has seen international masters play the piano!
This shit, at least for a while.

Under everyone's expectation, Xue Lang stood up, adjusted his tuxedo, raised his head and strode towards the stage.

"Wow! Look at his appearance, he looks so professional!"

"Nonsense, he is an international piano master, can he be unprofessional?"

"It's just that she's a little old and looks a little ugly."

"Keep down, don't be overheard by him, I heard that people who engage in art have a bad temper."

However, no matter how quiet the voice was, Xue Lang still heard it.

What he hates the most is that someone calls him ugly.

Although, he is really ugly.

Xue Lang sat in front of the piano expressionlessly, with his hands on the piano.

Ding Dong!

The piano sounded, and his fingers slid quickly on the piano.

This "Song of Passion" is a very difficult piece, and when Xue Lang played this piece, he deliberately accelerated the speed.

That's right!

He is deliberately showing off his skills.

I, Xue Lang, will let you local turtles see what a piano master is.

Let you fools see what a top-notch piano piece is.

Ding poof!
However, he went wrong.

When playing a certain note, his hand did not follow the rhythm.

Therefore, there was a murmur in the audience for a second.

Although it was only for one second, this sound was recognized by many piano players.

Chen Yuqi frowned slightly and said, "Lu Li, did you hear it just now?"

"Well, he made a mistake." Lu Li nodded.

At the end of a song, a few drops of cold sweat appeared on Xue Lang's forehead.

"I just made a mistake."

"No one should hear it."

"No, no one must have heard it! In this school, I don't believe that anyone's piano level can reach my level."

Sure enough, after Xue Lang finished, the audience burst into applause.

"It's so good!"

"Yeah, I was surprised to see his hand speed!"

"Although I don't understand it very well, I think he is so awesome!"

"Don't say anything, applaud."

Hearing the cheers from the audience, Xue Lang sneered slightly, "Sure enough, this school is full of idiots."