The system takes me to pretend

At this moment, all the eyes of the audience fell on Su Hao.

This is a handsome man, looks a little thin, but looks radiant.

Those deep eyes seemed to hide a piece of starry sky, and the more they looked, the brighter they became.

"Very good, the duet guest with Gongsun Wan'er has appeared!" The host held the microphone and smiled at Su Hao.

"Now, please invite this guest to come on stage!"

Su Hao was completely speechless, waved his hand and said, "I just want to give this ball to the person next to me..."

Before he finished speaking, he found that the original nerd Kuo Shao had long since disappeared.

This guy ran away? !
"Come on, Sovereign!" Asuka and Hinata Mi looked at each other and waved their fists.

The faces of the two women were full of anticipation.

It's interesting to think about a peerless strong man singing.

Su Hao's face was covered with black lines.

He didn't intend to go on stage at all, did he?
Due to so many people watching, Su Hao sighed, had to stand up and walk to the center of the stage.

The host faced the crowd and asked Su Hao, "Sir, do you know your name?"

"Su Bai confessed."

"Hello, Mr. Su, it's an honor to invite you to come on stage. Next, you will sing a song with Gongsun Wan'er. Which song do you want to choose?"

Su Hao choked on words.

He has never heard of Gongsun Wan'er's songs at all, and he doesn't know what songs Gongsun Wan'er has!
"Mr. Su, have you made your choice?" Seeing that Su Hao hesitated to speak, the host asked.

Su Hao shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "I'm not familiar with Miss Gongsun's songs, so I'm okay with playing the piano. As for the chorus, it's a little bit too much, why don't you change someone else."

The host was stunned.

The audience was also stunned.

The song released by Gongsun Wan'er has one of the highest click rates in the Chinese music scene. Even fans can recite the lyrics backwards, and even the weakest can hum along.

Su Hao actually said that he was not very familiar with Gongsun Wan'er's song? !

Gongsun Wan'er herself was also stunned for a moment. She thought that Su Hao was fully prepared when she came to power, but looking at it now, it seems that the situation is not quite right as imagined.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere in the whole audience, she thought for a while and said with a smile: "Mr. Su, since you can play the piano, why don't you play a tune that you are best at. After playing, I will make up a lyrics on the spot. , and sing along with you."

"Wow!" Everyone was in an uproar, their eyes flickering.

As a well-known lyricist, Gongsun Wan'er played on the spot several times and created popular songs.

Today, they actually had the opportunity to witness this scene in person, which is really lucky.

The host frowned slightly. She did not support Gongsun Waner's approach. If the lyrics were not played well, it would have a very bad impression on Gongsun Waner's reputation.

But at this time, the audience cheered continuously, and even if she wanted to stop it, she couldn't stop it.

After all, the people who come here are all sons of the rich and powerful, and they cannot be provoked by a small host like her.

Hearing Gongsun Wan'er's suggestion, Su Hao paused, nodded and said, "Okay, let's follow Miss Gongsun's suggestion."

With that said, under the light, he sat directly in front of the piano.

In the last life, Su Hao was unable to practice martial arts because his meridians were blocked since he was a child. He could only go in the direction of business. He spent the whole day with some boring economics books and social etiquette, which was very boring.

Inspired by Beethoven's piano music once, he developed a strong interest in the piano, studied the piano privately many times, and was quite skilled at the piano.

But the good times didn't last long, because of the joint frame-up by Su Chenggong and others, he was kicked out of Su's house and started the road of decadence. He also completely left the piano behind and never touched it again.

In this life, Su Hao was so busy practicing martial arts and improving his strength that he almost forgot that he knew how to play the piano.

When he put his hands on the piano, a feeling of being connected with the blood of the piano flooded into his heart, which was extremely subtle.

That kind of feeling that is both familiar and unfamiliar is like reuniting with a relative you haven't seen in ten years, and you can't explain it clearly.

Under the suspicious gaze of the crowd, Su Hao stretched out a finger, placed it on the piano keys and pressed it a few times.

"Do Remi Fa Solasi"

A series of character sounds came out in order from low to high, chaotic and disorderly, it sounded like a person who didn't know how to play the piano at random.

But Gongsun Wan'er stared at her beautiful eyes. What Su Hao did was exactly the same as the sound made by some world-class masters before playing the piano.

"Is he a world-class pianist?" Gongsun Wan'er quietly had such a thought in her heart.

But soon, this idea was suppressed by him.

There are only a handful of world-class pianists. Except for Beethoven and others who are often mentioned, basically no one can be called a world-class pianist.

Su Hao's age is simply unrealistic.

When Gongsun Wan'er's thoughts were racing, Su Hao had already straightened his body and closed his eyes.

It seems that in front of him, there is only one piano, and all the scenes and sounds of the outside world are all isolated from the self-world.

"Ding!"

A subtle and soft sound of piano keys fell, simple and unadorned, yet containing all kinds of life.

That kind of voice that reverberated in the ears but invaded the heart made everyone's hearts beat violently.

"A musical note can actually make a person's blood boil. It's amazing." The host was well-informed, but when the sound fell, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Not only her, but also Gongsun Wan'er and everyone present.

In front of them, it was no longer the top floor of the cruise ship, but a strange space, a place full of mystery.

They saw Su Hao who was playing the piano in front of him with a concentrated expression. The breeze messed up his hair, but it didn't cover the breath of the piano emanating from him.

Su Hao's hands flicked across the air, like the fingers of a god. The movements are so skillful, as gentle as the wind, as ethereal as the rain, mellow and lingering, melodious and empty, mellow and remote, light and spiritual, clear and ancient...

Various emotions are skillfully fused together, passing through my heart like silk, with shallow ripples, hiding my thoughts, it seems that all the bustling noise has dissipated like clouds and smoke, but the long-term memories are still in my mind Reappearance, making waves in the bottom of my heart.

Suddenly, there was a turmoil in the space, and everyone's sights, across the sea, came to a hospital.

In the brain ward, there was a 70-year-old man in good spirits.

He had a bump on the skin on the top of his head, and he seemed to come to check.

After seeing it, many doctors felt that it was just an ordinary scalp lump, and it was the smallest operation for the brain department.

However, after the MRI results of the old man's head came out, the doctors found that the situation was not that simple.

This mass grows from the inside of the skull, pierces the skull, protrudes to the scalp, and even oppresses the parietal lobe of the old man, which is in charge of movement, causing weakness in the old man's legs. If left unchecked, it may lead to paralysis.

In such cases, especially in such an advanced age, doctors usually do a full body exam.

Including B-ultrasound of the abdomen, CT of the chest, and even a bone scan of the whole body, etc.

The purpose is very simple, that is, to check whether the tumor has metastasized from other places.

Two days later, all the test results came out.

Doctors found tumors in the lungs and abdominal cavity. It is not known where the tumor first grew and where it metastasized.

Faced with such a result, the doctor immediately called the old man's children, officially informed them of the news, and provided them with two choices.

Continue treatment.

Abandon treatment.

It is obviously difficult to continue the treatment, but the tumor in the head can be removed, so that the elderly will not face the problem of paralysis too quickly, and then a pathological examination can be performed to clarify where the tumor came from.

It is very simple to give up treatment, just go home and recuperate, but there is not much time left.

In foreign countries, this kind of situation is generally told directly to the patient, allowing the patient to choose whether to inform the family.

But in China, the family members are usually informed first, and the family members decide whether to inform the patient.

The expressions on the faces of the children were serious when they heard such grim results.

Maybe it's because I didn't understand the words cancer and malignant tumor, maybe I was at a loss in the face of this sudden bad news.

"Does the family have any questions?" The doctor asked this question.

The atmosphere was quiet and no one asked questions.

Continue treatment or give up treatment.

This is a hurdle for children.

Continuing the treatment is faced with spending money but not prolonging the life of the elderly.

If you give up treatment, you will bear the word "unfilial piety".

Whether it's spending all your savings or being infamous, neither path is easy for children.

The family members of the patient pondered for a long time and told the doctor to go home to discuss.

On the first day, there was no discussion.

The next day, the discussion was still going on.

On the third day, I went back to my hometown to discuss.

The doctor cannot persuade the family members not to give up. After all, although surgery cannot cure the disease, it can solve certain problems, at least so that the elderly will not be paralyzed soon.

The few children whose family conditions are not well-off, none of them can make a decision to continue treatment or give up.

The situation reached an impasse.

The old man's own choice has become unimportant, especially for this kind of simple and honest rural old man who always smiles at us with a dull smile every time he makes rounds.

At this time, only one sentence can break the deadlock, and only a doctor can break the deadlock.

"Treatment is not very meaningful, let's go home and recuperate."

This sentence, like a life-saving straw for the whole family, took off the hat of "unfilial piety" on the children's heads at once.

In fact, this choice is a kind of relief for the elderly?
Whether it is for the few days left for me or for the family after the old man passes away, it is a kind of release.

On an ordinary noon, a large family left the ward.

The son was carrying the suitcase, the daughter was holding the washbasin, and the old man was carrying a small black bag, with his head lowered, and followed the children from a distance, not knowing what he was thinking.