The system takes me to pretend

The audience was very silent.

Some people were still immersed in Su Hao's previous piano sound, unable to extricate themselves.

Some people lowered their heads in reflection, as if they remembered their past, with tears in their eyes.

Soon, Su Hao stood up.

"I haven't touched the piano for a long time, my hands are very rusty, please forgive me if I can't play well,"

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched, and they almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

This guy is a little too modest, right?

As for the melody level just now, at least they are all master piano players who have been studying piano for decades, okay?

Many people looked at Gongsun Wan'er, looking forward to her next composition.

Such a touching melody, combined with Gongsun Wan'er's angelic singing voice after the lyrics, will definitely cause a sensation in China, and even win this year's Golden Melody Award in one fell swoop.

The host also looked at Gongsun Wan'er and winked at her.

The latter was stunned for a while, but shook his head, bowed slightly to the audience, and smiled apologetically: "Sorry everyone, Mr. Su's tunes are rich in too much life, I don't have his experience, it is difficult to compose the corresponding tune."

"Extemporary play can only tarnish the deep meaning of the tune, please forgive me."

When the sound fell, everyone on the top floor showed shocked eyes.

A well-known talented woman in the music world, who won the Golden Melody Award for both lyrics and composition, can't write lyrics for a tune?
Only the host understands.

Su Hao's melody is too profound and full of social patterns, which is beyond the comprehension of music.

Although Gongsun Wan'er's musical talent is high, but in terms of life experience, she is still far behind Su Hao, and she can't use appropriate words to fill in and set off the tune.

But what she didn't expect was that a man in his early twenties could have such a wealth of experience, which is really surprising.

Many suitors were quite disappointed. They thought they could see the impromptu performance of the goddess, but they didn't expect that Su Hao's piano skills were so high that even the goddess of music bowed down.

Looking at the bored eyes of the audience, Gongsun Wan'er was a little embarrassed. Originally, she thought that with her musical talent, it would be easy to compose lyrics for a certain tune.

But the tune played by Su Hao is really too profound. It is a sound that goes deep into the soul. It can only be felt with the heart, and it cannot be described in words.

The host next to him naturally saw Gongsun Wan'er's embarrassment, and quickly changed the atmosphere of the audience, and asked Su Hao, "Mr. Su, you play the piano so well, you must have started learning piano since you were young, right?"

Su Hao shook his head.

"No, it hasn't been long since I secretly learned the piano, and the total time is only one year."

The entire top floor was dead silent, and the sparrow was silent.

Steal piano lessons?

Less than a year in total?
What a joke!
Looking at the past and the present, there are people with extremely high musical attainments who have not played for decades. World-class pianists such as Beethoven and Mozart even broke countless keys before they reached the level that the world looks up to.

And the tune that Su Hao played just now is almost comparable to a world-class pianist.

How could this kind of piano art be able to be played by just one year of learning?

The host shook his head and smiled: "Mr. Su is too modest, no wonder he has such a piano skill at a young age, he is really low-key."

Gongsun Wan'er also nodded approvingly. The tune that Su Hao played just now, if he hadn't practiced it for more than 30 or [-] years, he would not be able to play it at all.

Su Hao did not refute.

He is just telling the truth, as for whether others believe it or not, it has nothing to do with him.

"Mr. Su, how can I play the piano with such profound meaning as you?" Among the people present, there was a female pianist. She stared at Su Hao and asked for advice.

Su Hao almost played the piano alive in the previous tune, which can be described as superb and breathtaking.

The piano realm she is pursuing is just like this.

"After a lot of experience, the music you play will have a deeper meaning. The most important thing is to use your heart." Su Hao explained slowly.

At his level, he has long left the secular world and devoted himself to the martial arts world.

Today I will participate in worldly affairs, purely for fun and relaxation.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be paddling and talking with a group of ordinary people here.

"Attentively?" The female pianist looked blank.

"Mr. Su, I don't know how to use your heart?"

"Calm down, let your body and mind empty, and blend into the world." Su Hao said lightly.

"For example, when you close your eyes and calm down completely, you can clearly feel how the air flows, including where it goes and how fast it flows."

"Even, even when it's windy and when it's raining, you have signs."

The female pianist frowned.

The rest of the people are also in a fog.

"Hey, hey, do we really want to listen to this foolish king talking nonsense here?" Suddenly, a man with a big gold chain hanging in front of him and sunglasses was smoking a cigarette with a look of disdain.

"It's okay to play the piano so-so, but you can pretend to be a person. I don't know how many people like you have killed in the past."

No one spoke.

Even though everyone felt that it was harsh for the man in sunglasses to belittle Su Hao so bluntly, they did not agree with Su Hao's previous words.

If Su Hao taught the female pianist to practice more and feel the nature more, maybe they would still agree.

Miraculous things such as blending the heart between heaven and earth, feeling the air, etc., do sound a bit like a magic stick.

Asuka and Hinata looked at each other, and their eyes turned cold instantly. Just as they were about to throw the man in the sunglasses into the sea, Su Hao smiled instead of anger.

"By stepping on others to stand out, I've seen a lot of people like you."

"You should be thankful that I'm in a good mood now, and I don't want to argue with ordinary people, otherwise, you won't know how you died."

"Yo, you're still threatening me? You're awesome!" The man in sunglasses stood up and stepped on the stool with a look of disdain on his face: "Come on, let me have a look, how do you feel the flow of air, you big fool king? in heaven and earth."

"It's better to exaggerate, such as manipulating the world, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, etc., the more foolish the better, don't worry, I will cooperate with you all the way."

"Really?" Su Hao suddenly smiled and pointed out, "Then let's try it."

"Pfft, hahaha, I can't do it, give me the oxygen tank, I'm going to be teased to death by this pretentious guy." The man in the sunglasses laughed loudly, his eyes were full of teasing and contempt for Su Hao.

Bad luck!

Absolutely evil!
If this Su Hao was not crazy, he would chop off his head and play it as a ball.

However, the laughter lasted less than three seconds, but suddenly stopped.

The man in the sunglasses suddenly noticed that the people around him were all looking at him with shocked eyes, and some couldn't help shivering.

"No way?"

He swallowed his saliva, turned his eyes stiffly and glanced around.

With just one glance, he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

Not far from his body, a few unknown whirlwinds blow up, and the seats, balloons and other items beside him are directly blown away, floating in the air like butterflies.

"This..." The man in the sunglasses widened his eyes, and couldn't believe it all.

Are you sure this shit isn't making a movie?
Not only him, but everyone in the audience watched all this dumbfounded.

Being on the sea, and an open-air dance hall, it is normal for the wind to blow.

But the wind was only whistling around the man in the sunglasses, but nothing came out of them, so it was a little scary.

At this moment, the eyes of everyone in the audience fell back on Su Hao again, and their eyes were full of inquisitive eyes.

They can be sure that this matter has something to do with Su Hao.

Even, the wind might be caused by Su Hao.

Su Hao looked down at the man in the sunglasses with his hands behind his back, and said slowly, "It's windy, is it going to rain?"

Looking at the strange gazes cast from all around, the man in the sunglasses felt hot on his face.

He held his breath, as if he still wanted to save himself a little bit of pitiful face.

"Hehe, can you fool me with an air pump?"

"Okay, if you can make the sky rain, then show everyone."

Gongsun Wan'er frowned when she heard the words.

The formation of rain is that the water vapor in the air is condensed at a high altitude to form small water droplets or small ice crystals. The molecules collide and merge with each other, and become larger and larger. When the air cannot hold it, it will fall down. , turned into rainwater.

It may be possible to make rain artificially with robots. It is tantamount to fantasy to make the sky rain without any equipment.

Unmoved, Su Hao snapped his fingers.

All of a sudden, a small black cloud suddenly gathered above the boy's head, and the bean-heavy rain fell, directly drenching him.

As soon as this scene came out, there was a dead silence on the top floor, and there was no sound.

Everyone gasped.

Without any mechanical assistance, Su Hao... managed to make it rain out of thin air!

"I'll go to your uncle, there are ghosts! There are ghosts!" The figure of the man in sunglasses who was soaked by the rain paused, his eyes were terrified, his pants were wet a lot, he shivered involuntarily, and fainted on the spot .

It's funny that a seemingly strong person is so timid.

"Old Wang, give me a slap." In the back seat, a curly-haired young man swallowed his saliva, and he still seemed to be in an illusion.

"Snapped!"

"Grass mud horse... what the hell are you doing?" The sudden slap made the curly-haired young man grin his teeth in pain.

Lao Wang looked innocent: "Didn't you want me to beat you?"

"I..." Curly-haired Kuo Shao felt a ball of sadness sweeping through his body.

Brother, I'm just talking symbolically, don't be so serious, okay?

"Snapped!"

The applause sounded again, the curly-haired Kuo Shao covered his face and looked at Lao Wang blankly: "You..."

"Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense, let me slap you for stepping on your horse!"

Lao Wang patted his chest and sighed: "It's good that it hurts, it looks like I'm not in a dream."

"Laozi is strangling you to death!"

"Killed! Escort! Escort!"