"I've learned it for a while."

Ji Feng smiled at An Menglan.

"Then I'll trouble Mr. Ji."

An Menglan replied to Ji Feng, then stood up and moved out of her position.

An Menglan didn't know that Ji Feng could play the piano before, and Li Xuan never mentioned it.

Playing the piano requires not only talent, but also years of practice. You must learn and practice.

If you don’t practice, you will regress very quickly! There is a saying that goes, if you don’t practice for a day, you will know, if you don’t practice for two days, you will know, if you don’t practice for three days, you will know, even if you are a world-class pianist, let alone others.

An Menglan played and sang herself four times before, and there were all the wrong things in the four times. A few mistakes... She didn't practice steel for a while, and was not familiar with lyrics and music, and she had to be distracted to sing.

But it was not a big problem! Ji Feng sat in front of Gangmeng, buckled his hands, moved his fingers, and then took the three open articles into his hand and handed them back to An Menglan.

It was obviously impossible for An Menglan to memorize all the lyrics, so she gave them to her! Let her sing in conjunction! “Hmm?”

An Menglan was stunned for a moment, calmed down before taking the manuscript, but said, "Mr. Ji, don't you need a song?"

What she originally wanted to stand behind Ji Feng and read the manuscript with Ji Feng, Ji Feng read the music score, and she read the lyrics! “Why do I need to read what I wrote?”

Ji Feng turned his head and smiled.

"You...remember it?"

An Menglan had a slightly strong eyebrows, but she was a little reluctant to believe it.

This was just written by Ji Feng, and he created it on the spot! I just finished writing the lyrics of a few hundred words. Who dares to say that after I finished writing it, I will memorize it word by word?

Not to mention, Quhui is more complicated than the lyrics.

It is worth mentioning that An Menglan no longer feels that Ji Feng's song was prepared in advance, because she was too tricky to "set the question". Unless Ji Feng predicts it before he knows it, it is impossible to prepare in advance! It should be a live creation, but whether it is good or not, or whether it is that good or not, needs to continue to experience and test and judge.

"How come I can't remember what I wrote?"

Ji Feng smiled.

"All right!"

An Menglan looked strange, but she didn't say much. Anyway, even if Ji Feng played the wrong notes, it would be fine. It's not a formal recording! Now it's mainly to adjust his condition first and sing it out! An Menglan looked at the manuscript in her hand again, subconsciously moved two steps to the side, holding the copper zither with one hand, facing Ji Feng sideways. After taking a deep breath, An Menglan looked at the manuscript and said, "It's okay, Mr. Ji!"

The clear and cold prelude sounded! Ji Feng instantly entered a state of extreme concentration. The sad and solemn sound of the piano began to tell the sadness of the battlefield. The piano sound was high, like countless fierce horses galloping away, with a fierce heart, and a slow and melodious feeling, but praying for and sadness.

An Menglan tilted her head slightly and stared at Ji Feng.

She won't move anymore.

As a top musician, An Menglan's musical sense is naturally top-notch! Even if you press ten notes on the piano at the same time, An Menglan can still close her eyes and tell it.

An Menglan's music appreciation ability is naturally far beyond Li Ruobing's so she could hear it. How different is the notes she played with Ji Feng's hands and the notes she played just now! It's a huge difference! The notes played are the same, the difference is the chords and feelings! If an ordinary person is present, you can hear this difference! It's an ordinary piano player and the top

The difference between a sharp pianist! An Menglan was shocked! She goes to concerts every year. She knows the difference between herself and the master, but now she feels that Ji Feng is a master! It is absolutely no problem to hold a steel and wait for concerts at this level! You can even compete with those world-class steel players! It’s very exaggerating! This is the fact.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped and the room was quiet.

“Ms. An?

Is there any problem?"

Ji Feng turned his head to look at An Menglan and asked, his face a little strange, because An Menglan had already played the Former Qin Dynasty, and An Menglan should start singing! But she didn't! “Uh… I'm very impressed by Mr. Ji.”

An Menglan, who stared at Ji Feng, came back to her senses and apologized repeatedly, but the shock in her heart did not recover.

"Mr. Ji, I have a problem."

An Menglan spoke again and asked, "Mr. Ji, when did you learn piano?

Who did you learn it from?”

"It's been a long time since I was taught by myself, what's wrong?"

Ji Feng smiled.

"It's been a hobby for a long time?"

An Menglan couldn't help asking again, Ji Feng just mentioned "hobby"! How could this be a hobby?

It is impossible to have such a level of hobbies! And to maintain this top state, you need to practice day after day.

"Yes, hobbies."

Ji Feng said.

"Then... do you practice the piano every day?"

An Menglan asked again.

“Where is the time.”

Ji Feng said with a smile.

An Menglan pursed her lips and was speechless all of a sudden.

She felt that Ji Feng was lying to her again! Even if she was a world-class master of bronze zither, her level would temporarily decline if she didn't touch the bronze zither for half a month! However, Ji Feng really didn't deceive An Menglan this time.

An Menglan was a little distracted. Although she felt that Ji Feng was lying to her, she could not deny that Ji Feng, who was only 22 years old, could have such a level. It can only be said that the sky of his playing piano, looking at the world, is also top-notch! “Miss An?”

Ji Feng called out a moment, saw An Menglan come to her senses and look at her, and smiled and said, "Can you start?"

"Oh, OK, OK!"

An Menglan immediately said, and then to the manuscript in her hand, she temporarily threw the messy thoughts behind her mind and focused again! The sound of the piano sounded again. Passing forward! An Menglan spoke and sang with the sound of the piano! The heroic and cold war! The woman waiting for the special man to return home! The singing of the song was calm and then high. An Menglan's tears were enough to be included in the Chinese music.

A few days before the history of the world! And Ji Feng's performance is a perfect feeling of "a combination of heaven! A good singer often injects his own feelings into the song. An Menglan is such a singer. She devotes herself to her whole body and her emotions fluctuate violently with her singing. Two minutes later, An Menglan sang the most intense part of the chorus. She was deeply impressed by this part. She sang it a few times before, but she just closed her eyes.

More involved! Finally.

About three minutes and forty seconds.

An Menglan's singing ended, and Ji Feng played the finale for about ten seconds before the song was completely finished! Ji Feng temporarily left the keyboard with both hands, turned his head and smiled at An Menglan. He was about to ask how it was, but he stopped and raised his eyebrows.

Because he saw that An Menglan had not yet walked out of the emotions of this song, her eyelid color was a little red due to the drastic changes in the complex. She was raising her hand and gently touching her cheek with her fingertips! There were water stains! An Menglan's eyes were red and she cried! She couldn't believe it even if she sang herself. After singing, she realized that something was wrong on her eyelid, so she touched her cheek with her fingertips! An Menglan was shocked when she saw the tears.

"Miss An, are you satisfied?"
Chapter completed!