As time passed, the audience who came to watch the concert arrived one after another.
As far as the eye could see, there were almost no empty seats.
This concert was actually just a small scale promotion, and the promotion time was very short, but nearly eight thousand tickets were still sold.
One could imagine Qiu Qianwei's influence.
At 7: 30 in the evening, the concert officially began.
Qiu Qianwei, who was dressed up, appeared, and with just a simple appearance, she received a tsunami-like applause.
Qiu Qianwei first expressed her sincere greetings to everyone, then walked to the piano on the stage and sat down gracefully.
A soothing "Moonlight Sonata" as the opening started the warm atmosphere of the concert.
Then, Qiu Qianwei played some world-class famous piano pieces, bringing the audience an auditory feast.
When the concert was more than halfway through, the world-class performance project was completed, and it was ready to enter the personal music performance project.
At the same time, Qiu Qianwei's ethereal voice also came through the microphone from the top sound system, falling into everyone's ears:
"Recently, the piano god on the Internet, I'm sure many of you know about him. In fact, I wanted to play the music composed by that piano god, but I didn't contact him personally, so naturally, I couldn't buy the copyright of that music. It's really regrettable.
If anyone knows the piano god's contact information, please remember to contact me. "
Qiu Qianwei's words had a hint of playfulness, but more than that, it was disappointment.
"Goddess, I'm the piano god, look at me, look at me!" Under the stage, a male fan wearing a paper mask shouted at the top of his voice.
Qiu Qianwei's whole body trembled, and immediately a burst of joy emerged from her heart.
But soon she was disappointed again.
Because, after the male fan finished speaking, there were immediately people who started to jeer.
"He's not, I'm the real piano god!"
"You're all fake, I'm the piano god!"
.....
A male fan wearing a paper mask shouted at the top of his lungs. One after another, the scene became a little comical.
Qiu Qianwei was affected by the atmosphere and couldn't help but laugh, but soon the smile disappeared, and a layer of worry covered her eyebrows.
These people were obviously fake, and they were not the real piano god at all.
That piano god's standard was a level higher than his. Why would he lower himself to come to his concert?
What's more, the piano god might have seen her handwriting on the poster.
Maybe they looked down on him, so they didn't want to be a special guest.
Thinking of this, Qiu Qianwei suddenly felt a little disappointed, but the concert still had to continue.
She adjusted her mood and immediately began to play a piano piece that she had composed.
A few minutes later, a piano piece was finished. The audience was still applauding, and their faces were filled with shock.
Obviously, most of the audience was moved by this piece of music that he had composed.
However, Qiu Qianwei didn't feel very excited. Instead, she felt ashamed.
Compared to the music composed by that piano god, she was far inferior.
At this moment, Qiu Qianwei's earpiece received a message from the field controller.
The gist of it was that it was almost time for the lucky audience segment.
The so-called lucky audience segment was to randomly select an audience member to go on stage and play a piano piece with Qiu Qianwei.
The staff brought a cardboard box over. Qiu Qianwei reached into the cardboard box that was only big enough for her arm and grabbed a lot.
"Row 1, number 8."
Qiu Qianwei opened the small piece of paper, looked at the handwriting on it, and read it out in front of everyone.
For the sake of fairness, the director also deliberately moved the camera to the paper, so that the audience could see the handwriting on the paper through the big screen.
"Isn't the first row where we are? Quickly take a look. "Qin Yunhan was happy and quickly said to her companions.
There was a number on the back of the seat, so it was obvious at a glance.
"It seems to be me." Wang Haoran said.
"Wow, your luck is too good?!" Mu Zhaozhao's baby face was full of surprise.
"I'm handsome, of course my luck is good." Qin Yunhan laughed.
"That's right, that's right." Hsu Mu-yan and Qin Yunhan were completely in agreement on this point.
Wen Jing didn't say anything, but her head was like a chicken pecking rice, constantly nodding in agreement.
Wang Haoran put on the paper mask that he had prepared beforehand and walked onto the stage.
He didn't want to be famous, so of course he wouldn't show his face in front of the public.
Although Wang Haoran was wearing a mask, the ticket was given to Wang Haoran by Qiu Qianwei.
Row 1, number 8 was one of the five tickets that he gave out.
The person in front of her was obviously not a girl, so Qiu Qianwei immediately recognized that it was Wang Haoran.
"You're quite lucky." Qiu Qianwei avoided the microphone and whispered.
Lucky?
Wang Haoran smiled but didn't say anything.
Was this luck?
Of course not!
This so-called lucky audience member was bought by him at a high price in order to perform in front of Qiu Qianwei.
"I think so too, I'll buy a lottery ticket tomorrow to try." Wang Haoran whispered back to Qiu Qianwei with a smile.
After a simple conversation, Qiu Qianwei immediately started the program.
"This lucky friend, do you know how to play the piano?" Qiu Qianwei held the microphone and said, then slightly moved the microphone to Wang Haoran, indicating that he should respond.
"I know a little bit."
A little bit, so he's a beginner piano player.
Qiu Qianwei had a preliminary judgment of Wang Haoran's level, so she asked:
"Do you know 'To Alice'?"
"No." Wang Haoran shook his head.
"What about 'Childhood Memories'?"
"No."
"What about 'Dream Wedding'?"
"No."
"You know 'Night's Piano Piece 5', right?"
"Still no."
Qiu Qianwei rubbed her temples, feeling a little dizzy.
These four piano pieces were all entry-level. Anyone who had learned the piano before, even if they didn't know all four, they should at least know one of them.
However, Wang Haoran didn't know a single one.
Qiu Qianwei could tell that Wang Haoran wasn't even a beginner piano player. He was probably trying to identify the state of the piano keys.
"Then you don't know a single one, right? Got it." Qiu Qianwei said.
"Not really, I actually know some famous songs."
"Which one?" Qiu Qianwei was a little surprised. Other than the four entry-level famous songs she had just mentioned, was there anything else?
"'Third Piano Concerto'" Wang Haoran said seriously.
His piano skills were achieved overnight. When practicing, he naturally couldn't learn those entry-level piano pieces. He directly picked the difficult ones to learn.
He didn't learn 'To Alice', 'Dream Wedding', and other entry-level famous songs, but he really learned 'Third Piano Concerto'.
Qiu Qianwei looked at Wang Haoran in a daze.
If she didn't know Wang Haoran, she would have thought that he was a lucky audience member who was here to cause trouble.
Which piano school in the world would not teach entry-level piano pieces, but teach the 'Third Piano Concerto', which was one of the most difficult songs on the list?
This was simply impossible.
"'Third Piano Concerto' is too difficult. Why don't you change it? What else do you know?" Qiu Qianwei didn't want to attack Wang Haoran, so she said in a tactful tone.
"How about 'Flight of the Bumblebee'?" Wang Haoran thought for a moment and replied.
Qiu Qianwei sighed to herself.
'Flight of the Bumblebee' was a piano level 9 exam piece, and it was also very difficult.
However, compared to 'Third Piano Concerto', it was still easier.
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