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Chapter 2045

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Although many of the people present didn't know Zhou Haoqian's specific piano playing level, he had played a piece just now.

Those who were knowledgeable could judge that he was at least a level 7 or 8 professional esper. They really didn't understand where this kid got his confidence from.

"Good, very good. I hope you still have that confidence later!"

Zhou Haoqian was so angry that he laughed. After living for nearly 30 years, this was the first time he saw such an arrogant person.

Ding Ning ignored him and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the lights in the club were brightly lit. This magical scene surprised everyone.

Zhou Junxiong's face suddenly turned gloomy and said in a deep voice, "There must be his accomplices in the club who controlled the power switch."

The club manager wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and bowed, "I will go and check now to see who is behind this."

Zhou Junxiong nodded and suddenly found that Ding Ning was looking at him. He couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Ding Ning suddenly made a provocative action of pulling the trigger with a "pa" sound coming from his mouth.

"Presumptuous!"

"How dare you!"

"You are really courting death."



The guards and people of the Zhou family were filled with indignation and shouted angrily.

Zhou Junxiong's eyes flashed with coldness, but he pretended to be generous and waved his hand, "Hey! He is just a kid. If he likes to play, let him play. "

"Hahaha!"

The crowd suddenly burst into laughter and looked at Ding Ning with eyes full of ridicule.

Zhou Junxiong deserved to be an old fox. His words not only showed his magnanimity, but also satirized Ding Ning's childish behavior, which won the applause of everyone. This was the bearing that a platinum member should have.

Ding Ning didn't care and smiled, "I hope you won't come and beg this kid in the future."

"Beg you? Hehe! You think too much. "

Zhou Junxiong shook his head and turned to look at Zhou Haoqian who was already sitting next to the piano, showing a look of disdain for Ding Ning.

Ding Ning's mouth curved into a strange arc. Do you really think that I am so childish? Threatening in public? Hehe!

The heavy and rapid rhythm suddenly sounded, and the noisy crowd became quiet, quietly enjoying Zhou Haoqian's performance.

"This is Liszt's' Les Reminiscences Don Juan ', one of the ten most difficult piano pieces to play in the world. It looks like Young Master Zhou is going to show his true skills."

A middle-aged man who loved music sighed.

"'Recollections of Don Juan'? Why is it called the most difficult piano piece to play? "

Some curious people humbly asked for guidance.

"'Recollections of Don Juan' is an operatic fantasy based on Mozart's opera 'Don Juan'. 'Don Juan' was originally about two and a half hours long, but it was adapted by Liszt into a short piano piece. The entire piece is extremely difficult to perform, be it in terms of rhythm or technique. When performing, one needs to use both hands to quickly cross almost the entire piano keyboard in a very short period of time. There is a large section of the right hand advancing in a minor third and a half step, accompanied by the left hand's symbols …"

The knowledgeable middle-aged man showed off his musical knowledge, attracting a lot of admiring gazes. He was intoxicated and revealed a reserved smile.

"This is' Recollections of Don Juan '. It is extremely difficult. Can you play it?"

At the same time, Ding Qianlie also whispered worriedly in Ding Ning's ear.

Ding Ning raised his eyebrows and said with a smirk, "Don't you know whether I can play it or not?"

Ding Qianlie's pretty face turned red, and she punched him coquettishly. "Bad guy, your head is full of unhealthy thoughts."

"Why am I unhealthy?"

Ding Ning grabbed her fist, played with her pink and delicate hand as if there was no one else around, and said with an aggrieved face.

Siya covered her mouth and snickered, which made Ding Qianlie blush. She struggled to get rid of his hand and said angrily, "I'm talking about the piano."

"I'm also talking about the piano. Are you thinking about some other unhealthy things?"

Ding Ning blinked his eyes with an innocent expression on his face.

Ding Qianlie was angry and amused at the same time. Knowing that she couldn't argue with him, she quickly changed the topic. "When did you learn to play the piano? Why didn't I know? "

Ding Ning frowned, seriously counted with his fingers for a long time, and then sighed gloomily. "Don't talk about me. I have counted for a long time, and it seems that I have only played it once."

Ding Qianlie was completely speechless and said anxiously, "Then do you still want to compete with him on the piano?"

Siya also widened her eyes in surprise. "Young Master, you can't play the piano?"

Ding Ning took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. When he took out a lighter and was about to light it, he looked at Ding Qianlie's belly, put away the lighter, and rolled his eyes at Siya. "When did I say that I can't play the piano?"

"Didn't you just say that you have only played it once?"

Siya was confused by him and asked with a confused face.

"Yes, I have only played it once."

Ding Ning said confidently.

"Only played it once? You still say that you can play it? And you still want to compete with him? It's not like playing cotton. "

Siya was confused by his train of thought and said with a broken face.

"Young Master, I am a genius. I can play it once. It's just the piano. It's not a big deal."

Ding Ning said arrogantly, but his pair of thieving eyes were looking at Siya's towering chest without leaving a trace. He muttered in his heart, "This girl seems to have developed again. She didn't seem to be so big before. Is it because of the lining?"

Siya was an expert at the Demon King Realm. Although Ding Ning's eyes were hidden, he could not hide it from her. Instantly, her cheeks turned pink, her eyes flickered, and her long eyelashes flickered. Her heart was beating like a little deer.

She couldn't help letting her imagination run wild. "At that time, she was locked in the cage without wearing anything, and Young Master didn't even look at her. Now he peeped at her. Does he like her?"

"Why don't I admit defeat in the first round?"

Ding Qianlie was completely defeated by him and said with a helpless face.

"Are you kidding me? This is related to my dignity as a man. How can I give up without a fight?"

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Ding Ning said anxiously with a pale face.

Ding Qianlie said with a wry smile, "It's better than making a fool of yourself in public."

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe I can play better than him."

Ding Ning just wanted to tease her and said stubbornly, not convinced.

"You have only played once. How can you play better than him? Anyway, it's best of three. It doesn't matter if you lose the first round. You can win the remaining two rounds. "

Ding Qianlie didn't care about winning or losing, but she really didn't want him to lose face in front of so many people.

"Hey, are you so unconfident in your man? Just wait and see, I have to win this round. "

Ding Ning slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and his tone was full of strong confidence.

Ding Qianlie shook her head speechlessly, but she also knew his character. Once he made up his mind, even eight horses couldn't pull him back, so she simply said no more.

She thought that playing the piano was Zhou Haoqian's strong point, and it was he who proposed it. Even if Ding Ning lost, it wouldn't be too shameful.

Siya blinked her big eyes, and there was a look of expectation in her beautiful eyes. Although she didn't have many opportunities to contact Ding Ning, she admired him very much. In her eyes, the general was always invincible. Since he was so confident, he would definitely not lose.

Clap, clap, clap!

At the end of the song, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

Although most of the people present couldn't understand it, good music could make people resonate with it. Moreover, this was played by the eldest son of the Zhou family. Not to mention that the music was quite good, even if it was unbearable noise, they still had to applaud.

Zhou Haoqian bowed slightly to express his gratitude in a graceful manner, and his face was full of pride. This time, his performance was beyond his expectation, and it definitely reached the level of professional level 10, which made him more confident.

"Ding Ning, how about … Forget it. You try your best."

Ding Qianlie still wanted to persuade him, but when she saw that he had stood up and was ready to play, her words became helpless comfort.

Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Under Zhou Haoqian's provocative gaze, he suddenly turned around and hugged Ding Qianlie, saying softly, "Sister, the next song is for you. Listen carefully."

Zhou Haoqian clenched his fists and stared at Ding Ning with jealousy and hatred in his eyes. The muscles on his face twisted, looking particularly ferocious.

Although Ding Ning called Ding Qianlie his wife, he had never been so affectionate in front of him.

The goddess in his heart was held in the arms of another man in public, which made him feel that everyone was laughing at him. His face was burning, and he was so jealous that he almost went crazy.

"Hmm!"

Ding Qianlie was both shy and happy. She responded gently like the most obedient little wife. This was the first time that she had been so affectionate with him in public.

As for whether Ding Ning would make a fool of himself, she didn't even think about it now. She only knew that even if his performance was worse than an old ox pulling a cart, as long as he played for her, she would like it from the bottom of her heart.

"Then I'll go."

Ding Ning released her, kissed her on the forehead, turned around, and walked slowly to the stage.

The wind was howling, and the water was cold.

His back looked so tragic and stirring.

The audience immediately whispered incessantly, looking at Ding Ning with pity in their eyes. Zhou Haoqian had perfectly played the "Recollections of Don Juan", which was known to be the most difficult to play. They really couldn't think of any room for Ding Ning to struggle.

Of course, except for a few people, most people wouldn't sympathize with him. Instead, they were waiting to see a good show with the intention of gloating.

This guy not only dared to steal a woman from Young Master Zhou, but also boasted shamelessly that he would make Young Master Zhou feel so inferior that he wouldn't dare to touch the piano. He was too arrogant, so arrogant that everyone disliked him.

But when Ding Ning walked to the piano and sat down, everyone's face changed. They couldn't help but put away their sarcastic smiles and become serious and dignified.

Because at this time, Ding Ning's temperament had changed greatly. He was no longer the ignorant and arrogant young man who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Instead, he was like a famous musician who was about to start his grand special performance. His powerful aura made everyone put away their contempt. They all thought unanimously, "Was he really not bragging before? Was he really confident?"

Zhou Haoqian's pupils suddenly contracted into a beam. He stared at Ding Ning in disbelief and roared madly in his heart. "Impossible, impossible. This is the temperament that only the top international pianists can have. How can an unknown guy have the temperament of a top pianist?" Zhou Haoqian thought.

"Can you give me a microphone?"

But the next moment, Ding Ning's weak voice made his glorious and majestic image collapse in an instant. The audience suddenly burst into laughter and turned into a sea of joy.

"Aiyo, damn, is this guy from the Monkey Sect? And a microphone? Does he think he's singing a folk song? "

"I'm dying of laughter. This guy is really funny. Don't tell me he's planning to play the piano and sing?"

"That's hard to say. His piano level is not good enough, so he's using singing to make up for it. Maybe he was born with a golden voice. However, I think we should give him another guitar."

"This is too funny. This guy shouldn't be playing the piano. He should be doing crosstalk."



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