As the childe's slender hand slowly stirred the strings, a leisurely sound suddenly sounded in the piano. Sometimes euphemistic, sometimes high pitched. People nodded one after another and soon immersed themselves in the sound of music“ Accurate, accurate, accurate, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful "" ha ha, this guy is really a piano God. Every sound is almost accurate and not bad. "“ Indeed, the so-called lingering sound is around the beam, but so it is. "“ If you want to talk about your piano skills, I think you don't have to compete anymore. Just the sound of the piano has won. " A group of young masters talked freely and did not mean to praise the young master's piano skills. At this time, in the bead curtain, the woman in green also moved slightly with the sound of the piano. When she looked at the woman in white, she nodded slightly, which was recognition“ Good! " With the end of the piano, everyone cheered. Obviously, the sound of the piano conquered everyone. Han 3000 also smiled at the childe to show his recognition. In terms of piano skills, the guy in front of him does have several brushes. He can control the sound very accurately, and the whole playing is also flowing, making people like entering the sound environment. However, for Han 3000's praise, the man was proud with a cold hum and didn't receive any affection at all“ It's your turn. " He took a white look at Han 3000, wanted to win his favor in this way, and then thought he wouldn't lose so miserable? you must be dreaming! Han 3000 smiled helplessly, shook his head, and then put his hands slowly on the piano“ When ~ ·! " When the sound came out, Han 3000 immediately frowned. The sound is not very accurate! Thinking of this, he got up slightly, opened the piano cover and began debugging. However, the sound of "Dang" had surprised everyone and turned to the ground with laughter. Pangolins cover their faces with their hands and dare not read more“ Listen, what's that silly play? Ha ha, I'm so happy. "“ Shit, my ears are burning. Is this also called playing the piano? "“ Cattle play the piano, ha ha. " A group of people smiled forward and backward. Even in the bead curtain at this time, the woman in green shook her head helplessly, which was obviously quite disappointed. But Han 3000 didn't mean to stop at all, but kept pressing other sounds. Tuning, that's it. But such a sound, however, is completely out of the harsh sound of playing the piano in the beautiful contrast of others“ Come on, come on, don't fucking play. If you're playing, you'll play me back to the West. "“ Shit, what a mess. I can't stand it. You'll die if you fucking lose, and you'll come to harm all of us. "“ Ah, I'm so convinced of the hick. " A group of people changed from laughing to scolding. Behind the bead curtain, the woman in green looked at the woman in white, and the woman in white nodded. Then the woman in green raised her body slightly, ready to let Han 3000 stop going on. But almost at the same time, Han 3000 got up slightly, then covered the piano cover and said politely, "OK, I can start."“ Shit, he's endless. "“ Well, ah, my ears. "“ I feel insulted in my ears! " A group of people cursed sadly. At this time, the woman in green looked at the woman in white again and waited for her decision. She hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded“ Childe, please start. " Han 3000 nodded, then sat back slightly in front of the piano and moved his fingers. A wonderful note suddenly came with a sound. Tightly, a beautiful melody starts with the sound and plays slowly. On earth night, the piano music that swept the world sounded again. It used to be the earth, but now it is the world of all directions. Everyone's ridicule and dissatisfaction, at this time, all stubbornly stuck in their faces, listened to this wonderful piano music, and even forgot to breathe for a time... At this time, Han 3000, selflessly continued to play and play... This will be another piano night in the world of all directions! Slowly, Qubi. This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation