Chapter 1767: Who doesn't know how to play the piano
I am her husband. These five short words struck Yun Lang's head like five thunderbolts. His brain exploded, and all he received in his mind was the signal that Ye Yirui was married.
His Princess Xinxin is getting married, the Princess Xinxin he has loved since childhood is getting married... No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible.
It took Yunlang a while to realize that it was impossible for Xinxin to get married, at least not at this age.
This man must be lying to him.
The eyes he looked at Qiao Yu were even more hostile, and he stretched out his hand to snatch her away: "Nonsense, give me your heart."
Qiao Yu turned slightly to protect Ye Yirui behind him. His tall body firmly blocked her and blocked Yun Lang's hand.
"Do you still have the face to snatch someone else's wife in public?"
Qiao Yu rarely quarrels with others in such an aggressive manner. Although he is cold, he does not treat the situation personally. Even when he was an instructor at the base, when he met stupid students, he was just a little stricter and would not call others stupid.
"You're talking nonsense."
Yun Lang suppressed his anger: "It is impossible for Xinxin to get married. You are not worthy of him at all."
"Are you worthy?
Just because you can play the piano?"
Qiao Yu forced out a sneer and pulled Ye Yirui towards the piano stage.
Ye Yirui was pulled so hard that he staggered, covered his face with one hand, and whispered: "Qiao Yu, please stop making trouble, why don't I go home with you?"
I really can't afford to embarrass this person, acting as if she is a woman with two legs.
The key is, Qiao Yu, are you having a seizure? Your personality is not like this. According to your personality, shouldn't you just teleport away? What kind of trouble are you going to make now?
"Shut up!"
Qiao Yu dragged her onto the piano stage, sat her down on a stool, and sat down himself, asking: "Can you play the Third Piano Concerto?"
Ye Yirui:..."No?"
Ye Yirui:..."You still can't play well?"
Ye Yirui:..."Speak!"
Qiao Yu lost his patience.
Ye Yirui said weakly: "Didn't you tell me to shut up?"
Qiao Yu gritted his teeth: "Speak now!"
He really wanted to put her on his lap and spank her.
"Rachmaninov's Piano Concerto No. 3?"
Ye Yirui feels that Qiao Yu is so scary now.
"Otherwise, Beethoven's Third Piano Concerto?"
His tone seemed to suggest that he disliked Beethoven.
Ye Yirui: ...She bet a pack of spicy strips that if Beethoven knew that he was rejected, he would definitely be angry out of the coffin.
"Will it?"
There was unusual irritability in Qiao Yu's tone.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Ye Yirui nodded repeatedly, feeling that if he dared to say no, he would be beaten in the next second.
"Third Movement."
Qiao Yu dropped these words and put his hands on the keys. There was a sound from the piano case, and then he glanced at Ye Yirui.
Ye Yirui understood instantly and immediately put his little paw on it, wondering if Qiao Yu planned to join forces with him?
Then before she could think about it, Qiao Yu had already started playing. She quickly collected her thoughts and kept up with his rhythm.
The piano sounded again. At first no one could tell what the music was, but Yun Lang knew what it was after just one listen.
Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3 is known as one of the most difficult pieces of music to play in the world. Even he, who is known as a genius pianist, dare not say that he can completely master this piece of music.
But Qiao Yu played it smoothly, as if he was just playing Alice in Sleepwalking, as simple as the math problem of one plus one equals two.
As the high-pitched sound of the piano played, it brought out the tension of war, and finally someone knew what the music was.
“Oh my God, this is Rachmaninov’s Piano Concerto No. 3!”
someone exclaimed.
When she said this, many people who had listened to this piano piece remembered that it was the third movement of the Third Piano Concerto, and it was also the most difficult part of the entire concerto.
It cannot be said that. It should be said that the entire Third Piano Concerto is difficult, world-class difficult. It is said that among pianists throughout the ages, Rachmaninoff himself is the only one who can play this piece well.
Many people have also heard Horowitz's version, which is indeed superb and can be called a replica of Rachmaninoff. But today, they heard another replica, and it was a four-handed replica.
It is already very difficult for one person to play well, but it is even more difficult for two people to play well at the same time.
Fans who thought Yun Lang was good at playing the piano just now were instantly attracted by Qiao Yu. Who is this big shot? He plays the piano too well.
Moreover, this handsome guy seems to be a better match for that beautiful woman, and the two people's cooperation is obviously more tacit.
"I'm going to transfer to CP, am I too bothered?"
"No, you are not alone."
"No, no, this is too over the top. How can there be such a perfect couple?"
"They are a couple. Didn't you hear someone say that he is her husband just now?"
"Yes, yes, it matches well, it matches well."
"Don't any of you feel sorry for Yun Lang?"
Someone asked weakly.
Everyone: No, we don’t feel bad. From now on, we will turn from fans to black. A talented pianist actually wants to be a third party. He must be a black person. He will be a black man all his life. He hates third parties the most.
Yun Lang's expression turned extremely ugly.
Many people took photos of this scene and wore hair ties.
And Qiao Yu didn't mean to show off. After playing, he pulled Ye Yirui to his feet and left directly.
Ye Yirui quickly signaled to Cai Kezhen to follow her.
Cai Kezhen waved her hands repeatedly. Does she want to die?
She didn't want to follow him at this time, and she quickly signaled to Ye Yirui, telling her to leave her alone and seek happiness for herself.
Ye Yirui: ...mmp, if you don’t show loyalty, she won’t play with Cai Kezhen in the future.
Qiao Yu pulled her out of the restaurant without any explanation and threw her rudely into the car. Ye Yirui didn't react until the car had driven several hundred meters.
"Qiao Yu, you've been drinking, you're driving under the influence!"
However, no one paid attention to her. Not only did Qiao Yu not slow down, he kept accelerating and drove to the foot of the mountain at the fastest speed.
Ye Yirui was still in shock, and was pulled out of the car by Qiao Yu again, dragging him up the mountain.
"You're crazy. Let me go. I'm pregnant and can't walk so fast."
Ye Yirui was almost pulled down by him.
Qiao Yu paused and looked at her coldly. Just when Ye Yirui thought she was about to be beaten, he suddenly bent down and hugged her sideways.
Ye Yirui exclaimed, her feet lifted off the ground, and she subconsciously hugged his neck.
Qiao Yu continued to walk quickly up the mountain. Ye Yirui still wanted to speak, but he said harshly: "Shut up!"
Ye Yirui:...Shut up, just shut up, why are you so fierce?
Ye Yirui was very sensible and gave in. She had no choice but to feel that she might be beaten at any time.
Was Qiao Yu possessed by something tonight? Why did he become so terrifying?