In the huge auditorium, there was a dark, painful, ghostly atmosphere, just like hell.
As the sound of the piano changes, there is more joy in the darkness, as if the soul falling into hell is recalling the joy in the world and slowly getting rid of the pain and fear of hell.
Finally, the cheerful and bright tone takes over, and the whole song becomes joyful.
Most people actually don't understand piano.
This song is Don Juan, and people who don’t understand it can’t understand it at all.
It sounds scattered and gives people a sparse feeling.
But people who have reached a certain level of piano proficiency know the horror involved.
But both those who understood and those who didn't understood were all dragged into the sound of the piano.
artistic conception!
That's right.
This is the kind of artistic conception that Su Mu showed before.
Even worse.
Several senior professors in the art department of Dongyang University almost went crazy.
What's going on with this world?
Such a genius, actually... unknown?
And Su Mu too.
He is obviously such a monster, but he still plays games?
What are you doing, isn't it better than participating in a talent show and becoming an idol star?
An art master in his twenties, he has traveled all over the world with ease.
Professor Ning frowned, a trace of worry flashed across his face.
Zhu Ruirui was a little angry!
"This bastard is actually so powerful. Sister Yan, what if... what if...!"
Professor Ning shook his head. Although he was worried, his words were firm:
"No way, have you ever seen him lose?"
In Professor Ning's opinion, it would be weird if this Feng Qinghuang didn't have any real abilities.
It is not something that cannot be understood if his ability exceeds that of Su Mu.
But, can Su Mu be able to bear it?
She doesn't know.
She was unsure, but her face didn't show it at all.
Outside the court and on the Internet, countless people also became worried.
Up to this point in the competition, there has been no communication.
This blindfolded guy is actually so powerful.
This made them secretly worry about Su Mu.
The students in the exchange group were originally dejected, but now they were so excited that they held their hands on their chests and looked at Feng Qinghuang feverishly, as if they were on a pilgrimage.
Liu Jianming and the dean of the Art Department of Dongyang University frowned at the same time!
Lao Liu doesn't understand, but the dean understands it very well.
The strength shown by Feng Qinghuang was only stronger than what Su Mu had shown in previous classes.
However, Feng Qinghuang was blindfolded.
And it’s still a random piece of music.
This explains too many problems.
Su Mu may not be inferior to his opponent technically.
But in other respects, it was a complete failure.
unless……!
Su Mu could just like his counterpart, pick up the music at will and then play it blindfolded.
But this has become an imitation of others.
Therefore, the opponent took the lead as soon as they came up and was in an undefeated position.
There is one and only one way to defeat the opponent.
That is, Su Mu directly played the song "Don Juan" blindfolded, and then surpassed the opponent.
But how is it possible?
I have to admit that the opponent's trump card is the real trump card.
His attainments surpassed Master Cole.
Show off your skills to the ceiling.
Until the sound of the piano stops.
Everyone is still immersed in it.
Feng Qinghuang reached out and pulled off the tie that covered his eyes, then stood up and looked at Su Mu.
The entire auditorium was still silent.
It took a long time before bursts of exclamation came from the auditorium.
Everyone's eyes widened, as if they were in a dream.
Master Cole sighed softly and raised his hands to applaud.
He couldn't find any words to praise.
The music score is just like this, can it be said that a performer can surpass the music score?
It's really like an exam
The roll score is 100%.
Cole worked hard all his life and got a score of ninety-nine point five on this test paper.
The other party, with his eyes closed, scored 100 points.
Shocked?
It's actually nothing shocking.
Cole was numb.
At this time, nothing else but applause is superfluous.
Bang bang bang!
The applause slowly gathered together and turned into a roar.
The final round of applause was thunderous.
No matter who it is, at this time, they have forgotten everything else. Applause is the best way of expression.
The other person is worthy.
Even Su Mu stretched out his hands and patted them gently.
There really is no comparison between people.
Born in the Hall of Heroes, the son of a god from the four major clans, and receiving fragments of the emperor's armor as a gift from his family, this guy must be really not that simple.
Professor Ning and Zhu Ruirui were also applauding, but the expressions on their faces seemed a bit forced to do business.
There was a wave of applause in the auditorium, but in the square outside, there was dead silence.
Listening live and watching live broadcast are completely different things.
In addition, there are more than 100,000 people outside who have already been impressed by Su Mu's magical performance and have become his crazy fans. It feels like if Su Mu farts, they will rush up to take a whiff and give a thumbs up.
.
Hey, it smells really good.
Therefore, the more powerful Feng Qinghuang becomes, the more frustrated they become.
There was also an outcry online.
In various live broadcast rooms and on social media, comments and comments took off.
"It's over."
"Scumbag Su is going to lose."
"Which bastard called him Su Shen just now? Come out here."
"What does this grandson do? Does he want to defy heaven? But this guy pretends to be really big and round. I'm convinced."
"Although, I am convinced."
"What should I do? I've made a bet with my roommate. If the scumbag loses this game, I'm going to strip naked and run around naked."
"Hahaha, which building is the one upstairs? I'll go watch."
"Building 3, the girls' dormitory, are you coming?"
"She's still a girl, my day."
"Who do you want to date? I'll beat you to death."
In the auditorium, almost everyone stood up.
Even the reporters applauded vigorously, not caring that their palms were red.
This scene is worthy of special mention for both us and the enemy.
Liu Jianming, the dean of the Art Department, and several senior professors at Dongyang University also woke up at this time.
Lao Liu quickly threw away the little regret in his heart.
Dongyang University has actually won.
Su Mu's previous nine games are enough to explain everything.
In this game, it would be best for Su Mu not to end.
In this way, everyone is happy.
Principal Liu was all smiles and applauded warmly.
Feng Qinghuang's expression did not change, he just smiled slightly, bowed lightly to the audience, then tied his tie, put on his coat, stretched out his hand to Su Mu, and then returned to his seat.
The meaning is obvious.
It's your turn to perform.
Liu Jianming quickly winked at the host.
The host woke up, came to Su Mu's side, and raised his hand to indicate that the applause could stop.
Then he asked with a smile:
"Professor Su, are you sorry for the... gentleman just now? Until now, we don't even know the name of this gentleman."
Su Mu smiled softly:
"You can call him Mr. Feng."
The host was stunned.
Do you know each other?
Are there any grievances left?
He quickly came to his senses and said with a smile:
"It turns out to be Mr. Feng. Professor Su, what do you think of Mr. Feng's performance?"
The whole audience was quiet, looking forward to Su Mu's evaluation.
Su Mu said four words very simply.
The host was so stunned that he didn't vomit blood.
Liu Jianming and others' expressions instantly became stiff.
But the exchange group was collectively angry.
Everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment.
What does scumbag Su mean?
But that's it?
His evaluation was... nothing more than that?
Unexpectedly, Su Mu had another word to say.
He took advantage of the host's daze, grabbed the microphone from his hand, looked at everyone in the exchange group, and said calmly:
"I mean...!"
"You...are nothing more than that."
"I'm not targeting any of you..."
"I'm talking about your entire so-called high-brow, Western classical music scene."
"In front of me, you...are all rubbish."
The whole audience could hear the needle drop suddenly.
Everyone opened their mouths in horror.
Liu Jianming's eyes darkened and he fell straight down.