Chapter 85 Long legs stretched out from under the table
Wu Chujun picked up an electric guitar and announced to the audience through the microphone: "Now, the five of us will perform two rock songs for everyone. I am the lyricist and composer, and the singer is Fan Miner, the little princess of Zhongzheng Electronics."
There was a roar of applause from the stage, accompanied by a round of warm applause.
Wu Chujun on lead guitar, Fan Miner on rhythm guitar, and also the lead singer, bassist Jiang Xu, keyboardist Bai Hong, and drummer Chen Da form a complete band, a band composed entirely of children from rich families.
Among them, Wu Chujun's family background is a bit different, but even if she is not Su Junzhe's fiancée, she is also the female boss of a company, and she writes all the lyrics and music, so she is definitely the soul of the band.
It's just that these people are just playing for fun and have no intention of developing into the entertainment industry. The more noble their status is, the less they can show their faces.
When the performance began, the style was not as brisk, euphemistic, and touching as the solo performance just now, but suddenly transformed into a heavy metal rock frenzy, with bold passion and strong rhythm.
And this time there is a lead singer, so the effect is better than just listening to the melody. However, Fan Miner's singing skills are a bit lacking, she lacks energy and can't hit the high notes, which makes the whole song lose its luster.
After one song ended, the five of them played another song, again in a rock style, with lyrics and music by Wu Chujun. Together with the previous guitar solo, there were three songs in total.
After finishing, Wu Chujun and his four friends bowed and left the stage amidst applause.
When the applause subsided, another discordant voice sounded in the hall, saying arrogantly: "Miss Wu's talent is admirable. I have also prepared a piece of music that I want to play for everyone."
The speaker was none other than the unpopular Zhong Yang, the youngest son of the mayor's family. He had a sharp mouth and a thief-like appearance, and his words were also a bit harsh and unpleasant.
Wu Chujun smiled and said: "Young Master Zhong will perform, I believe everyone is looking forward to it."
Zhong Yang stood up carelessly and walked to the bandstand.
There is a piano on the stage, which no one has used yet. It seems to be mostly a decoration. Zhong Yang's target is that piano.
Zhong Yang is a sarcastic and pushy person with a slight interest in music. He has practiced piano abroad for several years, but his level is so-so, so he wants to take this opportunity to show off his piano skills, win attention, and ask for likes to satisfy his desire.
Inflated vanity.
After getting on the bandstand, Mr. Zhong Yang sat down in front of the piano and opened the cover on the keys. He really looked like a musician.
The guests watched Zhong Yang's every move. Many people knew the mayor's youngest son, but few people knew that he could play the piano. He probably had no chance to show off, so he couldn't wait to step forward.
Show off a wave of operations.
The melodious and melodious sound of the piano began to play. It was a song that everyone was familiar with. To a person who didn’t understand music, it sounded very similar and had no flaws. But to Ye Xingyu, this skill was really ordinary.
Not only that I played a simplified version, but I also missed a few notes.
Of course, a musical talent like Wu Chujun would definitely be able to hear it, even Jiang Xu curled his lips with disdain on his face.
A performance of Zhong Yang's level does not reflect superb skills at all, but mostly involves sensationalism.
At the end of the song, there was a burst of warm applause. After all, most people couldn't tell the difference and thought the performer was good. The few who could hear it wouldn't deliberately refute Zhong Yang's face.
, still giving polite applause and support.
Zhong Yang stood up proudly and waved to the audience with high spirits, as if he was truly a world-class musician.
But as soon as he glanced at it, his face immediately darkened, because there were actually several people at the most conspicuous main table who did not applaud.
One is Jiang Xu, who is not interested in Zhong Yang, and as the young master of the Jiang family, he does not need to be polite to the mayor's son.
Another one is Wang Chunxiang. She is a martial artist. She is not interested in these gadgets such as playing, playing and singing. She did not applaud Wu Chujun's performance just now.
The last one is Ye Xingyu. It’s not that he doesn’t want to applaud, but Wang Chunxiang who is sitting diagonally opposite is kicking him. This crazy bitch takes advantage of her height and long legs to do whatever she wants. While everyone is applauding, she suddenly launches a sneak attack.
I just want to see Ye Xingyu scream in pain and embarrassment.
If an ordinary ancient warrior were to be suddenly and secretly attacked in this situation, he would definitely be unable to defend himself and would definitely be hit.
But is Ye Xingyu an ordinary ancient warrior? Of course not!
His biggest trump card has never been the physical power, but the power of the soul. Even if he does not release it deliberately, the power of the soul will naturally spread, and all the disturbances within two or three meters around him will not be hidden from his perception of the soul.
What's more, Wang Chunxiang had already exuded targeted hostility the moment before she took action, which was known to Ye Xingyu. When she took action, Ye Xingyu was already ready.
When no one was watching, Ye Xingyu stretched out one hand and quickly reached under the table, and held the kicked ankle very accurately. The other hand quickly brushed several acupuncture points on the calf.
Wang Chunxiang's whole leg was sore and numb, and it would take at least ten minutes to return to normal. During this time, she could no longer cause trouble.
Wang Chunxiang stole the chicken but lost the rice. After suffering a loss, she glared at Ye Xingyu fiercely, and Ye Xingyu stared back without showing any weakness.
No one noticed their little moves, not even Xu Hu, who was sitting next to Wang Chunxiang, noticed the secret fight going on under the table.
However, just because Ye Xingyu used his hands to resist and counter Wang Chunxiang's long legs, he did not have time to clap, and was immediately resented by Zhong Yang.
Jiang Xu had a rich background and was not easy to mess with, and Wang Chunxiang was a rare beauty. The angry Zhong Yang had no choice but to use Ye Xingyu for surgery.
He looked at Ye Xingyu with evil eyes, pointed at him and taunted: "You are a reckless man, you are only brave and aggressive, your head is full of grass, you can't understand my piano music even if you think about it, if
If everyone is like you, then I am just playing the piano to others."
In front of so many people, Zhong Yang dissed Ye Xingyu unceremoniously, immediately irritating him. He thought to himself: You idiot, you are a fool, and you are a reckless man. I have offended you? I don’t care about you.
You're still rubbing your nose and face, so you're looking for trouble, right?
Ye Xingyu smiled coldly and immediately retorted: "If you are not good at learning, don't show off. You can play such rubbish stuff and you have the nerve to brag about it. My brother-in-law is a hundred times better than you! How dare you?
Play the piano to a cow and you will scare the cow into mad cow disease!"