My house collapsed from the top, and the system just came?

At this moment, Aangtian's face was full of doubts about life.

He even felt that he had pressed the fast forward button on his life. Otherwise, how could anyone in the world be able to play the piano so fast?

He thought that his performance just now was fast enough.

But in front of Wang Mo's performance at this moment, his speed just now seemed like a snail slowly crawling.

However, this was not what shocked Aida the most.

What Aang Tian couldn't figure out the most was: why Wang Mo could still maintain the high artistic quality of a piano piece while playing so fast!

Forget it soon.

The artistic conception is amazing.

Such an amazing technique!

Such a shocking level!

Xiangtian originally thought that Wang Mo's performance would turn into a clown in front of his proud skills, but he never expected that the clown would turn into himself.

His piano playing level is already recognized as first-class in the world.

Even he is far inferior to Wang Mo.

So what level has Wang Mo achieved in piano playing skills?

"Master level!"

Although Aida didn't want to admit it, these three words still appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

Then, others become numb.

Aida has seen many master performers in his life.

But this was the first time in his life that he had seen a musician who had reached the master level in both composition and performance. Even if you look at history, you can count such figures on one hand. Those characters are all legendary musicians who are famous in the music industry throughout the ages.

Because after a musician reaches a master level in technique, his perception of music will also rise to a whole new level, which will give him more inspiration in creation.

Xiangtian felt that he somewhat understood why Wang Mo could produce so many top-notch songs.

He shook his head with complicated eyes.

He should have thought of this.

but.

late.

Aida's originally passionate heart gradually fell to the bottom.

But for other piano masters, their hearts changed from calm to fanatical.

Aang Tian could see that Wang Mo's piano skills had reached a master level, so how could Romando, Simon and others not see it?

Romando's eyes bulged: "Master level?"

Simon nodded firmly: "Absolutely a master!"

Rudolph opened his mouth but said nothing.

There is no need for these top masters to judge. Even many ordinary musicians have guessed that Wang Mo has reached the peak level in piano performance.

"Master level!"

"Oh my god, Wang Mo's skills are definitely at the master level!"

"Wang Mo is still a master of piano performance?"

"Absolutely! Xiangtian's playing skills are far inferior to his, and Xiangtian is already a world-class performer. What else can Wang Mo be besides a master?"

"But didn't some media say that Wang Mo's piano performance is only comparable to ordinary professional standards?"

"Do you believe what the marketing account says?"

"Exactly! With Wang Mo's accomplishments in composition, how could his piano skills be so low?"

"..."

Off stage.

Zhao Shu had always been worried.

But at this moment, he felt that he could no longer think, but his expression changed from worry to shock, and then from shock to giggle.

"This guy! This guy!"

Zhao Shu kept repeating his words.

No wonder Wang Mo was so confident just now. It turned out that this kid was hiding such a big thing.

What a masterful performance!

Thinking about it, Zhao Shu felt his heart trembling.

But soon Zhao Shu said harshly: "This brat didn't reveal the news in advance, which made me worry for a long time. After he steps down, I must... must..."

Muttered for a long time.

Zhao Quan didn't say anything. He really couldn't bear to fight Wang Mo, his precious child.

…

In the center of the stage, Wang Mo's performance has gradually improved.

With lightning speed, everyone could no longer see his hands clearly. They could only see two phantoms flying on them, and then rows of piano keys came and went.

That kind of scene has a fatal impact on everyone's soul.

Everyone in the audience couldn't even utter a exclamation, they just stared blankly. Even the most dedicated reporters on weekdays have their mouths hanging open and are completely stunned.

In fact, the piano music Wang Mo was playing now was beyond their imagination.

The strong sound waves are like circuits, impacting everyone's souls one after another.

It was almost hard for everyone to breathe.

The live broadcast room was already abuzz.

"Explode!"

"Oh my god! Is this really a tune that a human can play?"

"Is it too fast? Is it too fast?"

"This hand speed is absolutely amazing for grabbing red envelopes."

"Just listening to this melody makes me feel numb."

"How did you listen? Anyway, I listened while kneeling."

"The moment the music started playing, I felt so weak that I thought a swarm of wasps had entered my house. Is this artistic conception so incredible?"

"I never thought that one day the gentle piano in my heart would be able to play crazy rhythms."

"..."

While everyone was still immersed in the huge impact of the music.

Uh-huh!

Wang Mo made a beautiful turn and stopped playing instantly.

The hearts of everyone who had been hanging just now suddenly dropped, as if the overwhelming Huang Feng suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The whole place fell into dead silence again.

However, this silence and the atmosphere in the air are completely different from those a few minutes ago when Wang Mo played.

At this moment, almost everyone still maintained a dumbfounded expression.

Shock.

Confused.

Dumbfounded.

Until someone clapped.

Then the applause suddenly turned into a thunderous roar.

Wang Mo stood up, bowed deeply to the stage, and then suddenly fixed his gaze on Xiangtian: "Master Xiangtian, my performance has been completed. Would you like to comment on it?"

At this moment, Aida seemed to have aged more than ten years in a matter of minutes.

At seventy years old, he was full of energy because he took good care of himself, but at this moment, he almost changed into a different person, his eyes were bloodshot and he was in a trance.

He originally had a good idea, he wanted to take this opportunity to defeat Wang Mo, and then draw all the heat from the opponent to himself, and then give Fuso Kingdom an absolute advantage in the competition for the "Hometown of Music".

So after knowing that Wang Mo's playing level was average, he carefully designed this challenge.

However, Aida never expected that the result would be like this.

The artistic conception of "The Voice of Huangfeng" is far inferior to that of "Flight of the Bumblebee". In terms of performance skills, he became a naked clown in front of the global live broadcast.

Especially this piece of music played by Wang Mo, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is directed at him.

This made Aida almost collapse.

I saw Aida didn't respond for a long time.

Wang Mo approached step by step: "Master Xiangtian? Please give me some advice!"

Uh-huh!

The whole audience is paying attention.

Aangtian was silent for a moment, and finally bowed his head: "I lost."

He knew that after he said these words, Fuso would no longer be qualified to compete for the hometown of music, but he had no choice.

However……

He didn't expect that after he surrendered, something would embarrass him even more.

Within seconds he gave in.

A European and American reporter stood up and said excitedly: "Mr. Wang Mo... No, Master Wang Mo, your piano piece is called "Flight of the Bumblebee". Both the name and the melody are almost aimed at "Sound of the Wasp". So, was this piece improvised?"

After hearing this reporter's words, everyone thought of a question that made their hearts palpitate.

yes!

Did Wang Mo improvise?

If it wasn't impromptu, how could such a coincidence happen that day?

But if it's impromptu, it's even scarier!

Why?

Because this means that Wang Mo created this song "Flight of the Bumblebee" that shocked countless people in less than half an hour!

Therefore, the scene was filled with exclamations of surprise.

"Improvisation, impossible, right?"

"But if it's not improvisation, how do you explain that Wang Mo happened to come up with this piece of music specifically for Xiang Tian? Such a coincidence is even more unexplainable."

"But if it's improvisation, then Wang Mo's talent is too terrifying!"

"..."

When Xiang Tian heard this, his face turned even more ugly.

Improvisation?

If this is really the case, then how did he simply lose in this round of competition?

He lost so much that he lost his pants.

Even Simon, Romando and others looked at each other.

"Really improvisation?"

"Most likely!"

"God! Such musical talent!"

"I'm far inferior."

In fact, it is very common for music masters like Simon to improvise. Many famous songs are even improvised after inspiration bursts out, and then they are slowly revised and honed to make the music perfect.

But if Wang Mo could respond to Aang Tian's challenge and create a famous song of peak quality in such a short period of time, they asked themselves that they couldn't do it.

at once.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Wang Mo, waiting for his answer.

Improvised?

Or a coincidence?

Wang Mo smiled slightly and did not respond to this matter.

Improvisation is fine.

Just a coincidence.

Any answer will make some people unsatisfied, so it is better to give a little suspense and let everyone think about it slowly.

Now, Wang Mo still has an important thing to do.

His eyes were fixed on Aida again.

Although Xiangtian has already taken the initiative to admit defeat at this moment, with a look of defeat on his face, in Wang Mo's view, this blow is not enough!

He wanted to completely defeat this old man from Fuso, from body to soul!

But to achieve this step, just relying on "Flight of the Bumblebee" is not enough, he has to do something more ruthless.

Think of this.

Wang Mo smiled slightly and said, "Master Xiangtian, do you know why you lost? Because your performance just now has entered a misunderstanding."

Although Xiangtian admitted defeat, he still frowned when he heard Wang Mo's words: "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

Wang Mo snapped his fingers: "You think that blindly pursuing speed means you have a new breakthrough on the piano. But what's the point of this kind of performance? You are just showing off your speed. What's more, to say something ugly, Even if it's just speed, you can't show off. Or do you think that although I surpassed you in "Flight of the Bumblebee" just now, you still think that your playing speed is very impressive?"

Aangtian didn't say anything, he really thought so in his heart.

He even considered it a breakthrough for him on the piano.

Wang Mo snorted and sneered: "That's why I said you have made a mistake in music. Because I think you have no talent in terms of the speed of piano playing!"

Astonishing words!

Because these words are equivalent to Wang Mo pointing at Xiangtian's nose and calling him stupid.

There was an instant uproar.

"Master Aida has no talent?"

"Isn't this a bit too much?"

"Although I admit that Wang Mo is unparalleled in terms of speed, Xiang Tian's speed just now is indeed quite good."

"Yes, at least it's remarkable."

Aida laughed angrily.

Arrogant!

Although his speed when playing "Sound of the Wasp" just now was not as good as Wang Mo's, it was definitely at the top level in the world. Now he is being despised?

His expression turned cold: "What do you mean when you say this?"

Wang Mo said calmly: "I know you are not convinced when I say this. In this case, I will tell you with facts what the real speed is."

How to defeat someone?

Of course, it is to destroy the opponent's most confident place, and then press it to the ground and rub it hard.

When he played "Flight of the Bumblebee" just now, he only defeated Aida, but he couldn't break the opponent's mind.

That being the case!

Then do something more ruthless.

Um?

Hearing Wang Mo's words, Xiangtian's eyebrows jumped sharply and he stared at Wang Mo.

Others were also stunned.

In fact, the information contained in these words seems a bit big.

Finally, a reporter asked: "Mr. Wang Mo, what you mean by this is that you have other piano music that can be played faster than "Flight of the Bumblebee"?"

This reporter is on the road!

Wang Mo smiled at the other party, but did not explain. Instead, he looked at the judging panel next to him and asked: "If I want to play another piano piece, do the teachers agree?"

Immediately, many people exclaimed.

Because Wang Mo's words are almost equivalent to acknowledging the reporter's inquiry just now: He can pop up faster! And it has to be demonstrated on site!

How can this be?

"Can it really be faster?"

"Oh my god, if you go too fast, your hands will get cramped?"

"It seems to me that Wang Mo's hand was cramping just now and he couldn't see clearly at all."

"I do not believe!"

"It's not a lie, is it?"

Everyone was whispering to each other.

The referee panel also started a discussion.

Soon everyone had the results of the discussion, and the referee said solemnly: "The International Music Festival is originally meant to showcase the charm of music, so the rules are very loose. Since Mr. Wang has better piano music to showcase, of course he can continue to play."

With the approval of the judging panel.

Wang Mo nodded, ignored Xiang Tian, ​​and suddenly asked: "Everyone, who has a cigarette?"

Bring cigarettes?

Many people were stunned. The span of this sentence was really too big, so no one could react.

But netizens who were watching the live broadcast burst out laughing.

"What is Wang Mo doing?"

"Brother, you don't want to smoke in front of a global audience, do you?"

"Although I don't object to smoking, you can't do this either!"

"Is he too nervous and wants to smoke a cigarette to calm down?"

"Oh my god, Wang Mo actually smokes. The image of the little puppy in my heart has collapsed."

"Brother Mo! Be calm! You are actually standing on the stage of the music temple in the minds of many people, asking for cigarettes in front of hundreds of millions of people around the world?"

"..."

Zhao Shu was so close that he vomited blood.

How could he have imagined that Wang Mo would suddenly arrive like this? Now, no matter whether Wang Mo smokes or not, his image will be smeared by many people.

Tell me, why are you saying this so well?

It's not necessary...brother!

Jury.

The referee said helplessly: "Mr. Wang, smoking is prohibited here."

If Wang Mo hadn't shown the demeanor of a music master, if he were an ordinary person, he would have called security to expel the other party.

Asking someone for a cigarette on stage at the Metropolitan Opera is a bit off-putting.

However, Wang Mo shook his head: "I'm not smoking, I'm just asking if anyone has a cigarette?"

There was no joking in his eyes.

Everyone is a little strange to each other.

finally.

After a while, a celebrity took out a cigar from his pocket: "Wang...Master Wang, I have it here."

"Well, thank you."

Wang Mo nodded, "Please give it to me."

After he finished speaking, the celebrity quickly stood up and handed over the cigarette.

Of course, no one's attention is on this cigarette at this moment, so they don't know that in a few minutes this cigarette will become a miracle in the music industry and will be regarded as the most popular by the organizers of the International Music Hall Night. Precious treasures, collected in the music museum for people to appreciate.

And this celebrity who passed the cigarette became famous all over the world with his actions at this moment, and became one of the indispensable supporting characters in the legendary history of the music industry.

This is something.

now.

After Wang Mo received the cigarette, he gently placed it next to the piano.

No one knew what he meant.

Aang Tian responded even more coldly.

After putting away the cigarette, Wang Mo gently sat down on the piano bench and said: "This piece is called "Immortal Movement"."

A few simple words spread throughout the world through live sound.

Immortal music!

The name alone is enough to make people feel ripples in their hearts.

Some people even thought that Wang Mo was too crazy for choosing this name, but thinking of every song Wang Mo had ever performed, they had to admit that Wang Mo had such qualifications.

Everyone is waiting for Wang Mo's performance.

But at this moment, Wang Mo's expression became a little dazed.

"Enduring Movement" is called "Enduring Movement" in English. It is a piano piece played by the protagonist 1900 in the movie "The Pianist on the Sea".

If you have watched this movie, you will probably understand why Wang Mo chose it.

…

The whole audience is paying attention.

Wang Mo smiled slightly, and then suddenly pressed the piano keys.

In just an instant, the beating notes on the keys seemed to turn into a violent storm, tilting out of the piano, sweeping everyone in at an unparalleled speed, and violently impacting everyone's heart.

More crazy!

More explosive!

Faster!

You are not allowed to resist.

The piano, which had always been elegant and gentle in everyone's minds, now seemed to have turned into a vortex that could swallow everything, sucking in everyone's souls.

In just a few seconds, the expressions of everyone present became the same.

Unanimously stunned.

Consistent pupil enlargement.

At this time, they understood why Wang Mo said what he said: "I will tell you with facts, what is real speed!"

Including Simon, Romando and other top musicians, they couldn't even utter an exclamation.

Just staring blankly at Wang Mo's wildly shaking hands, goosebumps appeared on his skin.

If "Flight of the Bumblebee" can be said to be the peak of artistic conception, it is said to be a masterpiece.

Then this song "Eternal Movement" has nothing but pure joy!

Extremely fast playing.

It’s so fast that many people’s eyes can’t react.

artistic conception?

What kind of artistic conception do you want!

Originally, everyone's understanding of piano music was to slowly appreciate its beauty and artistic conception in the beautiful melody.

But at this moment, with this lightning-fast performance, how can anyone still have time to enjoy it quietly? The fast melody that flowed out from Wang Mo's fingertips was like a huge wave, like a rough invisible giant force pulling everyone into its unique artistic conception and rhythm!

Make you unable to resist.

It feels like you are driving a canoe alone on the endless sea and encounter a storm. The huge waves caused by the storm force you to cling to the side of the ship and feel every thrilling moment of it.

Scalp numbness.

My heart trembled.

Xiang Tian has already become a terracotta warrior.

There was still a sneer on his face, but this sneer seemed to have turned into a photo, motionless.

But at this moment, his heart had gradually become cold, and he felt that something was breaking inside him. It was a strong self-confidence that he had built up over decades, and it was a kind of arrogance that made him a piano master. At this moment, these things are showing signs of collapse.

Simon's consciousness was sinking.

Romando was dumbfounded.

Rudolf was dumbfounded.

All the masters were completely stunned at this moment.

All the netizens were dumbfounded, and only a few people were posting comments in amazement.

"Oh my God."

"What speed?!"

"Is this the speed Wang Mo said?"

"hand of God!"

Some people felt cold all over.

Some people watched with excitement.

And Wang Mo, who was playing on the stage at the moment, had a trace of white mist coming out of his head because of his extreme performance.

When the high-definition camera captured this scene, many people's hearts were beating wildly.

Just now when Wang Mo played "Flight of the Bumblebee", there was no white mist above his head, but now such a magical scene appeared. From this, it is enough to see what speed Wang Mo was playing at this moment. realm.

Plop.

Plop.

I don’t know how many viewers felt that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests at this moment.

How could they have imagined that in a music festival known for its tranquility and beauty, they could experience a performance more exciting than sports competitions or even gambling?

Many people were in a trance.

Because they felt that Wang Mo's speed was still increasing and the piano melody was still accelerating!

Everyone's head was spinning.

But right now.

suddenly.

Wang Mo's hands stopped instantly, as if the huge waves on the sea suddenly disappeared without a trace.

One second ago, everyone was under tremendous pressure from the huge waves.

The next second, this pressure suddenly disappeared.

Such an extreme change made many people's faces suddenly turn red, and then they gasped for air, as if they had the illusion of being reborn.

but!

Just when everyone thought Wang Mo's performance was over and was about to stand up and say thank you.

Wang Mo stood up, gently pinched the cigar standing next to the piano, and slowly placed it on the strings under the grand piano while everyone was watching.

Tsk~~~

There was a slight sound, and then wisps of smoke came out from where the cigar met the strings.

Under the dull gazes of people around the world, Wang Mo took out the cigar. Only then did everyone see that the cigar that was still intact had been lit.

Wang Mo smiled slightly, still gently placed the cigar upside down on the piano, turned around and walked off the stage.