The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1304 - 1299: Performance

From the moment Wulang sat down on the stool and placed his hands on the piano, his demeanor completely transformed.

Undoubtedly, this man was truly a born pianist.

His tall stature, handsome face, slender fingers, and graceful charm.

In every aspect, he was undoubtedly the material of a natural pianist.

Just looking at him, those fans who had been hurt before immediately felt better, no longer immersed in anger and sadness.

"So handsome!"

"Here he comes! Mr. Wu Lang is going to perform again!"

"A ticket to his concert costs at least eight hundred; today, we are in for a treat!"

The fanatics quickly immersed themselves in the atmosphere of admiring Wulang.

Sister Hua was the same; she looked at Qin Hao with disdain, then looked at Wulang with admiration, muttering, "Both are men, but one can only talk big, while the other has such outstanding skills. What a sin!"

Ah Sang next to her heard this and angrily said, "He’s already been scolded so badly, and you still want to insult my brother! You’re a truly venomous woman!"

"Wild woman! A man making a scene is not a skill, it just makes him seem unrefined!" Sister Hua said arrogantly, "If this unrefined man had some level on the piano, I might not look down on him!"

Ah Sang still wanted to speak, but over there, where the piano was, music began to softly play.

Wulang’s slender and long fingers were agile and varied.

With each finger’s light touch on the keys, urgent sounds flowed from the piano.

At first, the melody was gentle, as if a feather was gently caressing each person’s heartstrings.

Just when everyone sank into the fantasy of a beautiful sunny day.

Suddenly.

The tone changed.

The melody changed.

The rhythm also changed.

Everything turned so wild and untamed.

Everyone’s hearts were beating intensely, their facial expressions turned to astonishment.

In the vast airport.

Figures moved in a blur.

But, because of the fervent performance here, many people walked over.

Stopped, then sank into it.

Everyone was the same.

Unknowingly how much time passed, when the melody halted after the last note.

Clang!

Everyone present was awakened.

Then, they all felt like they had just experienced a grand ball.

At this time, Wulang stood up with a smile, bowed, and his elegance impressed everyone.

Clap clap clap!

In unison, the crowd burst into applause.

Especially those fanatics, they almost clapped their hands red.

After prolonged applause, Wulang pressed his hand, stopping the clapping, and said, "Thank you all for your attention, can anyone name the piece?"

Sister Hua raised her hand and shouted, "I know. It’s Liszt’s ’Fantasy Polonaise.’"

The Fantasy Polonaise is one of the top ten difficult piano pieces, very challenging to play. Wulang daring to play it in such a setting shows his skill.

Immediately, the scene erupted with cheers like a tidal wave.

"So amazing! He could play such a high-difficulty piece!"

"Incredible! I felt like I just experienced a pirate’s life!"

"Wulang is awesome, professional is indeed professional! No wonder he’s so popular!"

Becoming the focus, Mr. Wu Lang touched the tie on his neck, then smiled and said, "Thank you all for the cheers. I do not consider myself the master you call me. I personally think the path of piano is endless, worth pursuing for a lifetime."

His humble speech drew applause once more.

Soon after the applause subsided, Wulang smiled and said, "Just now, this gentleman said my piano skills are trash and he is the one in a million master. Next, this gentleman will take the stage, and I hope you give him warm applause."

Saying this, he beckoned to Qin Hao with his fingers, seemingly welcoming, but in truth expressing disdain.

"Is this the ugly man who dares to speak against Mr. Wu Lang?"

"Heh! Really looks like a bad guy!"

"Look at his sloppy clothes; seems like he just came out of Da Mountain."

"This kind of person? Can he really play the piano? Probably doesn’t even know what a piano key is!"

Clearly, after Wulang’s impressive performance, Qin Hao who came next was already labeled a "failure."

No one favored him, and those who disliked him even took the opportunity to mock him.

Sister Hua looked at Ah Sang beside her and mockingly said, "Wild girl, now do you still think that pretty boy will win?"

Ah Sang’s face turned a bit pale.

She didn’t expect Wulang’s piano skills to be so astonishing and began to instinctively worry.

However, Xinmu was more confident, clenching his fists, he said, "Old hag! Stop bragging, Boss Hao definitely won’t lose!"

"Heh!" Sister Hua let out a disdainful laugh, "Big fool, let’s see if you can still laugh later. Come on, let’s listen to that pretty boy’s screechy performance!"

As they conversed, Qin Hao came to the piano amidst all eyes on him.

Before he sat down, the fanatic group led by Sister Hua started heckling.

However, amid this targeted atmosphere, Qin Hao remained very calm.

He wiped his ten fingers on his clothes, as if doing some pre-cleaning work.

Sister Hua sneered, "This little kid likes to put on airs huh! It’s really funny!"

At the piano, after Qin Hao finished preparing, he sat down on the stool, placed his hands on the piano keys, and made a "clonk" sound.

Seemingly an unintended move, yet it was loud enough to drown out the surrounding discussions.

And the chaotic shouting fans were slightly stunned, involuntarily closing their mouths.

At this moment, everyone was amazed to discover.

Qin Hao... seemed to have changed.

He was no longer lazy.

Instead, now his posture was upright, like a towering mountain peak.

His hands were clearly placed there, yet appeared strong and solid. His eyes, however, looked at the piano with deep affection, as if viewing a first love.

That feeling, an indescribable gentleness, made people’s hearts ripple.

Even those who didn’t like him had to admit that at this moment, the serious Qin Hao was truly somewhat charming.

"Hey! What’s so great about putting on airs? Playing the piano well is the real deal!"

Wulang folded his arms and sneered with a sullen face.

He speculated that Qin Hao might know how to play a little piano, a couple of pieces that could still be listened to.

But so what?

Who among those who have studied piano can’t play a few beginner pieces?

Even if these familiar and pleasing pieces were played, so what?

Wouldn’t he still lose?

Wulang was very disdainful of Qin Hao’s conduct.

He thought, this person was nothing but a façade.

So he loudly mocked, "Wasting everyone’s time pretending, I think this is not a quality a pianist should have!"