Chapter 154: Explosion!

An Quantao's performance was so amazing that when he stood up from the piano, almost all the classmates below forgot to applaud!

Peng Tielin was also a little distracted. His mind was still the hands of An Quantao flying on the keys. If he hadn't known for sure that the boy with neutral beauty in front of him was still a student, he would probably think that he was playing in front of him, a pianist.

That's right, with Peng Tielin's knowledge, An Quantao's performance can indeed be said to be outrageous and extremely strong. So when Peng Tielin came to his senses, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Is this kid really a student in the general class? It's not that any music school affiliated to come over to mess with it."

Peng Tielin believed that even though he had just graduated from school, his level might not be as good as this student with a beautiful face, let alone now. In this ordinary high school, he tutored a group of students who were too amateurs every day, and he had no time to further study, and his piano level was worse than when he had just graduated.

"Hey, I don't know if there is such a top student in the group or whether it should be happy or sad. What's happy is that this means that another seedling of the key colleges will appear under his command. The sad thing is that he is here, even he is embarrassed to speak the piano. Peng Tielin believes that once his level is revealed, even the students will see that it is worse than An Quantao. How can he do this in the future?

Although he thought so in his heart, Peng Tielin still showed an excited expression on his face. He was a teacher and had no reason to be jealous of his students. Although this guy was not taught by him, he was also his student after all. If he talked about it, he would still have face.

"Student An, I didn't expect your piano to play so well! Haha, I will give more advice to other students in the future. Welcome to join the piano group. By the way, you are so outstanding, you can transfer to the art class. Do you want me to talk to your class teacher?" Peng Tielin said happily.

"No need, Teacher Peng, I think it's good to be in the general class. Learning cultural knowledge is also an important part of improving piano skills." An Quantao said with a smile. He accepted Peng Tielin's praise just now, without any embarrassment. Moreover, looking at his calm and gentle appearance, he must have experienced many big scenes.

"Haha, yes, your teacher is really amazing. Can you invite him to give you a lecture if you have the chance?" Peng Tielin said happily.

"Teacher Peng, my teacher is in Beijing, and he is very busy every day, so I'm afraid he can't take time." An Quantao explained with a smile, but there was a hint of pride in his tone.

"Sure enough, only teachers from Beijing can have such a high level. I don't know if they are from the altogether or from the Chinese Academy of Sciences. If you can teach such excellent students, the level of the teacher will definitely not be low." Listening to An Quantao saying that his teacher is from Beijing, Peng Tielin was even more sure of his guess.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. Quan Tao, participate in the piano group activities more in the future." Peng Tielin said enthusiastically, and then signaled that he could return to his seat.

An Quantao nodded, turned around and walked backwards, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Hi, Quan Tao, it's playing well." Seeing An Quan Tao coming over, Liu Yufan smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

"Thank you!" An Quantao nodded to him, pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, greeted him and prepared to go out through the back door. Originally, he was only joining this group for a piano key, and now his goal has been achieved, so it is meaningless to stay here again.

"Classmate, come up." Peng Tielin pointed Liu Yufan with a pencil and said.

Hearing Peng Tielin clicking him, Liu Yufan stood up from the chair with a relaxed expression. The moment he stood up, he blinked at An Quantao.

Chu Yunfei was still immersed in the attack just now, but when he saw that it was Liu Yufan's turn to go up, his mood immediately improved a lot, and his eyes were filled with a light of expectation.

"Hehe, a boy who has not even passed the CET-6 exam is about to come on stage and see what he can play his head? Could it be a boat rowing or a little star?" Chu Yunfei looked at Liu Yufan walking towards the piano, guessing maliciously in his heart.

"Sit down and report your name and performance." After the excitement just now, Peng Tielin was obviously a little out of shape. Perhaps An Quantao's performance was too eye-catching. After seeing such outstanding seedlings, Peng Tielin was somewhat interested in the next selection. Sometimes people are like this. When they are used to eating delicacies and then go back to eat simple food, they will feel no appetite. Obviously, An Quanta's k330 just now was a hearing meal for Peng Tielin. Of course, he would not expect to see whether such strange things will appear in the next students. This is more difficult than winning another bet immediately after winning a five million prize.

Most of the students who participated in the selection are like this. It’s okay if they haven’t heard An Quantao’s performance. After listening to it, they found that the one they played before was not called the piano, and even a few who had not yet played on stage were ready to give up. Thinking that they were about to hear another clumsy performance, these people wanted to leave immediately, so as not to be able to stand such a big gap.

Liu Yufan naturally sat in front of the piano and slightly adjusted the position of the piano bench, as if he was not affected by An Quantao just now. He stretched out his arm and felt the distance between the keys. After he felt it was appropriate, he said in a relaxed tone: "Liu Yufan, "Defend the Yellow River""

"Defend the Yellow River!" Hearing these four light words, An Quantao, who had already walked to the door of the classroom, stopped and looked at the guy who was already sitting in front of the piano, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"It was adapted by myself?" he guessed in secret.

After letting out a gentle breath, Liu Yufan calmed down and adjusted his condition. The next moment, he, who seemed to be sitting in front of the piano casually, immediately burst out with a different aura.

The body leaned forward, and the arms slowly lifted from the shoulder joints. About thirty centimeters away from the keys, they fell up to the keys with an extremely solemn momentum.

"Dong~~~" The hands were deeply trapped in the keys, and the Yamaha piano made a huge and thick sound, both hands were octaves. Driven by the shoulder joints, it slowly moved towards the high pitch area with a solid, solid and unstoppable momentum!

The fourth movement of the authentic Yin Chengzong version of the Piano Concerto "Yellow River" - Defend the Yellow River!

Although there is no symphony accompaniment, the octave of these hands is just showing a majestic atmosphere like a mountain standing like a thousand troops!

An Quantao looked at the hands on the piano as if he had been imposed, and he could no longer move his steps!

The students who were just looking down on their faces were now put away their expressions. This heavy and powerful melody grabbed their nerves like an invisible hand. The solemn melody was as solid as the essence. Every time a sound was released, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting their hearts hard!

Look at the figure in front of the piano, the powerful arms, the body leaning forward like a fighter, and the firm expression are like a brave fighter against the backdrop of music. The piano is the weapon in his hand. The melody of condensing and slowly advancing like a mountain is like an iron stream, which wants to crush everything blocking in front of him into powder!

"This~~This is the most orthodox version of the concerto to defend the Yellow River!" An Quantao shouted in his heart, and the figure in front of him seemed to be one with the agile figure of his teacher! But he couldn't believe it, and couldn't believe that he could have seen someone playing this song in such a small place.

The more he couldn't believe it, the more he looked forward to Liu Yufan's next performance, because this prelude was just the beginning, and the place where he really ate kung fu was still at the back.

"Look soon, I'll know soon." An Quantao stared at the hands on the piano keys, and his breathing became a little rapid.

After his hands "smashed" a bright sixth chord in the high pitch area, he drew a graceful arc on the keys, and then "catched" the keys in the bass area like a hawk fighting a rabbit. The next moment, his hands were like two elves who woke up in an instant, and two shadows that were invisible to the naked eye on the keys!

At the same time, a sound stream that was much faster than just now, like a torrent of steel, mixed with lightning and thunder, and with an indomitable momentum, rushed towards the high-pitched area!

If the first melody is as condensing as a mountain, the second melody that follows is like an unstoppable mountain torrent, and it is extremely rapid!

"What a powerful basic wrist skill! With such a fast octave of hands, every sound is so even and accurate. Oh my god, how did he do it!" An Quantao stared at the hands, and a hot look flashed in his eyes, nervousness and excitement, even making him forget his breathing!

Others' performances are similar to his. Even if Peng Tielin has never heard of this song, he was completely attracted by the impact of these two short waves of sound streams!

A ray of colorful colors like a storm sounded, and the scattered notes were like countless white water mists that blew up on the rocks, and also seemed to be venting the two sounds in front!

The hands swiped across the keys like a gust of wind, and the ten fingers rose and fell rapidly at an extremely high speed. Just by appreciating the small movements of the fingers, it makes people feel like breathing rapidly!

Perfect technology!

"The wind is roaring, the horse is yelling, and the Yellow River is roaring!" After a moment of silence, a pair of hands finally played the iron-flowing main melody of "Defending the Yellow River" in the midrange area! The main melody like steel, and the octave downward chord of the sixteenth notes that are overturned like rivers, have a strong sense of rhythm, making people feel that the blood in their bodies boils!

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