The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Yan Tao took out a piece of paper gracefully, wiped his lips, and then raised his eyebrows and looked at Smith, "Want to hear the falling stars?"

With breakfast still stuffed in his mouth, Smith nodded quickly, looked at Yan Tao with wide eyes, looked at the casual-looking young man, and asked vaguely, "C-is it okay?"

"I don't have a piano here."

"I have!"

Smith had already made full preparations for the struggle. Even before Yan Tao agreed to his agreement, Smith had already asked someone to transport his own piano.

Smith hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth. For him, nothing was more important than the music.

"It's now in the hotel. Do you want to go take a look?"

Yan Tao nodded slightly.

When this piece of music was first created, she was overwhelmed with emotion.

The musical instruments used to play them are unique to Star Territory.

That day, I just saw something interesting about this instrument, so I chose it.

Yan Tao also wanted to hear and play the complete version of "Starfall" on the piano.

"Then we leave now?"

The young man turned his head slightly, his elegant eyes fell on the little old lady opposite who had finished her porridge, and said with a smile, "Grandma, are you going?"

Granny Jiang: "My eldest grandson plays the piano, so of course I want to listen."

Yan Tao had never learned piano before, nor did he show any artistic talent that was different from ordinary people.

Now, it's like he has changed.

Possessed by the god of learning, he is a monster with musical talent.

Grandma Jiang never asked Yan Tao where he learned the piano.

The group took Smith's car to his hotel.

The young man held his pocket with one hand and raised his eyes to glance at the large characters on it - Fujiwa Hotel.

Tsk.

It's really fate.

"Come on, come on, Yan," Smith couldn't suppress the excitement on his face and guided Yan Tao inside, "I live on the top floor, and the piano is over there."

Yan Tao had no intention of meeting Saito He, so he just nodded slightly and followed in.

Smith is one of the few piano composers and performers in the world, and his piano is specially made.

It's all white, with Smith's name engraved on the body.

The cursive English signature is smooth and beautiful.

Yan Tao lowered his head slightly and looked at the piano with lowered eyes, brilliance flowing in his peach blossom eyes.

Smith couldn't tell whether Yan Tao was satisfied or dissatisfied. He was afraid that Yan Tao would change his mind, "Don't you like my piano? It's okay. I'll ask someone to buy a new one right away. It's not used."

"Need not."

Yan Tao said quietly, she just wanted to take a closer look at this instrument.

The last time I played, I just followed Xiaoqi's fingering.

If you want to play an instrument well, you have to understand its structure and pronunciation.

The boy walked around the piano, and finally bent down and sat on the piano bench, pressing one key after another.

The elegant sound of the piano suddenly sounded in the room.

Grandma Jiang was sitting on the edge of the chair, a kind smile appeared on her weathered face. She looked at the extraordinary young man and smiled.

During Yantao's audition, Smith didn't even dare to speak.

Ten minutes passed before Yan Tao stopped, her slender fingers resting on the keys, and she closed her eyes slightly.

In front of my eyes, the appearance of that galaxy seemed to emerge again.

The sound of the piano is as clear as water, and the bass sound is as crisp as drops of water.

When the sound is high, it is as vast as the mountains and rivers.

The young man was sitting on the piano bench, with her back as straight as a bamboo, and the morning light shone on her, as if she were in a trance, like a god coming to earth, ethereal and uncertain.

With a distant temperament, like a hermit in the mountains, she raised her hand, and the sound of birds and the fragrance of flowers flowed under her fingers, and the stream trickled.