381: C381 Master Pianist

C381 Master Pianist

"Vulgar?"

You dare to call me vulgar?!" Hee Qing's expression changed. He had been a child of a rich family since he was young, so even as a popinjay, he understood a bit of the artistic aura. Hence, his pursuit of women was not as crude as normal upstarts.

However, this brat had gone too far. He was simply challenging his bottom line. This poor brat actually dared to openly ridicule him because he did not know the mood?!

"Sir, you can refuse our performance, but please don't insult our band!"

Hee Qing was not yet angry, but the violinist in front of him had already given up. It was fine that he did not want to accept their performance, but humiliating their band would not do!

Although their band was not considered a first class one, they had also participated in many first class prizes in the province. In the past, they had won quite a good ranking in some of the domestic performance competitions.

But now, any guest who came to eat with them would actually accuse them of being a crude second-rate band. This was an insult to the dignity of their performer!

"Sir, our restaurant is built in an exquisite environment, and the band we are inviting can't be a second-rate band. We can understand that you are in a bad mood, but please don't insult our band." The man in the suit said.

These words seemed like they were meant to be respectful, but in the open or in the dark, they were meant to make people apologize.

Many customers who were eating saw this scene and looked over with interest.

Some of these customers were lovers, while others went to eat with their families. One or two white people were also eating in the restaurant.

Hee Qing was not in a hurry to find trouble with him, but had a mocking smile on his face. If this continued, a round of awkwardness would definitely not be avoided, let's see how this brat will end this!

Ye Lee was also puzzled in his heart, thinking that if this group of people were to disturb his meal, what would happen today?

Without warning, Ye Lee suddenly stood up.

The violinist and the attendant hurriedly took a step back. What was this guest trying to do? Did he want to hit someone?

"Excuse me." Ye Lee said indifferently.

The two subconsciously retreated.

Under the puzzled gaze of everyone present, Ye Lee slowly walked to the empty piano in the middle of the dining hall.

"What is he doing?" A girl at the dining table asked curiously.

"I don't know …"

"This person can't be going to play the piano, right?"

"Probably not."

"That's impossible. Look at him, he doesn't look like someone who knows how to play the piano either."

"Then what is he doing there?"

"I don't know …"

The guests who were discussing looked at each other.

"What is Ye doing?" Lee Wan was puzzled as well. He thought Ye Lee had gotten angry.

Zhao Xiaoyu shook her head, "I don't know either, I originally wanted to pull him along …"

After that, Ye Lee directly sat in front of the piano.

Closing his eyes, he let out a long breath.

Hee Qing was stunned. Holy shit, does this brat really know how to play the piano?

A few seconds later.

Ye Lee opened his eyes and placed his hand on the Zither Key.

The gentle and beautiful sound of the piano rippled out like a boat on a moonlit lake, and one note after another danced like a fairy on the black and white keys.

This is Beethoven's Moonlight Comedy.

Originally named as "Piano Sonata in C minor".

As he bounced, Ye Lee's entire being was immersed in the song, and his mood relaxed.

"..."

At a table.

"Hubby, listen."

"What song is this?" It's really so nice to listen to! "

"I don't know."

"..."

At another table.

"This piano is too good to play."

"Yeah, I've never heard such a beautiful piano piece during a performance."

"I remember now. This is Moonlight Melody. This young man is too talented."

"..."

Another table.

"Old Zhang, did you hear that? Did some master's disciple travel around the country?"

"Shh, don't talk …"

"What?"

"I'm listening, don't disturb me."

"Tell me, is he a disciple of some great master?" Do you even know anything about this style? "

"Sigh, you're so annoying. Don't say anything for now!"

"..."

Not only the other guests at the table, even the waiter who was standing there, as well as the violinist, were all listening, dumbfounded.

Although the violinist couldn't play the piano, he could tell that he was a master at playing the piano.

Gradually, a look of shame appeared on his face. With the other party's level, it was only right to criticize him.

If this was a competition where a master of this level gave him some pointers, he would even feel very gratified.

Among the two women at the table, Lee Wan and Zhao Xiaoyu looked at the silhouette of the figure, and their eyes slowly stiffened as well.2

The music had slowly reached its end. When the melody reached its peak, it suddenly changed from the level below the top of the melody to a lower level. At the same time, its strength gradually weakened. The last piece of music ended with an omitting of the overlay.

Everyone was already intoxicated from the news.

Only after the music had stopped for a long time did people wake up as if from a dream. It had already ended.

The applause slowly began.

The applause coming from all around the restaurant, all the people who were eating were clapping enthusiastically. The piano piece that Ye Lee brought for them just now was a kind of whole-hearted pleasure.

"Master, I'm sorry, please forgive my rudeness!" The violinist walked over with an apologetic look on his face. At this moment, he was completely convinced.

Ye Lee waved his hand, "It's alright, I just hope that in the future, when you're playing, you can ask me about your customer's needs first."

"Yes, master, I will remember." The violinist said with satisfaction.

"Master, may I acknowledge you as my master?" Another man in a suit walked over. He was the player of this piano, and he truly loved the art of piano from the bottom of his heart. After listening to the performance, he found it hard to suppress his emotions.

"I'm sorry, but I will not accept a disciple for the time being." Ye Lee said indifferently, this time he had the demeanor of a master.

Of course, even if he received it, he wouldn't. He bought this master level piano piece directly from the art store.

Table 17.

At this time, Hee Qing slowly recovered from his stupefied state. He could hear the level of that piano piece just now, and for a few minutes, he was completely intoxicated by it.

Previously, he had only mocked that the other party didn't understand art and emotion. But now, in the blink of an eye, he had been slapped in the face. His face was burning in pain!

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