"What is he doing!"

"What the hell is this!"

"Is this piano music? Is he going there to cause trouble?"

"This technique, this posture, and this sitting position are even worse than my son."

"Are you sure this person is the arranger of Für Alice? Sorry, I don't believe it even if you kill me!"

"It must be an imposter. How could someone who could write Für Alice be so bad at it?"

"yes!"

"It must be a fake!"

"How can we let the fake come up here!"

"Get down here!"

"Come down quickly. Don't embarrass yourself up there. You're going to embarrass yourself internationally."

The calm audience below suddenly became excited, and everyone stared at the young man playing the piano under the stage lights.

The things that the young man played were disorganized and rhythmless, so messy that it made people want to throw things at him.

No matter how they looked at it, they felt that Lu Yuan was making trouble and ruining the atmosphere of the entire concert.

Are you crazy!

Doesn't he know what the occasion is!

Grass!

As for the reporters, they were taking pictures excitedly, even capturing them from multiple angles, not missing even a single expression or rhythm from Lu Yuan!

News, big news!

Lu Yuan is disrupting the concert!

This is blatant trouble in front of so many musicians, and it's like a madman doing it in front of so many pairs of eyes!

Other people's expressions?

Didn’t you see that the pianists next to him had black faces and wanted to grab a stool to beat Lu Yuan to death?

Isn't this big news?

Take a picture, and be sure to take a good picture!

If you take the picture, it will be on tomorrow's headlines, there will be a press release, and of course there will be a bonus!

"What is this Lu Manzi doing... Why is he making trouble at this time... I'm going to hold him back..."

“Don’t go over there…”

"Um?"

An Xiao was really looking forward to the piano competition between Lu Yuan and Edward.

Although she felt uncomfortable with Lu Yuan and felt that Lu Yuan's personal qualities were questionable and he was very ungentlemanly, she would not deny Lu Yuan's talent. She saw with her own eyes that Lu Yuan wrote "Invisible Wings" for her and arranged the music on the spot!

This can't be fake!

This talent is definitely not something that ordinary people can possess.

This time, she really wanted to see the collision between Lu Yuan's talent and Edward's talent, to see what kind of effect this collision would produce...

However, she never expected that Lu Yuan would start playing the piano like crazy as soon as he got on stage, and his performance was chaotic and messy...

This is not playing the piano at all, this is simply smashing the piano!

She was anxious.

However, just as she was about to walk over to pull Lu Yuan away, she unexpectedly saw a pair of hands blocking her way.

She looked up.

It's Kennedy.

At this moment, Kennedy was staring silently ahead with his eyes narrowed, sometimes frowning and sometimes thinking.

Seems hesitant and doubtful.

“Is he the original author of Für Alice?”

"Yes, Mr. Kennedy."

"So you believe he came here specifically to cause trouble? Is there any sense in doing this?"

"This..." An Xiao hesitated for a while and finally shook his head.

She doesn't believe it either!

"I also don't believe that the original creator of "Für Alice" would disrupt our concert for fun, because there is absolutely no reason, and judging from his appearance, he is not crazy!" Kennedy looked at Lu Yuan. He was deeply impressed by the man's enthusiastic applause. After his performance, he asked Edward and found out that this man was the legendary original creator of "Für Alice".

So, he made a special note of it.

"So, do you think he is..."

"In short, no one should disturb him now... and stop anyone from disturbing him!" Kennedy shook his head deeply.

"..." An Xiao looked at Kennedy, then her beautiful eyes fixed on Lu Yuan on the stage...

he.

Is it really...

this……

Impossible, right?

But if not, then what?

…

“Ding ding dong…”

“Boom.”

"Ding ding dong, ding dong..."

There was still a series of unskilled piano sounds on the stage...

It's so messy and unpleasant.

The people below started cursing, and if they didn't claim to be well-mannered, they would have thrown things up.

"What are you doing? Stop it!"

"Are you crazy? Do you know where this is?"

"Get down..."

The security guards also realized that something was wrong, and several burly men walked onto the stage, ready to pull Lu Yuan off.

However, when they were about to approach Lu Yuan, Edward suddenly stepped forward and stopped the security guard!

"We're going to pull him down."

"Get down! It's show time now, stop messing around!"

"I'm sorry we were rude, but he...we can't let him ruin this concert!"

"Go on! Don't disturb him!"

"That's... okay."

After looking at Edward's very serious expression, several security guards looked at each other, and finally looked towards the corner. Then when they saw the supervisor shaking his head in the corner, these security guards walked off the stage in disappointment. After walking off the stage, all the security guards were confused.

Why did he let us go?

Why didn't he let us take this troublemaker away?

This is your music performance session. Would you allow someone to disrupt your concert like this?

Very strange!

What does this Edward want to do?

After watching the security guards leave the stage, Edward stared at Lu Yuan silently. His expression was more serious and earnest than ever before.

Maybe others thought Lu Yuan was making trouble, but he felt that Lu Yuan was not.

He felt that Lu Yuan was creating!

This is the only reason he has!

When a genius has inspiration, he will never allow anyone to disturb him. If he is disturbed and his inspiration is interrupted, he will definitely be punished by God!

That's just the kind of person he is!

So he could understand it very well.

The audience below started to make a lot of noise, scolding Lu Yuan for playing some weird thing and making trouble...

But when they saw Edward stand up and drive away the group of security guards, several spectators frowned.

This is very unusual, isn't it?

Then they were stunned and thought of an incredible possibility!

Finally they stared at Lu Yuan...

Could it be, could it be that he really is...

That's impossible.

But Zheng Tianlong was about to cry.

He felt that Lu Yuan was raping his ears.

He sat close to the front, so he could hear the jumbled notes most clearly.

Son of a bitch!

What are you doing!

Are you targeting me specifically?

…

Lu Yuan didn't want to cause trouble.

He never wanted to cause trouble.

He originally wanted to play the piano piece in his mind to get it over with, but when he sat down to play, he found that he had forgotten how to play it.

Ideally, he would go on stage and play the piece with no problems, but when he actually sat down, he found that he couldn't even do it with no problems.

He couldn't find the beginning melody of the song and even forgot how to start the prelude!

Oh my god!

what do I do!

This is so embarrassing!

At this moment, he was really upset about why he didn't play those two songs well before his rebirth.

No, I must recall this. I can't just go on like this, otherwise it would be really terrible.

Any one!

Any song you can think of will do!

At this moment, he kept playing notes, constantly looking for the first few rhythms of the song...

Once he had found the first few rhythms, he could continue playing.

Although he kept reminding himself to stay calm, his forehead was covered in sweat and his breathing became extremely heavy.

He subconsciously looked to the side, and then saw a piano score and a pen on the table next to it.

Then he picked up a pen and wrote, drew, searched, and listened to the notes on the piano score from time to time...

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes...

He just wanted to remember how to play the song.

This strange action continued for fifteen minutes.

The audience suddenly became quieter, and all looked at the sweaty Lu Yuan...

At this moment they were a little confused, and then they understood a little.

They felt that Lu Yuan was not making trouble, but was thinking about something...

The notes were messy and still weird, but they didn't seem so harsh as I listened to them.

The entire concert suddenly fell silent.

Millions of eyes were staring at Lu Yuan on the stage under the lights...

Sweat flowed down Lu Yuan's forehead, dripping onto the piano and the music score...

Only the reporters were taking photos excitedly.

Lu Yuan fell into a very strange state, and what his piano teacher taught him kept ringing in his mind.

He even forgot there were audiences, cameras, anything else.

He began to feel less nervous, but even though he wasn't nervous, his mind kept turning, forcing himself to recall...

The scattered things kept coming together, but he was speechless. When he felt that he was about to touch this feeling, he lost that feeling afterwards...

Calm down, calm down! Don't be angry, don't be impatient!

There is no use in being anxious!

call!

Lu Yuan was breathing heavily, his brows furrowed deeply, and he continued to play the notes in a disorderly manner.

About twenty minutes later, when everyone started to get confused, Lu Yuan continued to recall the prelude.

Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious!

Yes, don’t be impatient!

My piano teacher once said I had talent!

Yes, I have talent. Although I am old now, I still have the talent.

I must have confidence!

Feeling, feeling, I can find the feeling, almost there!

Yes, almost there.

Edward looked at how hard Lu Yuan was working and suddenly felt the same way. He was also in the same situation when he couldn't write a song. It was just as bad.

It is most despairing when inspiration comes and then disappears.

He must be desperate and crazy now, right?

Come on!

You can do it!

After all, you are the author of "Für Alice"!

He clenched his fists and secretly cheered for Lu Yuan.

He had a very good impression of this young Chinese man who often had a silly smile on his face and looked sincere.

He felt that this young man had a simple quality that other pianists did not possess…

This young man has never been proud of his talent, nor has he ever been arrogant and condescending...

Very humble.

Very low-key.

“Bang!”

At this moment...

Lu Ran suddenly stood up and kicked the stool far away.

Unable to figure it out, he finally couldn't help but get anxious.

The stool fell to the floor with a loud bang.

This kick scared everyone and they thought Lu Yuan was crazy.

But then they saw Lu Yuan staring at the music score, scratching his head with sweat all over his forehead, and trying to sit down, but he found that the stool had been kicked away, and then he turned back and carefully picked up the stool and put it under the piano and continued to sit...

This scene made everyone laugh inexplicably. It was clearly a disruptive segment, but it looked very cute.

“Bang!”

Just when everyone thought that Lu Yuan was going to continue writing and drawing on the piano score, Lu Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, he threw away the score and pen, and then seemed to carefully play a note...

When everyone thought that Lu Yuan would continue to play random notes, they heard Lu Yuan's other hand pressing the second note.

Ding Dong

The second, the third, the fourth...

Lu Yuan's hands suddenly played faster. Although there were some bumps in the strings, the notes connected together were no longer an ordinary chaotic tones, but formed a very slow and strange melody.

Music they had never heard before!

Edward stared at Lu Yuan.

At this moment he suddenly covered his mouth, fearing that he would make a different sound because he was too shocked.

He didn't even want to let his breath disturb this brief moment.

This is blasphemy!

right!

He cannot blaspheme!

Lu Yuan was still playing with some bumps in the road, but after thinking about how to play at the beginning, he found that he was playing much more fluently.

The memory slowly came out.

Everything started to fall into place.

His playing technique was rubbish, his playing proficiency was very poor, his expression while playing was very awkward, and even when Lu Yuan took off his suit he looked totally devoid of elegance, but neither Edward nor Kennedy nor the audience below dared to complain.

They listened with bated breath.

They are witnessing something.

Lu Yuan was playing the instrument and gradually became proficient in it.

Edward was listening.

Kennedy was listening.

An Xiao is listening.

Everyone, including the live broadcast audience, was listening quietly.

Listening to the bumpy, unskillful playing sound...

This is an unprecedented strange phenomenon. In the past, the music played by pianists in concerts was smooth and flowing, but now what I heard was a performance that was even more entry-level than the entry-level...

But they listened with great interest.

After about four minutes, the song was finally finished.

Lu Yuan let out a long sigh, wiped the sweat off his face, and stood up.

"This, this, this... Hello, what song is this..." Edward broke the calm and excitedly came to Lu Yuan and looked at Lu Yuan.

The translator also came out at this time and translated Edward's words to Lu Yuan.

"This...song is called 'Lullaby'."

"Cradle... Lullaby..." Edward murmured, the whole person was in a trance. "Can I play it again? Sorry, can you allow me, allow me to play it again? I, I want to try, I want to play this song..."

"You, can play it?"

"I want to try... Please, give me a chance to try, okay?"

"Okay!" Lu Yuan looked at the excited Edward and nodded, then he let out a long sigh of relief again.

So tired!

Yes, it's really tiring.

Then he looked at the torn manuscripts and the floor with marks left by collisions...

this……

It seems like I did it?