Zhang Yan saw Qin Hao sitting on the piano bench, so he secretly took out his mobile phone.

Brought up the camera mode and focused the lens on Qin Hao.

Han Lu on the side looked at Qin Hao coldly.

She still thinks in her heart that Qin Hao is relying on connections to find Dean Liang to get a special recruitment quota.

She wanted to see what kind of music the teenager in front of her could play.

Under the attention of the two people, Qin Hao moved.

Slowly play a few notes.

Seeing a few simple notes played by Qin Hao, Han Lu snorted coldly with disdain.

This level.

I’m afraid elementary school students will.

But in the next moment, Qin Hao’s hands got up.

His two hands were spread out in a peculiar way.

This hand type is not the hand shape of ordinary people playing the piano.

It’s peculiar and a little weird.

The sound of flowing water wafts out of the piano.

Han Lu’s expression suddenly became solemn.

“It’s Dance of Death!”

Han Lu exclaimed softly.

Unexpectedly, the boy in front of him was playing the dance of death.

Dance of Death is also one of the ten hardest piano pieces in the world.

And its difficulty and playing technique are even more difficult than Han Lu’s previous songs.

This piece was also composed by Liszt.

It is said that he was inspired by seeing Orkana’s mural “Victory of Death”.

Qin Hao didn’t know what Han Lu was thinking at this time, and was immersed in one note after another alone.

However, he did not play according to the original music.

Rather, he added his unique understanding.

This is the level of masters, and there is no need to follow a script.

Qin Hao’s hands flew like phantoms.

Even Han Lu, the quasi-master of the piano.

At this time, Qin Hao’s gestures could not be seen clearly.

However, as the notes floated, she had a picture in her mind.

A Grim Reaper.

That’s right, a Grim Reaper.

An old woman pretending to be the Grim Reaper.

She wanted to trample a group of dressed men and women returning from the hunt.

The situation is critical.

But then a holy angel appeared.

The angels saved this part of the people.

It was then transported to heaven.

The other part cannot be saved.

These people were transported by demons to the volcano and sent into raging fire.

Seeing these pictures, Han Lu burst into tears.

What a pathetic creature.

A piece starts out in a slow rhythm, but with constant six-note variations, it becomes a lively, humorous style.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Hao changed again.

This time, the rhythm changes into a slow board.

Qin Hao started in the way of Cannon, followed by a brilliant brilliance.

Hearing this, Han Lu was a little breathless.

Suddenly, Qin Hao’s playing speed accelerated to the point of rush.

Another series of growing up cadenzas.

Finally, a gorgeous ending completes the piece.

Han Lu was stunned.

She also tried the song Dance of Death, but it was very difficult.

Not to mention such casual variations as Qin Hao.

Although I can’t see how Qin Hao plays.

But she has ears.

Just by listening, Han Lu knew that Qin Hao had increased the difficulty when he played.

In other words, the dance of death he played is at least twice as difficult as the original.

Oh, my God! Who is he?

At this time, Han Lu’s mind couldn’t help but go blank.

It’s twice as hard as the original song.

You know, this was composed by the piano master Liszt.

What shocked Han Lu the most was not only that.

It’s the piano itself.

When playing before, Han Lu found that the tone of this piano was not very accurate.

That is to say, try to adjust the pitch as much as possible when playing.

In this way, the difficulty is multiplied.

That’s what she played just now.

Han Lu used all her strength to try to play a piece on a piano that was not very good.

And the difficulty of Qin Hao’s piece, coupled with his variations. What Han Lu played was a world apart.

It can be said that if Han Lu’s piece just now is counted as playing.

So.

Qin Hao’s Dance of Death should be counted as a performance.

Because, the word playing is far from worthy of Qin Hao’s performance just now.

Han Lu was deeply shocked.

Now she finally understood that Qin Hao was not speaking wildly.

Don’t say it’s him.

It’s a professor at the Conservatory.

No, even the dean.

I’m afraid it won’t be able to reach the level of Qin Hao’s performance just now.

At this time, Han Lu’s eyes looking at Qin Hao had completely changed.

……

……

Ten minutes later, the café was on its original seat.

“Student Qin, President Liang has sent a message agreeing to your request to be an honorary professor of our college.”

Looking at the reply on the mobile phone, Zhang Yan held back his excitement and said.

After the video just taken was transmitted to the dean, Dean Liang replied to the message within five minutes.

And the message is also appended.

“Grant all his requests.”

At this time, none of the two present refuted Dean Liang’s words.

Whether it was Zhang Yan or Han Lu, they were impressed by the song that Qin Hao played just now.

This is strength, power that leaves people speechless.

At this time, the person involved was sitting opposite and drinking coffee.

What honorary professor is not honorable, but he just said so casually.

All he cares about is the system.

【Ding! 】

Sure enough, the sound of the system sounded.


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