Chapter 136 He Wants Your Piano Hands

"Which piano piece?"

Qin Yang was in a bit of a dilemma. He really didn't have any experience in such a large-scale performance, and he didn't know what to perform on such an occasion.

Miao Sha said with a smile: "You don't have to think about so many things, you just choose the song you are best at, the most cool, the most dazzling, and the scariest song, and then I will give you a solo performance at halftime." You can choose this song yourself, try to be the kind that can shake people's spirits."

"The other few songs with piano music, you can just play along with me on stage. These few songs are not difficult, they are very simple for you, you just need to practice a little bit twice."

Qin Yang thought for a while: "Well, how about "Memories of Don Juan", it's difficult and grand enough, and it should be able to calm down the scene. There is still a period of time, I hurry up and practice more, it should be fine."

"You want to play "Memories of Don Juan"?"

Miao Sha's eyes were bright, and she looked excited: "That's one of the ten most difficult piano pieces, can you do it, if you mess up, then the mysterious guest will become a joke guest?"

Qin Yang smiled and said: "No problem, isn't there still more than 20 days left, I will ask the teacher to give pointers, and try to make it smoother and more emotional."

Miao Sha looked forward to it: "Okay, with Teacher Zhang's guidance, there will be no problem, and I also hope to see the moment when you play in the audience!"

After the matter was finalized, Qin Yang continued to go to the stage to start his performance.

The drunk woman from last night did not show up today, because no one gave Qin Yang a mojito drink today.

Qin Yang didn't care about it, he played quietly, but in a dark corner that Qin Yang couldn't see, two men were staring at him, if Qin Yang was here, he would definitely recognize one of the men It was the corpse picker who was chased away by him yesterday.

Holding a glass of wine, the corpse picker gritted his teeth and said, "Seventh Brother, this is the guy. I managed to get a beautiful woman yesterday, but he screwed me up and made me lose face. I can't swallow this breath." !"

Sitting opposite the corpse picker was a man in a plaid shirt with a gold chain around his neck and a cyan tattoo on his thick arm. It was a scorpion with its tail up.

The man in the floral shirt was holding a wine glass with a leisurely expression, obviously not taking this matter to heart: "Have you checked the bottom yet?"

The corpse picker nodded: "I have inquired, this kid is a freshman student of Zhong Hai University, and he is not a local..."

The man in the floral shirt smiled and said, "What do you want?"

The corpse picker said fiercely: "I want to cripple his hand, so that he will never be able to play the piano in this life, and I will regret it for the rest of his life!"

The man in the flowered shirt smiled and said, "It's not easy. Things that can be solved with a single brick down, even if they are connected back, they will never be as flexible as before. Playing the piano is definitely impossible."

The corpse picker hummed: "Please also ask Seventh Brother to help me out."

The corpse picker took out a stack of money that he had prepared earlier from his pocket, and pushed it in front of the man in the flowered shirt: "This is a little kindness, please accept it, Seventh Brother!"

The man in the flower shirt picked up the stack of money, weighed it in his hand, and said with a satisfied smile: "Okay, since you are so smart, I will help you out of this anger. He gets off work at eleven o'clock, right?"

"Yes."

The man in the floral shirt nodded: "Okay, just wait and watch the show."

The man in the floral shirt took out his phone, made a call, and casually ordered: "Chicken, find four or five brothers, wait at the door of Mengdie Bar at 11 o'clock, and clean up someone."

The corpse picker saw that the man in the flowered shirt called someone, and a stone fell from his heart. He has a legitimate job and his income is not low, but his hobby is to be a corpse picker here. I got acquainted with Seventh Brother, the local snake in this area, that is, the man in the floral shirt in front of me.

Although he wanted to take revenge himself, the other party was also a strong young man. He was afraid that he would not be able to handle it, so he approached Seventh Brother and paid someone to do him. Seventh Brother has many people under him, so it is easy to do this kind of thing.

He picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in one gulp, turned his head to look at Qin Yang who was performing on the stage, and sneered in his heart.

Play, play, maybe after today, you will never be able to play the piano again!

Qin Yang naturally didn't know that he was being watched. He played the piano until eleven o'clock as usual, then changed his clothes, said hello to Qian Xiaojuan and others, and walked out of the bar.

There is a road not far outside the bar, and there is an iron fence beside the road, and at this moment, six or seven men are leaning or sitting on the iron fence to smoke, watching Qin Yang come out, these people throw away the cigarette butts in their hands, He greeted Qin Yang.

Qin Yang saw them at the first sight, his eyes swept across the crowd, and he saw a familiar face, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Isn't this the corpse picker from yesterday?

Is this seeking revenge?

Seventh Brother in the floral shirt waved his hand, and several men under him surrounded Qin Yang. One of the men showed a sharp dagger and pointed it at Qin Yang.

"Brother, I have something, I want to talk to you, come with us."

Qin Yang frowned, his eyes became colder: "Where are you going?"

The man holding the dagger smiled and said, "There are so many people here, it's not convenient to chat. Let's go to the alley next to us and chat."

After a short pause, the man showed a stern look on his face again: "If you bark or don't cooperate, then I don't mind letting you bleed here!"

The corners of Qin Yang's mouth curled up slightly, he turned around obediently, and followed the group of people towards the alley next to the bar.

Naturally, he knew the plan of this group of people very well. This was the side of the road, so they naturally didn't dare to be too arrogant, but in the dark alley, without surveillance, they could do whatever they wanted.

A group of people carried Qin Yang into the alley next to him. There were only one or two dim street lights in the back alley, and it was deserted, and there were no other people.

Brother Seven, the man in the shirt, stopped in his tracks, looked left and right, took out the cigarette from his mouth, exhaled a smoke ring, and said flatly, "Let's go here."

Everyone stopped in their tracks, and the men took a few steps away, but they still surrounded Qin Yang to prevent him from escaping.

Qin Yang turned his head and looked at the corpse picker behind the crowd: "Are you looking for these people to take revenge on me?"

The corpse picker took two steps forward, and proudly said: "I said it yesterday, this matter will not be left alone!"

Qin Yang smiled: "Then what do you want, beat me up to vent your anger?"

The corpse picker saw that Qin Yang could still laugh at this time, and felt a bit strange in his heart, but there were so many people on his side, and they were still carrying daggers and steel pipes, and the other party was just a person with bare hands, so the corpse picker didn't worry at all. The other party will be overwhelmed, and sneered: "I'll beat you up, you think too simple!"

Qin Yang slightly raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you want?"

The man in the flowered shirt smiled, assuming he was in control of the situation, pointed at Qin Yang with a cigarette in his hand, and said lightly, "He wants your hands for playing the piano."