The Local Lazy Man System

"I often watch my wife play the piano and learn some fur from her, but although I only learned the fur of my own wife, I think I play better than you."

Ye Rongyao said confidently.

At this level of Murong Lin, Ye Rongrong was confident that he would torture him every second.

"What? You play the piano better than my eldest brother."

Murong Yi felt that she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

My eldest brother is a pianist, and he is only one step away from a piano master.

This "earth old hat" actually said that his piano skills were better than his eldest brother.

It's just a joke.

Murong Yi admitted that this "earth-earth hat" is very good at growing watermelons, and the watermelons they grow are also delicious. After all, these farmers are supposed to do the work.

If he does well, it shows that he is good at farming and growing watermelons.

But this is different from playing the piano. Playing the piano is a very elegant thing, and it can only be played by people who have a certain degree of self-cultivation.

He is a peasant man with five or three rough, can play the piano, and is even better than his elder brother, the pianist.

How is this possible? Even Murong Yi suspected that this "earth-earth hat" didn't even know the notes corresponding to the keys of the piano.

"Yeah, your elder brother doesn't play the piano very well. I play better than him. It's normal!" Ye Rongrong said.

"Are you very good at the piano?"

Murong Lin looked at Ye Rongrong and asked.

Murong Lin didn't believe that Ye Rongrong was better than him at the piano level.

You know, Murong Lin started learning to play the piano at the age of seven and worked hard for more than ten years before he achieved today's achievements.

If this is really not as good as this farmer, Murong Lin feels that it is really better to feed himself a bag of salt, and forget it.

"It's alright, how can you be ranked in the top 100 in Taoyuan Village!"

Ye Rongrong said a little unconfidently.

"puff……"

Listening to her husband's words, Liu Qingqing couldn't help but want to laugh.

This Taoyuan Village now has hundreds of people, men, women and children.

The key is to play the piano, Liu Qingqing estimated that it was himself and Ye Rongrong.

Where did your husband come from?

If my husband's piano level can only be ranked in the hundreds of places.

What kind of existence is this person who ranks ahead of her husband!

"Wife, are you alright!"

Seeing that Liu Qingqing was out of breath, Yerong Yao asked nervously.

It's only three months, and my wife is about to give birth, but I don't care!

"I'm fine, I just choked." Liu Qingqing said.

It was mainly because of what her husband just said, which made Liu Qingqing want to laugh a little, but couldn't laugh.

"There are people who are pregnant, pay attention." Ye Rongyao said with concern.

"Um!"

Liu Qingqing answered happily.

It's such a good feeling to be loved.

"Aren't you going to compare? Hurry up!"

I don't know why, although Murong Lin wished Liu Qingqing a good home.

But seeing Liu Qingqing and this Ye Rongrong Qingqing me and me, Murong Lin always felt a little uncomfortable.

"Wife, what did he play just now?" Ye Rongrong asked Liu Qingqing.

"The piano song the senior played just now was "Dedicated to Alice"." Liu Qingqing said.

"Who is Alice?"

Ye Rongrong asked suspiciously. I don't know Alice myself, so how did I play "Dedicated to Alice"?

"You don't care who Alice is, just say if you can play or not, if you can't, just admit defeat!"

Murong Yi looked at Ye Rongrong disdainfully and said.

I don't even know who Alice is, and I dare to compare this song "Dedicated to Alice" with my eldest brother.

Let's see how this "earth hat" will end.

"wait for me."

Ye Rongyao couldn't be troubled by this problem. Now that the information is so developed, Ye Rongrong picked up his mobile phone and searched, and found the score of "Dedicated to Alice".

With Ye Rongyao's current memory, he can remember this score with just two glances!

"Husband, you don't know the piano score "Dedicated to Alice".

"

Looking at her husband and flipping through the piano score "Dedicated to Alice" on her mobile phone, Liu Qingqing asked suspiciously.

"This kind of unknown score is generally difficult for your husband to deal with."

Ye Rongrong said. Ye Rongyao said in his mind that there are many music scores from ancient and modern Chinese and foreign countries, but not everything.

For those who are not well-known, or whose scores are just average, the "Lazy Man System" would lazily collect them for Ye Rongyao.

Blow it, you blow it hard, and there will be a time when you cry.

Murong Yi looked at Ye Rongrong with a sneer.

A person who has never played the piano piece "Dedicated to Alice" would dare to compare his elder brother's best piece with his elder brother.

It's insane.

"I said can you hurry up, you are not as slow in giving birth as you are!"

Murong Yi was dissatisfied with Ye Rongrong's dawdling.

Is this just a plot? accurate!

"Hehe, it seems that you have a lot of experience in having children. Having children in the future will definitely be like laying eggs."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile, and sat down on the stool in front of the piano.

"you……"

Before Murong Yi could speak, she was interrupted by the sound of the piano.

Listening to the exciting soundtrack, Murong Yi became quiet.

Murong Lin was quiet.

Mary and Liu Qingqing were also quiet, quietly listening to the piano music played by Ye Rongrong.

Pan Chengchen and Aunt Liu, who were busy in the yard, also stopped their work and listened to this wonderful music quietly.

The birds in the trees also stopped chirping and listened quietly.

...

At this moment, Ye Rongrong's yard was quiet, no matter people or animals, they were afraid of their noise and would give this wonderful movement.

Ten minutes later, the song "Dedicated to Alice" was played in Ye Rongrong's hands.

Ye Rongrong stood up and waited for everyone's applause, but found that no one applauded except for staring at him blankly.

This made Ye Yaoyao feel a little unhappy.

How can there be some applause!

"Why don't you applaud!"

Ye Guangyao looked at the group of people who were staring blankly at him and said.

"Husband, you are amazing!"

Liu Qingqing looked at her husband with admiration and said.

It's been a long time since I heard my man play the piano, and that feeling is still so good, so intoxicating.

"Ah... my God, you are amazing! Amazing, I love you!"

Mary recovered and excitedly said to Ye Rongrong in English.

This Mr. Ye is definitely the best man he has ever seen, the most amazing man.

Mary found herself deeply in love with this strong and amazing oriental man.

"I said Mary, can you put it another way, you will love me to death if you come or not, I know that I am very attractive, you can't help falling in love with me, but you also have to express your admiration for me implicitly. Love!"

Having said this, Ye Rongrong looked at Murong Lin who was still in a daze, and continued to say to Mary: "You will scare me like this, and your husband is here, isn't it too hard for him!"

"I don't understand, love is love, why can't I say it?"

Mary looked at Ye Rongyao with some confusion and asked.

"Forget it, you love it!"

Ye Rongyao found that he really couldn't communicate with this Mary!

It is simply "playing the piano to the cow"!

"Did you just play the piano?"

Murong Yi stared blankly at Ye Rongrong and asked.

How can this "earth-earth hat" play emotionally, and play it so well, it's like killing his big brother in seconds!

This completely subverts the impression of this "earth old hat" in my mind.

An old and rough "earth hat", this piano level is even more powerful than those piano masters.

Is this still a "earth hat"? Still a farmer?

Also, it is his physique, which is big and three thick, sitting in front of the piano, which makes him feel so uncoordinated.

But the music he played was so coordinated and so intoxicating.

"Nonsense, it's not me who plays the piano under your nose, or it's a ghost."

Ye Rongrong glanced at Murong Yi and said.

"I just feel like hell!"

Murong Yi told the truth.

"Little sister, don't talk nonsense, Mr. Ye, I admit defeat. Your piano skills are far beyond my level. It shouldn't be said that you are better than those masters in the piano world now."

After Murong Lin glared at his sister, he said to Ye Rongrong with a convincing expression.

"Hehe, it's not as exaggerated as you said. In Taoyuan Village, my piano skills are ranked out of 100!"

Ye Rongrong said very modestly.

Ye Rongrong felt that in this exaggerated era, there are too few good young people as humble as himself.

"Mr. Ye, you are too modest. I have heard the piano performances of some of the most powerful piano masters in the world, and none of them are comparable to your level, Mr. Ye. You are definitely the top pianist in the world.

Murong Lin said respectfully.

Those who are engaged in art admire those who are at their own level, especially Ye Rongrong, whose level is directly several levels higher than Murong Lin.

Therefore, in terms of title, Murong Lin respectfully called Ye Rongrong "Mr. Ye".

As for Ye Rongrong's words, Murong Lin thought he didn't hear his level in Taoyuan Village.

In that case, if you believe it, you will be mentally retarded.

In this piano competition, Murong Lin was convinced that he lost.

"Well, you have discovered this, and now you can't keep a low profile if you want to."

Ye Rongrong said shamelessly.

"I don't know which master Mr. Ye learned from?" Murong Lin asked curiously.

"Playing the piano is such a simple matter, do I still need to be a teacher?" Ye Yaoyao said pretendingly.

"Mr. Ye, you are amazing."

Murong Lin didn't dare to talk to Ye Rongrong any more, and if he continued, he would have to jump off the building.

I studied the piano so hard, and studied with so many famous pianists, and now I am only at the level of a pianist.

Now in Ye Rongyao's mouth, it seems like how simple it is to play the piano, do you even need to live!

...

I don't know if he was hit or not, but Murong Lin was in a bad mood all afternoon and was a little taciturn.

As for the two women, Mary and Murong Yi, they were both fascinated by the novelties of Ye Rongrong's house. Like children, they chased the giant wild boar, took pictures of the giant white goose, and went for fun. (To be continued.) Aishang Novel Network