The Black Duke of Pirates

The sudden and sharp sound was like the impact of iron hoofs, and the weird Weng Ming seemed to spread to the entire world, and then all the music stopped strangely at this moment, and the figure on the stage who was waving the baton frantically also suddenly stopped. Come down.

It seems that a certain emotion is brewing, like the condensation before the storm.

At this moment, there was a strange silence in the Royal Music Hall. In the quiet night, it seemed that even the breathing had stopped, and only the silent figure shrouded in light beams could be seen on the stage.

At this moment, Zheng Zheng, two clear voices piled up, as if the killing sound erupted from the sword's edge swaying in the dark night.

Zheng Zheng, the sound was symphonic again, like thunder on the ground, everyone was shocked.

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng...In an instant, the entire hall was covered by this sharp piano sound. Although it was just a single piano sound, it seemed to the audience to feel the killing of the golden hooves and horseshoes in the ancient war. Cut sound.

It was as if the oncoming cavalry army turned into a feeling of being crushed by a dark torrent.

Boom... After a blast of thunder, the sounds of various musical instruments rang again.

The performance has entered a peak stage where it is impossible to stop. Although this peak stage lasts for a short time, in just a few seconds, the audience seems to have fully felt the will expressed in the music as concrete.

But in an instant, the music went from high to low, from the crest to the trough, and everyone stayed in just a few seconds, creating a sense of a sudden weightlessness when flying into the sky, but it was just a few seconds of senses. The experience is far more exciting and intense than the countless performances I have heard in the past.

After the peak, the various piano sounds in the hall have entered a gentle and melodious stage, and it seems that the performance is also approaching the end, as if the rough sea is calming down at this time.

Qin Yin officially came to an end. After a while, the conductor on the stage stopped the baton in his hand, and the orchestra at the bottom of the stage also stopped after pulling the track.

The audience then faded from the thrilling and surging feeling, and they all looked at the upright man on the stage incredibly.

Dark semi-short hair, tall and straight figure, slender limbs, the body always exudes a kind of detached temperament, as if born with a strong personal charm, that temperament is combined with its own talent and appearance, so People love to go crazy, especially for young girls.

It is not the first time for many audiences to listen to Master Victor’s performance, but they have never experienced this kind of immersive night at Master Victor’s performance, especially the kind of scene they just experienced, which they have never experienced in their entire lives. Experience the stimulating feeling of passing.

Is it really Berto Victor on stage?

Some audience members didn't believe that the style of this performance was completely different from Victor, as if some kind of potion was injected into the piano's tone.

It seemed that someone had begun to observe the men on the stage carefully, and suddenly realized that the standing man was not long hair, but half-short hair.

"He is not Master Victor!" someone suddenly yelled.

The audience was shocked. Although the height and dress of the man on the stage were similar to Victor's, the rhythm of the conductor just now was very different from it. Although he was not playing in person, the music seemed to be infused with enthusiasm. soul.

There is also... The song "Sea Travel", Master Victor has never played in public.

Thinking of this, the audience suddenly realized that they looked towards the stage with a little shock.

"Who are you?" someone asked loudly, but there was inevitably some panic in the voice. From just now, this weird scene does not seem to be a coincidence, and the hall that is still dark to this day is most likely to be suddenly on the stage. Caused by this man who appeared.

Hehe...At this moment, there was a low laughter on the stage, but the baton in the man's hand suddenly merged into one, and then the slender body bathed in the beam of light slowly turned around.

It was a handsome face no less than Victor, but it looked much younger than Victor.

"Who are you guys?" Someone asked after seeing Meister's true face.

"Why would this guy replace Master Victor to perform."

"Where did the kid come from?"

"Is this kid looking for death? He dared to make trouble at Master Victor's performance."

"I can guarantee that he is dead."

Gradually, after the first person bravely questioned, more and more audiences made angry shouts, which was a very obvious herd effect.

In this atmosphere, the audience's fear seemed to be wiped out.

Seeing the noise of the audience shrouded in darkness below, Meester showed a long-lost smile. He looked around the darkness in front of him. Through the darkness, he accelerated the speed of his seeing and hearing and felt everyone's feelings at this time. The mental activity is quite weird.

"It's a very interesting show."

As if talking to himself, he then asked loudly to the audience: "Everyone, how is my performance?"

The audience has already scolded it.

"You are just a liar..."

Obviously, he was completely infected by that music.

"You can never compare with Master Victor."

Obviously it is a perfect performance, perfect conductor.

"You are the fluorescent light on the ground, and Master Victor is the star in the sky."

Who is the fluorescent, who is the star...

Meester's sense of domineering touch was fed back by a noisy shout, his calm gaze was filled with sarcasm, and he whispered to himself.

Hehe, he's just a music thieves~www.NovelMTL.com~ but he enjoys the praise of the whole world. The real master in music has not been cared for for so many years.

Meester on the stage suddenly raised his head: "Are you looking for Master Victor?".

He then laughed again: "I'm sorry, you will never see him again."

Hearing this sentence, all the audience was stunned, what?

What are you **** talking about? How have you done Master Victor?

"He is... Meester!"

Suddenly, a crisp voice overwhelmed all the noisy voices.

"Oh, it seems that you know me." The baton in Mestre's hand gently swung toward the front, and then the sky quickly closed, and the hall regained its magnificence. The audience was very surprised and felt this scene more and more. Very weird, just as they were agitated, a slight scream came from the stage: "Quiet!"

As if there was a different kind of magic power, everyone was silent subconsciously.