Chapter 1033: Symphony of Destiny

He Yulong calmly looked at Fang Chuan, "Is it okay to give some face, I'll call you when I go back, I will do what I say!"
"No." Fang Chuan waved his hand, "Same, just hit it."
"it is good!"
He gritted his teeth with Yulong, took out the phone, dialed a number, and dialed in the past: "The matter of the Provincial Gymnasium, cancel! No one should trouble the organizer. They can do whatever they want!"
His tone was angry, making the opposite person a little confused.
Afterwards, he hung up the phone fiercely and looked at Fang Chuan: "Satisfied, right?"
"Alright." Fang Chuan nodded and waved his hand: "Not bad, boy, I am very optimistic about you, we will play again in the future."
He then pulled Liu Menglu, his mouth twitched: "Sister Liu, let's go."
"Yeah." Liu Menglu nodded quickly, and then followed Fang Chuan.
"He Yulong, who is this Fang Chuan? You can tolerate him so bullying?" Song Que asked loudly.
He Yulong looked at Song Que: "This is my business, Song Gongzi doesn't need to know. This time, let's forget it. From now on, for everything related to this person, Song Gongzi should not come to me!"
He was very angry. If it weren't for Song Que, he wouldn't have met today.
He snorted coldly, turned and walked down the street.
As for the meal before and the meeting with Song Que, he was not interested at all.
He was very angry and aggrieved at this moment!
In the past, he was the only one who bullied people like this, no one else bullied him like this!
But now, Fang Chuan didn't hesitate to bully him like this, and he still has to swallow his anger, which is really hateful.
Song Que was also dumbfounded. He looked at He Yulong who was leaving. He was also angry at first, but now the fire is even bigger.
He has been beaten twice by this Fang Chuan, which is absolutely unbearable!
He had never thought of this guy like Yulong.
Anyway, he's just boring, even if Fang Chuan is a little bit jealous, there won't be too many, and he even has a fluke mentality.
"Since you are trying to force me so, don't blame me!" Song Que gave a cold smile.
He Song Que has no other skills, but he has a lot of bad ideas.
Almost instantly, he thought of another way to engage Fangchuan.
As he said, turning around, he took out the phone and called another group of his attendants in Yizhou City.
"Unexpectedly, the matter was solved like this." Liu Menglu was already in a bad mood, but at this moment, she also felt a little strange.
He Yulong and Song Que, any one, even if they are in the Demon Capital, is a figure above all, and few people can provoke them.
However, Fang Chuan was able to treat them subduedly.
She really can't figure it out!
Especially with Yulong, even though she has done some superficial work, she can also see that He Yulong is very afraid of Fangchuan.
But she thinks about it, who is Fang Chuan?
He is a strange man, not even afraid of ghosts, how could he be afraid of people like Yulong?
She looked at Fang Chuan, with a trace of worship and joy in her eyes.
She chuckled and said: "Xiaochuan, don't you know, how surprised and happy Mayfair were when they heard the news!"
Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "It's a small matter, what do you do this afternoon?"
"I want to go to the piano room to practice basic skills and prepare for the concert." Liu Menglu looked hopeful, "Can you?"
Fang Chuan nodded: "Yes."
"Great!" Liu Menglu cheered.
In a short while, they came to an ingenious, unique and high-end piano shop.
This piano shop is filled with first-class luthiers, musicians, or upper-class music lovers.
Here, you are not a member and you cannot enter casually.
Liu Menglu was familiar with the road, took Fang Chuan, swiped the card, and entered the professional piano room.
This piano shop has three floors. The first floor is the reception room and the performance hall. Sometimes it is used to receive important guests.
The second floor is the piano room, and the third floor is a place for musicians to communicate.
Liu Menglu was relatively low-key and took Fang Chuan directly to her exclusive piano room.
This room is very big, not only piano, but almost all kinds of musical instruments.
Liu Menglu practiced basic skills using only the piano, and occasionally used the violin or guitar in her spare time.
The other musical instruments are placed in other small rooms, but they have not been used.
"Xiaochuan, it may be boring. If you like, you can have fun."
Liu Menglu suddenly found a little embarrassed, because now she felt a little bit alone in a room.
Moreover, she can practice her voice, but Fang Chuan didn't play it.
Therefore, she had no choice but to say casually. In fact, Fang Chuan had no way to play, and people who didn't understand musical instruments couldn't play.
Fang Chuan smiled and said, "Why don't I play the piano for you?"
"You can play?" Liu Menglu's eyes widened, looking at Fang Chuan as if she had discovered a new world.
"will not."
Fang Chuan waved his hand, "When I was a child, I grew up in the countryside, so how could I possibly have touched the piano. But just give me a little time."
"It's the same again?" If Liu Menglu had not already known Fang Chuan, he knew that Fang Chuan would never be false.
Otherwise, she felt that Fang Chuan was talking big.
She has seen too many peculiar places in Fang Chuan. Seeing him again for a few minutes to learn how to play the piano, she can accept it.
"Haha, I will try."
In Fang Chuan's mind, he found the basics of piano playing in the library, as well as fingering, and advanced playing methods.
These information, in his mind, just flashed by.
However, he has mastered the technique.
He turned over a page of music at random, placed his fingers on the piano keys lightly, and took a deep breath. In Liu Menglu's expectant eyes, his fingers jumped.
"Ah!" Liu Menglu covered her mouth, speechless.
Fang Chuan's hands, as if they were magical, between the jumps of the fingertips, one by one beautiful notes were delivered.
The excerpt from the Fifth Symphony in C minor, "Destiny", is like a violent wave, surging out one after another.
Liu Menglu's emotions were instantly mobilized, and she had a fierce fighting spirit to resist defeat and fight fate.
She clenched her fist, and was touched by the strong and weak notes, which made her scalp numb, and the whole body cells seemed to jump for joy.
It is hard for her to imagine that a person who has never touched the piano can play a symphony of fate to the highest level.
Beethoven's resurrection, I am afraid that is nothing more than that.
when--
In the end, Fang Chuan finished the song, and his emotions were completely mobilized. He remembered his previous life.
Cultivators, don’t they fight against fate?
He stopped, abruptly stood up, for a long time: "I can hold the throat of fate, it cannot make me surrender! I am me!"