"Which piano piece?"

Qin Yang was a little troubled. He really didn't have any experience in such a large-scale performance, and he didn't know what to perform on such occasions.

Miao Sha smiled and said, "You don't have to think about so many things. Just choose the ones you are best at, the coolest, the most exciting, and the most scary songs. At that time, I will give you a separate time in the midfield. You can choose this song yourself and try to make people shocked."

"For the other songs with piano music, you can play them with me on stage. These songs are not difficult. They are very simple for you. You just need to practice them twice."

Qin Yang thought for a while: "Well, maybe just "Don Juan's Memories", it is difficult and grand enough, and it should be able to calm down. There is still some time left. I will hurry up and practice more, so it should be fine."

"You want to play "Don Juan's Memories"?"

Miao Sha's eyes were bright and excited: "That's the top ten difficult piano songs. Can you do it? If you mess it up, then the mysterious guest will become a joke guest?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "No problem, aren't there still more than twenty days left? I will ask the teacher to give me some advice and try to make it smoother and more emotional."

Miao Sha looked expectant: "Okay, with Teacher Zhang's advice, there will be no problem. I also hope to see the moment you play the whole audience!"

Things were finalized, and Qin Yang continued to go to the stage to start his own performance.

The drunk woman last night did not show up today because no one gave Qinyang mojito drinks today.

Qin Yang didn't care, and quietly played his own music. But in the dark corner that Qin Yang could not see, two men were staring at him. If Qin Yang was here, he would definitely recognize that one of the men was the corpse-picking man who was driven away by him yesterday.

The man picking up the corpse, holding a glass of wine, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Seven, it's this kid. Yesterday I finally got a good job of a beautiful woman, but he messed up, and it made me embarrassed. I can't swallow this tone!"

Sitting opposite the man who picked up the corpse was a man wearing a plaid shirt with a gold chain around his neck and a blue tattoo on his thick arms. He was a scorpion with a tail raised.

The man in the floral shirt held the wine glass with a leisurely expression. He obviously didn't take this matter to heart: "Have you touched it?"

The man who picked up the corpse nodded: "I've inquired. This kid is a freshman from Zhonghai University, not a local..."

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

The man who picked up the corpse said fiercely: "I want to use his hands to make him unable to play the piano in his life. I want to regret it for the rest of his life!"

The man in the floral shirt smiled and said, "This is not simple. Even if you take it back, you will definitely not be as flexible as before. Playing the piano or something is definitely impossible."

The man who picked up the corpse nodded: "Please help me stand up."

The man picked up the corpse and took out a stack of money that had been prepared from his pocket and pushed it to the man in the floral shirt: "This is a little bit of intention, please accept it!"

The man in the floral shirt picked up the stack of money, weighed it in his hand, and smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, since you are so good at it, I will help you with this anger. He got off work at eleven o'clock, right?"

"Yes."

The man in the floral shirt nodded: "Okay, you can wait and see the show."

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

When the man picking up the corpse, he saw that the man in the floral shirt called someone, a stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground. He had a legitimate job and had a good income, but his hobby was to be a corpse picker here. After being stuck for a long time, he naturally knew the Seventh Brother of the Local Snake, the man in the floral shirt in front of him.

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 came to Brother Qi and spent money to ask someone to deal with him. Brother Qi had many people under him, so he was quick to do such things.

He picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in the glass in one sip, turned to look at Qin Yang who was performing on 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 had been targeted. He played the piano until eleven o'clock as usual, then changed his clothes, greeted Qian Xiaojuan and others, and walked out of the bar.

Not far outside the bar is the road, with an iron fence on the side of the road. At this moment, six or seven men were leaning against or sitting on the iron fence to smoke. Watching Qin Yang walk out, these people threw away the cigarette butts in their hands and greeted Qin Yang.

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

Isn’t this the corpse-picking man from yesterday?

Is this asking for revenge?

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

"Brother, I have something to do. I want to talk to you and follow us."

Qin Yang frowned, his eyes already a little colder: "Where to go?"

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

After a moment of pause, the man's face showed a fierce look again: "If you scream or don't cooperate, then I don't mind letting you get some blood here!"

Qin Yang's mouth raised a little twice, turned his body obediently, and followed the group of people to the alley next to the bar.

He naturally knew the plans of this group of people. This was on the roadside, so they naturally did not dare to be too arrogant. When they arrived in the dark alley, without surveillance, they could do whatever they wanted.

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

The man in the shirt, Brother Qi stopped, looked around, took off the cigarette from his mouth, spit out a cigarette ring, and said lightly: "Let's just go here."

Everyone stopped, and the men scattered a little, but they still surrounded Qin Yang to prevent him from escaping.

Qin Yang turned his head and looked at the man who picked up the corpse behind the crowd: "Did you ask these people to avenge me?"

The man who picked up the corpse took two steps forward and said proudly: "I said yesterday that this matter will not be forgotten!"

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

The man who picked up the corpse could laugh at Qin Yang at this time, and he felt a little strange. However, there were so many people on his side and he was carrying a dagger and steel pipe. The other party was just a person, with bare hands and empty fists. The man who picked up the corpse was not worried that the other party would be in a mess and sneered: "Beat you up, you think too simple!"

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