Listening to so many people shouting their names together, Song Kun was inexplicably moved inside, and his eyes swept the auditorium, and he found many acquaintances, such as the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family, Zhang Ziran from the class, and Xiao Yan.

There are also several martial arts friends I have met in the martial arts alliance. Of course, Uncle and Uncle were also present and were sitting in the front row.

"Thank you all, next I will bring a piece of my original song" I Have No Fate "." Song Yan's voice passed through the headset to everyone's ears, and then he gave another one to everyone Bowed and walked to the piano.

He took a seat, lifted the piano cover, put his fingers on the black and white keys, but he did not play immediately.

I couldn't help flashing my mind and Hansha's bit by bit, a sour taste came to my heart, yes, this "The Fate" was written by him today.

His piano skills have been promoted to the realm of the **** of piano. It can be said that if he wants to, he can write a great song in minutes.

The notes of "Fate" had flowed in his mind, taking a deep breath, and finally his fingers moved on the black and white keys.

"咚咚 ... 咚咚!"

A low and soft piano sound spread through the stadium through sixteen loud speakers.

Qin Yin's feeling is very ordinary, and the playing method is not complicated, but it has a unique flavor and sweetness. It is like returning to the first love time. At the same time, under the guidance of the Qin Yin, everyone closed their eyes and fell into the memory. among.

After being promoted to the **** of the piano, when Song Yan played, his emotional control of the supernatural powers would automatically explode, amplifying the audience's feelings more than ten times.

At the end of the first measure, there was a faint eagerness in the piano sound of the second measure, as if a boy wanted to confess his uneasy mood to the girl.

The audience's expressions have also changed, some are sweet, some are painful, some are upset, and some are even regretful.

At the end of the second measure, and into the third measure, the tone of the piano became deeper and softer.

All the viewers couldn't help but feel the pain. Through the sound of the piano, they knew that the boy's confession had failed, and his mood was very low and sad.

Because of emotional control, most viewers left tears of sadness and disappointment at this moment.

Hanzhou at Jiangzhou.

At the moment Han Sha was sitting in front of the sofa in the living room watching a piano contest live on Tianhe TV.

When Song Yong appeared, she couldn't help showing a proud smile on her face, but when Song Yong said that the song he was going to play was called "Fate", then she felt a sharp look, and then a pain in her heart.

The piano sounded, and the soft and deep piano sound seemed to penetrate directly into her heart, and her mouth could not help smiling again.

When she heard the second bar, she faintly guessed. Is he a tune based on me and his story?

Soon, Qin Yin came to the third bar, the kind of sorrow, and the disappointment spreading infinitely ...

She broke her heart in an instant. For a moment, she couldn't help crying, and her heart was full of regrets. If ... if my attitude would not be so determined this morning, it is likely that he and I have become a couple.

There are only three measures in the whole song. When the last note dissipated in the air, all the audience was still immersed in the atmosphere created by Song Yong. There were 18,000 people, and two thirds of them shed tears of emotion.

silence. No applause.

After a full ten seconds, sparse applause rang out. Then, the applause became more and more enthusiastic and lasted throughout the stadium.

"thank you all!"

"Thank you!"

Song Yan smiled and said to the audience.

"One more song!"

"Hate, everyone is crying!"

"Song Yun, we still have to listen!"

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At the beginning, only a small number of audiences started to coax, but gradually, almost 90% of the audience strongly urged Song Kun to play another song.

"I'm sorry to make everyone cry. I'll play a happy song below." Happy Song "is dedicated to everyone."

Song Yong returned to the piano, his hands beating, a note filled with happiness flowed out from his fingers. This "Ode to Happiness" was also originally created by him, with a hint of playfulness. At the moment, everyone It seemed like seeing a pretty girl grimacing at herself in front of her.

Because of the emotional control of the supernatural powers, everyone heard this song and felt happy all at once, with a happy smile at the corners of their mouths.

After a while, applause resounded like a tide, and the roof of the stadium almost overturned.

The applause lasted for two minutes.

"It's not easy, I finally have a chance to speak!" The judge Lan Yuzhong said humorously, immediately causing a burst of laughter.

Lan Yuzhong continued: "Compared with the last time, Song Yan's strength has been greatly improved. It really shocked me. Whether it is in terms of performance or composition, I only have four words. Impeccable, Song砚 I want to tell you, I have become your fan. "

"Papapa!"

There was another warm applause.

"Thank you for the judges," Song Yan said modestly.

Another jury member Yang Liying continued: "Song Ye I hate you. It took me an hour to get my makeup done. Now I'm crying. Should you compensate me?"

The audience laughed again after hearing Yang Liying's playful words.

Xie Yang followed the comments: "The two songs are played perfectly, one" Fate "made everyone cry, and the other" Happy Song "made everyone smile, Song Ye, I have to say You are a genius, and your control of emotions has reached the point of "God". I dare say that no piano master in the world can match you! "

For Xie Yang's praise, Song Yanlian said he was afraid.

Time returned a few minutes ago. In the presidential suite of the Galton Hotel, Nanhai, Murong Xinyue, a star of film and television, was watching TV.

Broadcasting at this time is the scene of the piano contest Song Yong playing.

Gradually, Murong Xinyue's eyes were moisturized. When Qin Yin entered the third quarter, she finally couldn't help falling down the tears of sadness.

"It's such a nasty guy, it makes people cry!"

But it didn't take long to hear Song Yong's "Song of Happiness", her sad emotions were swept away, and a beautiful smile appeared on her face.

When Song Yan finished playing, she had a strong idea in her heart, and I wanted to invite him to accompany my concert.

Thinking of this, she quickly picked up the phone and called the agent's number.

Soon, her agent, Yang Susu, came to her room from the next room.

"Oops, my aunt, it's hard to take a break today, why did you summon me up!" Yang Susu yawned, and his face was deeply tired.

During this time, Murong Xinyue was on a national tour concert. As an agent, she had to run for all kinds of things, but she was not tired, and she never slept for more than five hours a day.

It ’s not. Today, I had a chance to rest, but Murong Xinyue woke up with a phone call.

"Sister Su Su, don't get angry!" Murong Xinyue hugged Yang Susu's arm and shook her coquettishly.

"Well, you ancestor, please put away this set, just talk about anything." Yang Susu said a little speechless.

"I want him to accompany me!" Murong Xinyue pointed at Song Kun on TV.

Suddenly, Yang Susu said, "Little ancestor, what are you trying to do? The band and accompaniment company for each concert have already been arranged. If you want to change people, it will disrupt the company's arrangements!"

Murong Xinyue smiled mysteriously: "Sister Su Su, when you have seen his performance, you know why I want him to accompany!"

During the talk, Murong Xinyue picked up the TV remote control and set the time back to the time when Song Yun started playing "Being Forgotten".

At first Murong Xinyue was a little disapproved, but soon, her complexion changed completely, and she was totally caught in the song. By the end of the song, she was in tears and sobbed in a low voice.