Chapter 662 Starfall, and lyrics?

  I have to say that Smith has made perfect preparations, including recording equipment and cameras, everything is ready.

  He waited for several months in Qingyang City just to wait for Yan Tao to nod.

   Yantao entered the door, and fell silent when she scanned the various equipment in the living room.

  "Come on, let’s get to know everyone. This is my friend, Yan, who is also the songwriter of Xingyue."

  There are seven or eight people in the living room, all from Smith’s team.

  They had heard Smith talk about the stars.

  Smith's arrogant temperament, his persistence in music and his profound knowledge are the reasons for them to follow Smith.

   is a master of music with the same status as Smith, and he is rarely admired so much.

  But for this Chinese boy, he exhausted all the words of praise.

  Just now, they were discussing whether the boy is coming.

  Sure enough.

  The people in Smith’s team are basically foreigners, white people with high noses and deep eyes.

  When the white-clothed youth stepped forward, they were all stunned.

  It's unexpectedly beautiful.

  They looked a little stunned. The boy smiled with a gentle voice, "Hello."

"Hello."

"Hello."

  "……"

  After saying hello.

   Yantao: "Let's start."

  "Are you not going to prepare?"

   Smith gestured, "Practice something first?"

   "No need, let's get started."

   During the time she was working on "Starfall", she couldn't sleep day and night. When she closed her eyes, the morning star exploded in front of her, and the stars turned into fireworks.

  This piece of music was composed by her subordinates and brothers.

   Yantao sat on the piano bench.

   "Don't take pictures of my front face."

  The photographer was carrying the camera in front of the piano. Hearing this, he subconsciously went to see Smith.

   "Yan doesn't like it, then don't take pictures. Let's take a profile picture."

   "This, is this all right?"

   "As long as the piano music can be recorded completely, it is the best."

  Smith is standing in the corner with the students, some of whom have never heard the song.

  They also want to listen.

  Smith said, the music that makes people's blood boil and the eardrum bursts.

   Yantao stretched out her hand, put her jade-like hands on the black and white piano keys, and pressed the first note.

  Actually, this piece may be more suitable for Star Territory’s instruments.

  The reaction of the students who heard the sound of the piano was exactly the same as Smith’s first hearing.

  The whole heart seems to be controlled by the sound of the piano, as it rises and falls with it.

  The first section is still rural and peaceful, as peaceful as a paradise. When they listened, they even had the urge to enter the world of that piano.

  Second bar, sudden change, only for a moment.

  The ten fingers of the young man leaped on the keyboard. Following the sound of the piano, he suddenly opened his thin lips and sang.

  That is a language that no one has ever heard.

   Strange, with some mysterious metallic texture, spit out from the thin lips of the boy.

  However, unexpectedly, I wanted to make peace with the music.

  The two complement each other, and the song is the same as the piano sound. When Yan Tao raised the high pitch, the hearts of the people in the whole room were shaken at the same time.

  How can there be such a piano sound, such a singing voice!

  As if, that is another world.

  The real interstellar world, where there are towering starships, the vast sky of the universe, and the entire galaxy.

  When the stars fall, when the nebula flutters away, and when the galaxy becomes smoke, they are also powerless, sorrowful and helpless.

  Sing a song.

  They still stood in place, their minds still immersed in the music played by the youth...

  (End of this chapter)