It's rare to have an interactive function in the live room of two people in one room. Many people say that they hate Xu Nindong, but they can't help but ask for questions
Xu Honeysuckle's beautiful white fingertips tap the screen, the title is fixed in a sentence.
[in winter, I eat hot pot with my friends at home. Sugar orange is roasted on the heater nearby, and ginger and coke in the pot are bubbling hot. 】
the crowd was stunned.
This What's the problem?
The former two are relatively abstract and have a large space for free play.
But this topic is too specific.
It's confusing.
How to express hot pot with music? How to express roast orange with music??
Ginger cola, not to mention!
Isn't it embarrassing!
Li Jianyu brazenly said: "hahaha, this time is not counted, take it again."
The guest can't say this, but scold.
He doesn't care. He just scolds. Anyway, he has thick skin.
Although Xu Nindong is a dead man, he is not completely unsophisticated. Seeing that Li Jianyu is helping him out, he gives a grateful look and says:
"it doesn't matter. Let's take this topic."
"Eh?" Before Li Jianyu could react, Xu's fingers were already on the keys, slowly popping up a chord.
He closed his eyes and started shooting blind!
Blind play is not difficult. However, it is twice as difficult to compose music!
The audience who knew the music in the studio was shocked.
It's so strong that I kick my younger brother who can't play the piano blindly for two years.
- [there's a saying that Xu Nindong's basic skills are really useless. Fingering, strength and emotion are all textbook Level demonstrations.
- [God, can this topic be expressed in this way? Wuwuwu, I don't know how to describe it, but I think it's very warm! 】
…
The music of Flowing Clouds and flowing water flows slowly.
Language has national boundaries, but music, to some extent, is common to human beings.
People enjoy the song, unconsciously like Xu honeysuckle, close their eyes.
Xiangyi nestles on his shoulder and whispers, "in winter, I want to play this song."
"Certainly." Shi Sui hugged her.
Next to the perimeter, I suddenly feel like a light bulb
He coughed and leaned to the right, listening to Xu's music.
He is still As always.
…
That night, the studio of two people in one room was on fire again!
Xu Nindong, a famous composer, composed 16 pieces in a row. The styles include lyric, pop, blood, fairy tale, folk song, rock and roll, science fiction
Each song can be called the sound of nature!
Each song is enough to spread as a classic!
Countless people, witnessed his creative talent!
Countless people, admire his amazing talent!
- [kneeling for the big man]
- [improvisation on the spot Br >
, I can't learn this album for ten years! Zhou Yanchang must be very suitable! 】
…
Xu Nindong stood up with the piano, but because he was too tired, his body swayed.
"Hello, hello." Zhou Yan held him fast, remembering his cleanliness habit. He turned his mouth and was about to let go, but he felt a little strength and grabbed his sleeve
"My legs are weak." Xu Nindong looked at him and said innocently.
When Suixin has a feeling, a look at the side of the eye, the rabbit's eyes shine, a pair of
Knock on the expression:)
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