Chapter 67

The enchanting beauty stared at Qiao mu on the stage and said faintly, "she is a genius!"

He Miao and Qiu Ning stared at the stage and nodded naturally, "of course, genius bathed in that."

The enchanting beauty didn't speak any more. She meant that Qiao Mu had great talent in music. She must take her performance back to Qin Zhan.

Qiaomu's slender ten fingers danced faster and faster, and her fingertips flew. Her fingers danced on the black-and-white keys like elves, and the melody like clouds and flowing water was drawn from her fingertips changing positions.

Gradually, into the high of the song

Tide, the originally melancholy and sad melody turned into a soft Lyric. She still played very calmly. She listened slightly to her music.

Although she can't see the piano and music score, she has a piano in her heart. She can see every black-and-white key clearly, and the music score is firmly printed in her mind.

Just when everyone was immersed in sadness, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly, which made everyone jump in their hearts and wake up from their sadness. They didn't understand what had happened, and there was a bustle below.

The white light around Qiao Mu and the piano on the stage became darker and darker, and then it was dark. The stage returned to calm again. Everyone didn't know what had happened. The piano music was only half played. How did it end?

What the hell is going on with so many people who can't get up and down!

Suddenly, a happy piano sound penetrated the darkness and hit everyone's heart. It was different from the heavy sadness just now. This joy was refreshing. The deep sadness in my heart just now was driven away.

When everyone was happy, the piano stopped again and was replaced by a pleasant guitar sound, which hit everyone's ears.

There are electronic organ, electric bass, keyboard, and two drums from time to time.

The audience at the bottom understood that they wanted to sing and brought the band.

Then, a shocking drum sounded, accompanied by the fast flashing lights, one bright and one dark, which made people unable to see what was on the stage. When the whole stage was lit by the lights, the audience at the bottom were silly.

Shit! Among all kinds of musical instruments, there was only one person standing on the stage.

The red square towel that was originally blindfolded was surrounded by Qiao Mu around his neck. Red pants, red shoes and white, coupled with a black rock line hat, he was dressed in rock and roll, natural and handsome, but the small face with a palm size was so handsome and exquisite, giving people a cool and lovely feeling.

She slowly glanced at the crowd forced by the group in the audience, with a bad smile on her lips. She raised her hand, adjusted the position of the wheat on her cheeks, lowered her head, gently fiddled with the guitar in front of her, and slowly played the music. With the calm sound of the guitar, she raised her pink lips.

"If we're not crazy, we'll be old. How can we sacrifice that without memories?"

While singing, she walked to the electronic organ with her guitar and played the electronic organ with ten fingers. Unlike the low sound of the piano, the sound of the electronic organ was crisp. She continued to speak with the crisp sound of the electronic organ.

"What else is immortal? If you miss it, you won't have --"

It began to explode in the dense crowd below. A word came to everyone's mind. It's so awesome. This sister supported the whole band alone!

The temperature in the performance hall suddenly rose, and one after another shouts of different sizes and thicknesses were heard, especially the guard army belonging to Qiao mu.

"Qiao mu, Qiao mu, genius Mu!"

"Qiaomu, Qiaomu, I love you like a mouse loves rice."

"The goddess of architecture, never lose!"

He Miao and Qiu Ning looked at a large guard army in the audience and were stunned. Shaobin took out a hand from his trouser pocket, patted his mouth and smiled proudly.

"Well, I've called all my brothers. The slogan is still what I think."

The two of them gave him two thumbs together, "cow coax, that's what you want!"

The students of civil engineering class 2 were also shocked. There were so many fans with Qiao mu. As classmates, they couldn't fall behind in their subjects and lose momentum. They held up signs and shouted loudly with fluorescent sticks.

"Goddess, come on!"

"Qiao mu of Architecture Department is the best!"

In the last slogan, the boys in class 2 of civil engineering shouted loudly, "Qiao mu, there are always a group of old men behind you --"

Simuccio's arms were ringed and his thin lips were hooked with a faint smile. Looking at the beautiful figure shuttling through a pile of musical instruments on the stage, his eyebrows and corners of his eyes were full of thousands of brilliance, and his dumb whisper.

"Little bastard, I knew you had a lot of ideas!"

Qiao Mu raised his eyes and looked at the audience. His pink lips were raised high, and his flying fingers were not affected at all.

The people at the bottom looked at Qiao Mu walking slowly on the stage, playing the piano, playing the electronic piano, playing bass and lifting the guitar

The key is that the girl keeps up with the rhythm. There is nothing wrong with her playing and singing. Every sound is very accurate!

You know, Qiaomu's current behavior is called unplugging!

The so-called no plug-in means that without any modification and processing of electronic equipment, all acoustic instruments are used to obtain pure timbre!

Only a few singers dare to show their original skills. They don't have such exquisite accompaniment. They don't dare to sing so easily. Only a few singers dare to run so fast!

For example, rock King Qin war!

The endless variety and unplugged singing made the adrenaline of the audience soar. Even the ten judges on the jury couldn't help but look at each other and nod.

If the first half is when Qiao Mu plays with his musical instrument and sings two lines of scholar Hua from time to time, then the second half is really turning the whole audience.

After an impromptu guitar, she slightly hooked her pink lips and snapped on the guitar string. The golden string made a buzzing sound. The lights on the stage changed instantly, and the gorgeous lights twinkled everywhere, dazzling fireworks and cool.

She walked out of the pile of musical instruments and stood in front of the stage. As soon as she raised her small hand, she threw the black rock line hat aside, revealing her pop eyed fashion grandma's short gray hair.

At the bottom, it was like a frying pan. It was boiling. First, the guard army sent out a warm roar and whistle. Driven by them, the audience followed and shouted.

Young people like such wanton madness, such passion, such unruly and energetic.