Chapter 167

No one can imagine that he will be conquered by the sound of a piano in his lifetime.

The sound of communication and discussion is gone. They are afraid of disturbing the artistic conception of the piano.

The movement of eating snacks stopped, and they were afraid of blaspheming the scene.

All of us close our eyes and listen to the melody in our soul.

"Tomorrow, will you think of the diary you wrote yesterday? Will you still remember the one you used to cry the most..."

Ye Hongyi opened his voice, the guitar in Mu Pingping's hand, bass in Sun Ying's hand, and the flute in Zhang Tiesong's hand sounded at the same time.

Different voices create a beautiful and sad picture on the stage.

Almost everyone has experienced the student time, has fantasized about the green and astringent love.

This chorus song, in an instant, brings everyone back to that ignorant age, and makes them relive the palpitation and sadness.

Tears can't stop flowing out, suppressed sobs come and go.

"Who married the sentimental you, comforted you who cried, who coiled up your long hair, who made you a wedding dress."

With the four people's perfect quadruple chorus, a piece of "you at the same table" came to an end.

Thunderous applause!

All the men and women, old and young, stood up with tears in their eyes and clapped for the song from the bottom of their hearts!

Applause for the perfect four on stage!

In particular, Yehong, a pianist, has been watched with affection by countless young girls.

They have never found that people who play the piano can be so charming!

In a corner of class 18 in senior one, Zhang Xuewei wiped her tears on her face and bit her lips shyly: "are you at the same table singing to me..."

the irascible elder brother just now wiped tears with a tissue: "really fragrant! Pooh! That's good! "

"Ding! Complete a thousand people's chorus, music ability + 5! "

Night Hong with the rest of the three people, to the court slightly bow, then ready to go back to the backstage.

"One more song!"

I don't know who will take the lead to shout out, and then form a sound wave on the playground!

"One more song!"

"One more song!"

Night Hong and other people slightly surprised, or background rushed out of the host timely for them.

I'm kidding. If you let them continue to sing, they won't have a new year's party today. Just call them a concert of four.

The host continued to announce the next program, and Yehong and others were able to get out of the stage and come to the back.

"Great! Night young master, do you hear all the cheers and applause? "

"It's like a dream."

Mu Pingping and Sun Ying are chattering excitedly, leaving Yehong late.

Zhang Tiesong actually pulled the sleeve of night Hong and pointed to the distance.

Night Hong looked up and found Ouyang Shuang was staring at them.

"OK, boy, how dare you show up!"

His eyes were full of harshness: "I have to say, you sing well.

But unfortunately, there is always something in this world that you can't resist.

The grand prize is not yours.

Ha ha ha

Ouyang Shuang laughed a few times and left triumphantly.

Mu Pingping also had no idea to celebrate, and her face became dim.

"Ye young master, what shall we do?"

"Don't worry. I believe the jury will score fairly." Night Hong waved his hand and flashed a deep meaning in his eyes.

In front of the stage, Zhang Changjiang's eyes flashed sinister, and decisively played a zero point under their program.