Classical piano reflects luxurious light
The woman in front of the piano pulled a long shadow on the stage
The representative figure of Givenchy women's clothing is the eternal Audrey Hepburn, noble and elegant, simple but elegant
But this Gianfan white dress looks like she has found the best spokesperson for the oriental woman. In addition to being elegant and noble, the temperament shown also has a strong artistic atmosphere.
The girl in a white dress, the quaint and elegant piano, a kind of loneliness, a kind of sadness, reveals the feeling of loneliness to the whole world, the perfect and quiet face, the heartbreaking eyes, makes anyone unable to help but sigh that she is the most melancholy girl in the world
Adilina by the water
The woman in white dress sat down slowly, and a cold voice came from the microphone on the piano stage.
The moving notes flow slowly from the black and white keys along the slender fingers. The entire auditorium was silent all around.
Two thousand listeners, without any noise, only a slight breathing sound
Everyone's state of mind is peaceful and peaceful, and being in it is like being away from the hustle and bustle of the world
The woman in white dress played with her own heart and completely forgot about the existence of time and space
At this moment, it seemed as if people from all over the world were staring at her
At this moment, she is the princess in the minds of people all over the world, the only most melancholy princess
Music is the angel's singing
The entire auditorium is full of ethereal but pure piano sounds. Those who are proficient in the harsh and rigorous music have closed their eyes and felt the sound of nature silently. Unlike ordinary listeners who rely solely on their feelings, they can better experience the miracle of the shocking music field. They have originally liked to pick on their own and sincerely praised her perfect performance.
The song ended, the woman in white dress walked behind the scenes with everyone's reluctance to leave, and the thunderous applause resounded throughout the auditorium.
Then, there was a small commotion in the entire auditorium, and everyone was whispering
Li Danyue's eyes were filled with tears. This simple-minded little girl was completely conquered by the sound of the piano in a woman in a white dress. She murmured to herself in a daze: Is she the music goddess of the four goddesses of the pearl? So beautiful, so beautiful piano sound, so beautiful eyes...
Ye Wudao turned his head and said coldly: Is this a musical genius? No matter how outstanding he plays other people's music, he is just a craftsman, and he is never considered an art master...
Who said that Sister Qingwu only knows how to play other people's music? She also composed music herself, and stayed in Mingzhu Archives!
Li Danyue pouted her mouth and looked at Ye Wudao angrily
Oh, is that?
Ye Wudao smiled out of the corner of his mouth. He liked to see Li Danyue's pouting expression the most.
Of course, what's wrong with playing other people's music? The same song and different people will make people feel completely different. Isn't most of the songs played by Richard Clayderman adapted from other famous artists? They are still called the "Prince of the Modern Piano in the World", hum!
Li Danyue looked like a loyal fan of a woman in a white dress. She said angrily, and Lao Gao, who had a raised mouth, boldly shook off Ye Wudao's claws and said angrily: If you have the ability, just play a song better than her!
Ye Wudao always had a faint smile on his face. He grabbed Li Danyue's hand again and said slowly: What you said makes sense. If you do a craftsman, you will become a master. If you have time, I will be a craftsman and have fun.
Li Danyue has just come back to her senses now, and her heart is like a deer bumping into her. She herself didn't expect that she would have the courage to say that just now. Now she thinks about it and is very afraid.
When Ye Wudao smiled and held her little hand again, she suddenly felt a warmth, and another doubt also emerged from her eyes. This doubt was that she didn't quite understand what Ye Wudao meant just now.
The performance continues, and students of all grades have special programs, and even the level of freshmen in the first year of high school is not bad.
Don't think that the descendants of wealthy and powerful families are all ignorant playboys. In fact, at least half of them have real talents and knowledge. These noble children who grew up with golden spoons have been guided by famous teachers since childhood. They are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, or one or two other talents are really not very new.
Of course, the level of these people is still very different from that of Yàn Qingwu, who beat the audience an hour ago, or there is no comparison at all, or it is not as good as that of Yàn, who is skilled in the audience, or it is not as good as that of Yàn, or it is not as good as that of Yàn, who is skilled in the audience, or it is not as good as that of Yàn, or it is, it is not as good as that of Yàn,
Let me tell you all the good news. Our senior sister Yàn Qingwu will once again play a song she created by herself for everyone, called "Who Are We"...
The beautiful and refined female host of the senior high school senior said with some sensationality, and the audience immediately became excited.
Soon the boiling crowd calmed down, and the moving piano sound penetrated into everyone's heart
There is a kind of person who is born to motivate other people's emotions, such as Yàn Qingwu
Li Danyue burst into tears when she heard it again. She suddenly felt a light in her hand. After coming back to her senses, she found that Ye Wudao had disappeared out of thin air.
The lively notes beat in the auditorium, and the gorgeous music makes everyone gradually intoxicated
The people in the auditorium gradually stepped from melancholy low to undercurrent confusion, and the emotions of the audience continued to change with the music of Yàn Qingwu.
From beginning to end, this song expresses a kind of sadness and confusion, just like a melancholy princess standing at the top of a mountain, thinking about what else in this world is worth pursuing
As the rhythm of the music changes, the princess's thoughts gradually appear before the world. The world in her eyes is living mediocre. Without lofty ideals or jumping souls, everyone is gradually lost in growth...
Perhaps, the meaning expressed by each note is to interpret the name of this song who we are?
Ye Wudao stood behind the curtain of the stage, staring at Yàn Qingwu silently, with a flash of light in his eyes
Anyone who is familiar with Ye Wudao will be familiar with this kind of eyes. Ye Wudao only has this kind of focused eyes when facing his collections.
Ah! Who are you, why did you come here?
The beautiful female host who passed by accidentally shouted in a low voice and stared at Ye Wudao blankly
Ye Wudao grabbed the female host with one hand, and the latter fell into his arms like a weak sheep. In her panicked eyes, Ye Wudao stretched out his index finger and blocked her little mouth, with an extremely evil smile on his face, and said in a very light voice: Believe it or not, I will rape you here?
The female host wanted to scream but couldn't. It was futile to struggle. Her beautiful big eyes were full of fear, her delicate little face turned extremely pale, and her spiritual defense line was completely defeated.
Don't be afraid, I'm just asking you for a little help
Ye Wudao let go of her without fear, and even showed a very gentlemanly smile in hindsight, adding: What you want to do is actually very simple, this way...
The moment when Yàn Qingwu's fingers left the piano keys, the audience burst into thunderous applause again. Many emotional little girls were already crying, while many little boys positioned Yàn Qingwu as the eternal dream lover at this moment!
Yàn Qingwu looked at everyone in the audience silently, with no expression on her face, bowed and left the curtain call. The moment she turned around, the thin figure felt an indescribable loneliness.
At this time, the female host slowly walked to the stage, her expression was surprisingly nervous, and her always fluent and sensational voice trembled slightly this time: Below, Ye Wudao performed for everyone... Piano solo...
As soon as Yàn Qingwu walked behind the scenes, she was blocked by a slender figure. This man with almost perfect appearance and demeanor had a pair of eyes representing darkness, an evil smile on his face, staring at Yàn Qingwu who had conquered everyone else under the dim light
Please get out of the way!
Yàn Qingwu said with a cold and raised her head, no man could conquer her by his appearance. The only thing that made her a little curious or expectant was that the man was holding a violin in his hand
Ye Wudao stared at Yàn Qingwu without blinking. This was the look of a man looking at a woman, naked, unscrupulous, and dangerous.
Looking up close, Ye Wu's perfect face satisfied
At this moment, Ye Wudao suddenly remembered Murong Xuehen. Perhaps art is common.
Both of them have charming artistic atmosphere, impeccable appearance, figure and temperament. The only difference is that Murong Xuehen is a noble and holy goddess, while Yàn Qingwu is a confused and sad angel
I'll give you an answer right away!
This sentence suddenly appeared in Ye Wudao's mouth, and his face became even more smiling
Yàn Qingwu was slightly stunned, and seemed to not quite understand what Ye Wudao said
No matter if music is conquered by you or you are conquered by music, you will be very lonely!
Ye Wudao threw down this sentence and walked straight to the stage
Yàn Qingwu, who had originally planned to leave, was shocked and stayed there. A faint and bright mist rose in the beautiful eyes designed by God. Looking at the departing back, he was in a daze.
After Ye Wudao walked onto the stage, the audience was boiling again, with all kinds of sounds
Some people are wondering, and some people are wondering who this guy is, and why did he cause such a big sensation as soon as he came to power?
Another part of the people were thinking, isn’t this guy performing piano solo, why are he doing a fucking violin?
Gently put the violin on the piano stage, Ye Wudao's eyes swept to the audience
In this second, Ye Wudao was like a messenger who suddenly descended from the darkness, as if he was shrouded in a black and white aperture. The aura released from his body was not cold or sunny. It was a neutral but powerful aura that swept across the entire auditorium.
The audience suddenly became silent. Except for those guys with strong momentum in the dark, few people dared to look up at Ye Wudao's eyes.
It seems that I am very satisfied with this effect. Ye Wudao sat down slowly, not in a hurry to touch the keys, his red lips lightly opened, and there was no accompaniment of the song: Hear my silent prairie,heat my quiet call,wnder darken lse srrund yuStep int my sight,lk inside the light,yu will knw that I have fund yu slightly hoarse bass, ethereal chanting like a whisper, and the slightly dark and sad lyrics, giving people a dreamlike feeling
Just before everyone could react, Ye Wudao's slender fingers gently tapped the keys, and countless notes that could be intimately in contact with the human heart beat, and a beautiful music that made the soul come out of the body flow out of the body
The entire auditorium was unprecedentedly quiet, and everyone had an incredible and slightly intoxicated expression on their faces.
Yàn Qingwu behind the curtain was completely stunned, her thin body trembled continuously
She heard the origin of the song "Dream catcher" from the beginning. Someone translated it as "Dream Chaser"
There are two famous versions of "Dream catcher", one played by Secret Garden, and there is an exact same accent at the beginning and end. This part of what Ye Wudao just sang
Surprisingly, after singing the prelude to the a cappella, Ye Wudao immediately changed his style and performed it with the pure musical techniques of the second famous version, the New Age genre 'Bandrei Garden' orchestra.
Who are we? We are all dream chasers!
A tear rolled out from Yàn Qingwu's eyes. Could this be what Ye Wudao just said to give her an answer?
Looking at the radiant back on the stage, Yàn Qingwu suddenly realized that he, the man, like himself, had a deep loneliness that was not understood by the world.
At this time, Ye Wudao had already stood up, closed his eyes slightly, and played the violin obsessively.
He stood on the edge of the stage and was about to fall off the stage once he made a mistake. It seemed that he liked this dangerous and exciting feeling.
"Dream catcher" was originally a duet, but was separated by Ye Wudao. The whole song was composed of the sound of the piano and the violin. It was so sad that it felt extremely sad.
The entire auditorium has become an ocean of music. At this moment, Ye Wudao is God, controlling the soul of every listener.
Li Danyue's body twitched slightly, and her little face was flooded with tears. "I'll be a craftsman when I have time." Li Danyue finally understood what the meaning of Ye Wudao's words mean.
The sound of the piano and violin are constantly changing, and Ye Wudao's face gradually has an extremely comfortable expression, as if he is enjoying the sense of accomplishment that everyone becomes a slave to his music.
Since you can't keep up with my pace, you are only worthy of creeping at my feet!
A domineering spirit that ruled the world wandered in Ye Wudao's chest, and then returned to calm. Every pore in his body was washed by this strange airflow, and every cell was jumping happily.
Ye Wudao felt unspeakable comfort in his whole body. He looked like he had changed a human being. His body was shrouded in a thin layer of colorful mist, like a god descending to earth.
In the eyes of outsiders, they either mistakenly think it is an illusion or they think it is a problem with the stage lighting effect.
Even Ye Wudao himself did not expect that he would break through the second level of the martial arts at this time and reach the first and third level of the nearly return to nature!
The moving notes continue to resist everyone's heart
No matter how beautiful the song is, it will end. It took a long time after Ye Wudao left the stage, and all the listeners gradually came to their senses. The applause burst out for a moment shocked the ears, as if they were sending off the hero's departure, or as if they were celebrating the birth of the emperor.
Yàn Qingwu stood behind the curtain with tears flowing
If I make you cry, then I should be responsible
The voice full of wild charm like a devil was gently transmitted into Yàn Qingwu's ears. Ye Wudao's ghostly figure appeared in front of her. It was impossible for Yàn Qingwu to resist and hug her vigorously in his arms.
Then, he really held up the beautiful woman's perfect face very responsibly, lowered his head and kissed him all the tears on Yàn Qingwu's face.
The beautiful female host stood not far away, and she was trapped in endless struggle and confusion. She didn't understand why she had the urge to cry.
Maybe, sometimes, you and I are the same type of people...
Ye Wudao suddenly let go of her in the surprised eyes of Qingwu. A low and sad voice slowly came: When people bravely rushed to the distant horizon, you had already stood on the other side of the horizon, leaving the horizon far behind. But when you turned around and looked at the distant horizon, you suddenly realized that you were so lonely...
Yàn Qingwu understood Ye Wudao's words without any obstacles. The peerless beauty finally met a soulmate. She just wanted to fall in his arms and cry happily, but...
At this time, Ye Wudao left without looking back, and the thin but majestic back had an indescribable Xiao Suo
over
The woman in front of the piano pulled a long shadow on the stage
The representative figure of Givenchy women's clothing is the eternal Audrey Hepburn, noble and elegant, simple but elegant
But this Gianfan white dress looks like she has found the best spokesperson for the oriental woman. In addition to being elegant and noble, the temperament shown also has a strong artistic atmosphere.
The girl in a white dress, the quaint and elegant piano, a kind of loneliness, a kind of sadness, reveals the feeling of loneliness to the whole world, the perfect and quiet face, the heartbreaking eyes, makes anyone unable to help but sigh that she is the most melancholy girl in the world
Adilina by the water
The woman in white dress sat down slowly, and a cold voice came from the microphone on the piano stage.
The moving notes flow slowly from the black and white keys along the slender fingers. The entire auditorium was silent all around.
Two thousand listeners, without any noise, only a slight breathing sound
Everyone's state of mind is peaceful and peaceful, and being in it is like being away from the hustle and bustle of the world
The woman in white dress played with her own heart and completely forgot about the existence of time and space
At this moment, it seemed as if people from all over the world were staring at her
At this moment, she is the princess in the minds of people all over the world, the only most melancholy princess
Music is the angel's singing
The entire auditorium is full of ethereal but pure piano sounds. Those who are proficient in the harsh and rigorous music have closed their eyes and felt the sound of nature silently. Unlike ordinary listeners who rely solely on their feelings, they can better experience the miracle of the shocking music field. They have originally liked to pick on their own and sincerely praised her perfect performance.
The song ended, the woman in white dress walked behind the scenes with everyone's reluctance to leave, and the thunderous applause resounded throughout the auditorium.
Then, there was a small commotion in the entire auditorium, and everyone was whispering
Li Danyue's eyes were filled with tears. This simple-minded little girl was completely conquered by the sound of the piano in a woman in a white dress. She murmured to herself in a daze: Is she the music goddess of the four goddesses of the pearl? So beautiful, so beautiful piano sound, so beautiful eyes...
Ye Wudao turned his head and said coldly: Is this a musical genius? No matter how outstanding he plays other people's music, he is just a craftsman, and he is never considered an art master...
Who said that Sister Qingwu only knows how to play other people's music? She also composed music herself, and stayed in Mingzhu Archives!
Li Danyue pouted her mouth and looked at Ye Wudao angrily
Oh, is that?
Ye Wudao smiled out of the corner of his mouth. He liked to see Li Danyue's pouting expression the most.
Of course, what's wrong with playing other people's music? The same song and different people will make people feel completely different. Isn't most of the songs played by Richard Clayderman adapted from other famous artists? They are still called the "Prince of the Modern Piano in the World", hum!
Li Danyue looked like a loyal fan of a woman in a white dress. She said angrily, and Lao Gao, who had a raised mouth, boldly shook off Ye Wudao's claws and said angrily: If you have the ability, just play a song better than her!
Ye Wudao always had a faint smile on his face. He grabbed Li Danyue's hand again and said slowly: What you said makes sense. If you do a craftsman, you will become a master. If you have time, I will be a craftsman and have fun.
Li Danyue has just come back to her senses now, and her heart is like a deer bumping into her. She herself didn't expect that she would have the courage to say that just now. Now she thinks about it and is very afraid.
When Ye Wudao smiled and held her little hand again, she suddenly felt a warmth, and another doubt also emerged from her eyes. This doubt was that she didn't quite understand what Ye Wudao meant just now.
The performance continues, and students of all grades have special programs, and even the level of freshmen in the first year of high school is not bad.
Don't think that the descendants of wealthy and powerful families are all ignorant playboys. In fact, at least half of them have real talents and knowledge. These noble children who grew up with golden spoons have been guided by famous teachers since childhood. They are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, or one or two other talents are really not very new.
Of course, the level of these people is still very different from that of Yàn Qingwu, who beat the audience an hour ago, or there is no comparison at all, or it is not as good as that of Yàn, who is skilled in the audience, or it is not as good as that of Yàn, or it is not as good as that of Yàn, who is skilled in the audience, or it is not as good as that of Yàn, or it is, it is not as good as that of Yàn,
Let me tell you all the good news. Our senior sister Yàn Qingwu will once again play a song she created by herself for everyone, called "Who Are We"...
The beautiful and refined female host of the senior high school senior said with some sensationality, and the audience immediately became excited.
Soon the boiling crowd calmed down, and the moving piano sound penetrated into everyone's heart
There is a kind of person who is born to motivate other people's emotions, such as Yàn Qingwu
Li Danyue burst into tears when she heard it again. She suddenly felt a light in her hand. After coming back to her senses, she found that Ye Wudao had disappeared out of thin air.
The lively notes beat in the auditorium, and the gorgeous music makes everyone gradually intoxicated
The people in the auditorium gradually stepped from melancholy low to undercurrent confusion, and the emotions of the audience continued to change with the music of Yàn Qingwu.
From beginning to end, this song expresses a kind of sadness and confusion, just like a melancholy princess standing at the top of a mountain, thinking about what else in this world is worth pursuing
As the rhythm of the music changes, the princess's thoughts gradually appear before the world. The world in her eyes is living mediocre. Without lofty ideals or jumping souls, everyone is gradually lost in growth...
Perhaps, the meaning expressed by each note is to interpret the name of this song who we are?
Ye Wudao stood behind the curtain of the stage, staring at Yàn Qingwu silently, with a flash of light in his eyes
Anyone who is familiar with Ye Wudao will be familiar with this kind of eyes. Ye Wudao only has this kind of focused eyes when facing his collections.
Ah! Who are you, why did you come here?
The beautiful female host who passed by accidentally shouted in a low voice and stared at Ye Wudao blankly
Ye Wudao grabbed the female host with one hand, and the latter fell into his arms like a weak sheep. In her panicked eyes, Ye Wudao stretched out his index finger and blocked her little mouth, with an extremely evil smile on his face, and said in a very light voice: Believe it or not, I will rape you here?
The female host wanted to scream but couldn't. It was futile to struggle. Her beautiful big eyes were full of fear, her delicate little face turned extremely pale, and her spiritual defense line was completely defeated.
Don't be afraid, I'm just asking you for a little help
Ye Wudao let go of her without fear, and even showed a very gentlemanly smile in hindsight, adding: What you want to do is actually very simple, this way...
The moment when Yàn Qingwu's fingers left the piano keys, the audience burst into thunderous applause again. Many emotional little girls were already crying, while many little boys positioned Yàn Qingwu as the eternal dream lover at this moment!
Yàn Qingwu looked at everyone in the audience silently, with no expression on her face, bowed and left the curtain call. The moment she turned around, the thin figure felt an indescribable loneliness.
At this time, the female host slowly walked to the stage, her expression was surprisingly nervous, and her always fluent and sensational voice trembled slightly this time: Below, Ye Wudao performed for everyone... Piano solo...
As soon as Yàn Qingwu walked behind the scenes, she was blocked by a slender figure. This man with almost perfect appearance and demeanor had a pair of eyes representing darkness, an evil smile on his face, staring at Yàn Qingwu who had conquered everyone else under the dim light
Please get out of the way!
Yàn Qingwu said with a cold and raised her head, no man could conquer her by his appearance. The only thing that made her a little curious or expectant was that the man was holding a violin in his hand
Ye Wudao stared at Yàn Qingwu without blinking. This was the look of a man looking at a woman, naked, unscrupulous, and dangerous.
Looking up close, Ye Wu's perfect face satisfied
At this moment, Ye Wudao suddenly remembered Murong Xuehen. Perhaps art is common.
Both of them have charming artistic atmosphere, impeccable appearance, figure and temperament. The only difference is that Murong Xuehen is a noble and holy goddess, while Yàn Qingwu is a confused and sad angel
I'll give you an answer right away!
This sentence suddenly appeared in Ye Wudao's mouth, and his face became even more smiling
Yàn Qingwu was slightly stunned, and seemed to not quite understand what Ye Wudao said
No matter if music is conquered by you or you are conquered by music, you will be very lonely!
Ye Wudao threw down this sentence and walked straight to the stage
Yàn Qingwu, who had originally planned to leave, was shocked and stayed there. A faint and bright mist rose in the beautiful eyes designed by God. Looking at the departing back, he was in a daze.
After Ye Wudao walked onto the stage, the audience was boiling again, with all kinds of sounds
Some people are wondering, and some people are wondering who this guy is, and why did he cause such a big sensation as soon as he came to power?
Another part of the people were thinking, isn’t this guy performing piano solo, why are he doing a fucking violin?
Gently put the violin on the piano stage, Ye Wudao's eyes swept to the audience
In this second, Ye Wudao was like a messenger who suddenly descended from the darkness, as if he was shrouded in a black and white aperture. The aura released from his body was not cold or sunny. It was a neutral but powerful aura that swept across the entire auditorium.
The audience suddenly became silent. Except for those guys with strong momentum in the dark, few people dared to look up at Ye Wudao's eyes.
It seems that I am very satisfied with this effect. Ye Wudao sat down slowly, not in a hurry to touch the keys, his red lips lightly opened, and there was no accompaniment of the song: Hear my silent prairie,heat my quiet call,wnder darken lse srrund yuStep int my sight,lk inside the light,yu will knw that I have fund yu slightly hoarse bass, ethereal chanting like a whisper, and the slightly dark and sad lyrics, giving people a dreamlike feeling
Just before everyone could react, Ye Wudao's slender fingers gently tapped the keys, and countless notes that could be intimately in contact with the human heart beat, and a beautiful music that made the soul come out of the body flow out of the body
The entire auditorium was unprecedentedly quiet, and everyone had an incredible and slightly intoxicated expression on their faces.
Yàn Qingwu behind the curtain was completely stunned, her thin body trembled continuously
She heard the origin of the song "Dream catcher" from the beginning. Someone translated it as "Dream Chaser"
There are two famous versions of "Dream catcher", one played by Secret Garden, and there is an exact same accent at the beginning and end. This part of what Ye Wudao just sang
Surprisingly, after singing the prelude to the a cappella, Ye Wudao immediately changed his style and performed it with the pure musical techniques of the second famous version, the New Age genre 'Bandrei Garden' orchestra.
Who are we? We are all dream chasers!
A tear rolled out from Yàn Qingwu's eyes. Could this be what Ye Wudao just said to give her an answer?
Looking at the radiant back on the stage, Yàn Qingwu suddenly realized that he, the man, like himself, had a deep loneliness that was not understood by the world.
At this time, Ye Wudao had already stood up, closed his eyes slightly, and played the violin obsessively.
He stood on the edge of the stage and was about to fall off the stage once he made a mistake. It seemed that he liked this dangerous and exciting feeling.
"Dream catcher" was originally a duet, but was separated by Ye Wudao. The whole song was composed of the sound of the piano and the violin. It was so sad that it felt extremely sad.
The entire auditorium has become an ocean of music. At this moment, Ye Wudao is God, controlling the soul of every listener.
Li Danyue's body twitched slightly, and her little face was flooded with tears. "I'll be a craftsman when I have time." Li Danyue finally understood what the meaning of Ye Wudao's words mean.
The sound of the piano and violin are constantly changing, and Ye Wudao's face gradually has an extremely comfortable expression, as if he is enjoying the sense of accomplishment that everyone becomes a slave to his music.
Since you can't keep up with my pace, you are only worthy of creeping at my feet!
A domineering spirit that ruled the world wandered in Ye Wudao's chest, and then returned to calm. Every pore in his body was washed by this strange airflow, and every cell was jumping happily.
Ye Wudao felt unspeakable comfort in his whole body. He looked like he had changed a human being. His body was shrouded in a thin layer of colorful mist, like a god descending to earth.
In the eyes of outsiders, they either mistakenly think it is an illusion or they think it is a problem with the stage lighting effect.
Even Ye Wudao himself did not expect that he would break through the second level of the martial arts at this time and reach the first and third level of the nearly return to nature!
The moving notes continue to resist everyone's heart
No matter how beautiful the song is, it will end. It took a long time after Ye Wudao left the stage, and all the listeners gradually came to their senses. The applause burst out for a moment shocked the ears, as if they were sending off the hero's departure, or as if they were celebrating the birth of the emperor.
Yàn Qingwu stood behind the curtain with tears flowing
If I make you cry, then I should be responsible
The voice full of wild charm like a devil was gently transmitted into Yàn Qingwu's ears. Ye Wudao's ghostly figure appeared in front of her. It was impossible for Yàn Qingwu to resist and hug her vigorously in his arms.
Then, he really held up the beautiful woman's perfect face very responsibly, lowered his head and kissed him all the tears on Yàn Qingwu's face.
The beautiful female host stood not far away, and she was trapped in endless struggle and confusion. She didn't understand why she had the urge to cry.
Maybe, sometimes, you and I are the same type of people...
Ye Wudao suddenly let go of her in the surprised eyes of Qingwu. A low and sad voice slowly came: When people bravely rushed to the distant horizon, you had already stood on the other side of the horizon, leaving the horizon far behind. But when you turned around and looked at the distant horizon, you suddenly realized that you were so lonely...
Yàn Qingwu understood Ye Wudao's words without any obstacles. The peerless beauty finally met a soulmate. She just wanted to fall in his arms and cry happily, but...
At this time, Ye Wudao left without looking back, and the thin but majestic back had an indescribable Xiao Suo
over
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