Galactic Garbage Station

"This guy is too aggressive." Gu Yue heard the voice of the Guqin player in the audience. He couldn't help but smile, but his face was full of pride, and there was a bit of blame.

"Dad, has the Guqin solo been finished?" At this time, the ancient rhythm ran over in a panting breath, and his face was full of sweat. Obviously, he was very anxious. The biggest purpose of her rush was not to watch the literary evening, but to listen to the Soviet Union. Playing the piano. Since the last time she heard it, she has been obsessed.

"How come you come, but if you are lucky, the Guqin solo has not yet started, the next program is." Gu Yue said.

"Then how I ran all the way, I heard the arguments of the Guqin players." Ancient rhyme sighed and wondered.

"Oh, you listen carefully." Gu Yue laughed, the ancient rhythm listened carefully, and quickly understood from some of the nearby arguments, it turned out to be a national dance performance, was robbed by Su Shi this guqin accompaniment .

The host made a speech and made a brief introduction. Soon the next program started. After the curtain was opened, a stunning woman wearing a costumed dress was already sitting in the middle of the stage, with a guzheng in front. This scene is as beautiful as a painting.

"Wow", the cheers and screams suddenly sounded, and many photos and names of Murong Xianer were lifted. She was obviously welcomed and sought after by the students of the Blue Ocean Conservatory. In fact, this kind of beautiful temperament is excellent and talented and there is no rumored actress, whether it is male or female, it is easy to be attracted to her, fans are very normal.

"Zheng Zheng" Murong Xianer did not speak, played directly, his hands were soft, like a fairy. The sounds that sounded in the air, like the same sound, are drilled into everyone's heart.

After a while, almost all the audience were immersed in the music, and the audience was silent except for the notes from the guzheng. As if even the evening wind, I can't bear to destroy the atmosphere at this moment.

Five minutes later, the end of the song, the audience is still unfinished. There was a warm applause, and many people sipped and sang again. However, Murong Xianer did not say anything, and then retreated from the background, letting the audience burst into a sigh of lament.

"Mu Rong Xian Er is really as famous as his name. If the beauty is beautiful, this song is even more touching." After the host praised, "We must have not heard enough. Let us hurry to the next show. The next show is Recommended by Gu Yue, the Guqin solo performance by Su Shi is seeking phoenix."

The host walked away and the curtain opened. Su Shi was already sitting in the middle of the stage, with a guqin in front. It is the moon. Su Shi’s face is calm, his heart is like water, and he has entered the state.

"Oh, it is the accompaniment of the guqin. It turned out that he was Su Shi."

"Wait, isn't the guqin master who plays Peiyuan quietly called Su Shi?"

"No, is it him?"

"I searched for my video, my God, it’s really the same person. It’s no wonder that it’s so good."

“It’s no wonder that I heard that he was recommended by Gu Yue’s teacher.”

"The piano in front of him. Isn't it the famous Haoyue Guqin? Did Gu Yue teacher even give him the Guqin?"

"How can he not play Peiyuan Jingxin Qu, but play Feng Qiu Huang?"

"I am going to go, it is really aunt." This is what Lin Biao is seeing clearly. Also dumbfounded.

"When did Aunt learn the Guqin, and reached the realm of performing at the Blue Ocean Conservatory." Shi Lei is unbelievable.

"I didn't hear everyone's arguments, but my brother is the player of Peiyuan Jingjing, what is the performance of the Blue Ocean Conservatory? The original elder brother, has long been a celebrity in the Internet." Xiao Rui exclaimed.

Shi Qing, who was on the side, smiled and recorded their looks and arguments. At this time, Liu Yan came over. She has already performed, and she can enjoy the show as a viewer. Seeing Shi Qing shooting, she could not help but ask: "Shi Qing, what are you shooting?"

"In the face of their surprised expression, Auntie said that he wanted to see." Shi Qing laughed.

"Oh, Auntie is really bad." Liu Yan could not help but smile, Su Shi's thoughts are not difficult to guess.

At this time, Su Shi on the stage raised his hands and placed it on the guqin. Just one movement, it seemed to be an instruction, so that the whole audience was like a chain reaction, and it quickly quieted down.

Guqin, ancient rhyme, Li Wei and other Guqin lovers have been holding their breath and calming down. Although they have heard Su Shi’s solo, they have not listened to Su Shi’s playing Feng Feng, and this song seems to be familiar to everyone. Phoenix is ​​not the same.

Murong Xianer, a professional dress beauty went to the side door of the stage, staring at Su Shi and erecting his ears. There is light in the eyes of Murong Xianer. Although Su Gu’s accompaniment to the guqin played very well, the contrast is still very large. The accompaniment is accompaniment after all, and there is no match forever. Interference with solo. Only a solo can really hear the standard.

"Zheng" Su Shi swayed the first string, as if there was an invisible ripple, spreading around him, and the heartstrings of all people followed the ripples, creating subtle fluctuations. At the same time, the beautiful and touching music is sounding.

Feng Qiu Huang

There are beautiful people, and you will never forget.

I don’t see you in a day, thinking like crazy.

Feng Fei snorkeled and greeted the phoenix.

Helpless ladies, not in the East Wall.

I will sing the lyrics and write about it.

See you in the day, and comfort me.

Wish to match virtue, hand in hand.

I am not allowed to fly and make me die.

The sound of the piano is like a cry, like a poem.

This piece of music, Ye Yinzhu played when he was married, Sura is very fond of it, but it is not within the nine melody of the Qin Emperor's time and space, and it does not have a very magical effect, at most it can only be regarded as a love song that expresses love. Because of this, Su Shi chose this song, which would not be as exaggerated as Pei Yuan’s heart-warming and forgetting the machine.

But even so, the song is still so intoxicating, almost everyone in the scene is immersed in it, as if immersed in a beautiful, ignorant first love, unable to extricate themselves.

Soon, at the end of the song, the audience was silent and there was no sound. Many people have hanged two lines of tears on their faces. Ancient rhymes, Li Wei and other girls, have been crying and crying, not sad tears, but moving tears. They seem to have just received the confession of the most beloved.

Murong Xianer didn't shed tears, but she was completely stunned. She looked at Su Shi slyly, her face was a bit sluggish, her eyes were a little blurred, her heartbeat was slightly added, and she was willing to listen to this song for a lifetime. (To be continued.)

Go to the cloud. Come to the pavilion to get the view.]