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Song Mian sings at the scene of a car accident.

Let Song Mian play the first tune, singing will be terrible. People who are not good at musical instruments don't tune out of singing.

Musical sense and intonation are two different things, just like people who eat can not necessarily do it.

Looking at his wife's disgusted expression, Song Mian maintained an embarrassed and polite smile.

He later found someone to teach, but Song Mian thinks that it is probably impossible for people to have a certain talent.

Although he is much better now than before, he can go on stage and sing.

The climax of the program is repeated, and Yun thinks that the previous one is from Baodao and a famous foreign magician jointly perform a magic.

Seeing everyone scream, the applause almost drowned the scene.

After the magic show ended, the two presenters took the stage to interact with the two magicians for a short time, and led the audience to applause to take them off the stage. Then they sang one and led Yun Xiang to think of the next show.

Yun thinks about going to the stage, and the darkened stage lights up again.

The stage was large, with a piano on the edge. Song Mianduan sat in front of the piano, and the beautiful prelude sounded gently.

Yun thought about being surprised for a moment, because this was an arrangement that hadn't happened before, but it didn't disrupt her rhythm.

There were children wearing little angel costumes around her, and began to dance lightly.

As the melody arrived, Yun thought about opening his voice.

My dear baby

You light up the darkness of night

My dear baby

You shine the beauty of the starry sky

Tiny hand, light brow

Round face, soft mouth

...

The sweet singing voice accompanied by the beautiful melody flowing out of the black and white keys lingered on the stage where the lights flashed.

The lovely children have exquisite faces, and their dances are innocent and as soft as their age.

Such a beautiful picture, like a broken clock, makes everyone's heart slow down with the world.

Listen quietly and taste slowly...

Sing a song, and a string of piano tunes that are very cleansing. It is like a kind of sweetness that slowly stretches in the taste buds.

At the end of the piano sound, it was quiet for a few seconds. All the talents realized that the program had been performed perfectly, and responded a little dullly and applauded fiercely.

"Oh, I've heard this song many times, but the first time I heard it so fascinating." The hostess came up first, and the wit didn't stop.

"Yes, that's right. The first time I listened to this song, I was soft-hearted, and I wish I had a soft and fragrant child immediately." The male host echoed.

"Then you have to work hard, I wish you all your wishes come true as soon as possible." The hostess was already standing next to Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian while teasing, and said to Yun Xiang homeopathically, "Here you have to give Xiang Xiang and Mr. Song Send a blessing and wish the two newlyweds happy."

Yun thinks and smiles happily: "Thank you, thank you."

"We all know that it is a newlywed, just listening to your singing, and thinking about whether you like children very much? Otherwise, how can you sing such deep feelings."

"I like children very much." Yun thought and nodded.

The male host didn't neglect Song Mian, and then said: "Think about saying that you like children. Has Mr. Song planned to have a few children with you?"

"Our family has everything to do with all matters," his wife said. Song Mian's answer drew a laugh.

"Oh, Mr. Song turned out to be bronchitis." The hostess couldn't help but ridicule, and then asked Yun to think about it, "Do you think about how many babies you want to have in the future? The value of your two is not much. It is a waste of genes to give birth to a few, everyone said?

The following is of course a group of coaxes, which is extremely loud.

Yun thinks it's hard to hide the sweetness but still a bit shy, but he answered seriously: "I plan to have at least two babies so that I won't be alone."

"It seems that if I think about my psychological preparations for being a mother, then here I wish the two early born sons..."

Just when the host wanted to bid farewell to Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian to go down, something happened suddenly, and something on his head suddenly fell down.

When Yun Xiang thought that she didn't feel it at all, her eyes were black, she was thrown to the ground, her head was still pillowed with her big hands, and then she watched the heavy object hit Song Mian's shoulder and neck, he lowered Sighing lowly, his face pale.

All of a sudden the stage was panicked, and a staff member quickly came to help Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian.

Yun Xiang thinks that she always firmly grasps Song Mian's hand, and her heartbeat accelerates as if she wants to pop out of her mouth, so that she can't make a sound.

Before going out of sight of the public, Song Mian fainted, so scared that Yun thought out a sharp and desperate cry: "A Mian--"

Let the outsiders listen for a while, and then look at the broken lamp on the stage, and can't help but take a breath of air. If such a lamp hits Yunxiang's head straight from this height, it may be fatal.

Fortunately, a child had a misfortune before, and the medical team was not prepared enough, and an ambulance was added to wait. Song Mian and Yun thought they were sent to the hospital as soon as possible.

The doctor did an examination and found that it was only the vagus nerve that was severely hit that caused coma, and did not hurt the fatal place.

It is obvious that the shoulder and neck are red and swollen. The doctor prescribed a topical medicine after treatment and told Yun to think about it. Don't worry, the injured person will soon wake up, and Yun Xiang was relieved after thinking about it.

Yun thinks of sitting in the ward, holding Song Mian's hand, confused, and his head blank.

About half an hour later, Song Mian woke up.

"Does it hurt, is there any discomfort?" Yun asked quickly and thoughtfully.

Song Mian shook his head, holding the injured shoulder with one hand, and slightly moved his neck: "It's not serious, it won't delay the wedding."

Yun thinks that tears burst into a sudden, and she threw herself over to hug Song Mian: "Why are you so stupid, do you know how serious the consequences are if you hit your head!"

She would rather have her head bleed, and she could not accept Song Mian to suffer this crime for her.

Song Mian reached out and gently patted Yun Xiang's back. His eyes were deep and unreadable, and he said softly to Yun Xiang's ear, "Sorry."

"Sorry for saying nothing, sorry for not saying, I want you to promise me, not in the future!"

"I can't do it." Song Mian simply denied.

Yun thought about tears again.

Fingers gently lifted away the tears that fell, Song Mian said softly: "How serious and careful the security department is on such a grand occasion, such a situation should not occur."

"I won't give up." Yun thought and didn't believe it was an accident.

She must grab out the messenger and let him feel the smell of being hit by a heavy object at high altitude!

Just when Yun thought about her annoyance, a warm big palm wrapped her little hand: "I was deliberately injured."