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"How much difference is there between being wrong and being right? If you have courage, you should not be afraid. Where there is darkness, I will pursue it with all my strength."

Under the gaze of the audience, Ling Chen sang while shaking his fingers, countless phantoms flashed in front of the piano, like a dream.

Accompanied by the hand shadow, there was a burst of warm but sad piano sound.

That unique rhythm seems to be able to open the door of people's heart and directly hit the soul.

Suddenly, an invisible force of sound field covered the entire building.

Everyone was brought into the world of the sound of the piano, and there was a change in front of them, as if they were in front of a movie screen.

The black and white color scheme presented on the screen is accompanied by passages of vicissitudes of text.

Before the age of 27, you often can't remember your age, because you have a lot of youth to squander.

After the age of 27, you often remind yourself to forget your age and keep your feet on the ground, but you remember more and more clearly.

You are 27 and 12 years old this year. The time to wake up every day has changed from 7:11 noon to [-]:[-] am, and the time to go to bed has changed from early morning to [-]:[-] pm. You start to meet all kinds of people at work, and when you see relatives and friends, they no longer ask. How much did you score in the exam, and more questions are about how much is your monthly salary now, whether you are married, and the topic of chatting has changed from various online games to garages. marry.

You are 27 or [-] years old this year. You no longer lament how much homework you can’t finish in school every day. You start to lament the price of oil and how fast housing prices have risen. How much is left, should start saving money to buy a garage, gradually hate bars, KTV, like to be close to nature, like a healthy lifestyle, occasionally feel lonely, and occasionally miss someone.

You are 27 or [-] years old, and you start chasing your dreams. You will no longer shed tears easily, and you will no longer give up because of a little setback. You will no longer be frivolous when you are young. You will take all the setbacks and difficulties you encounter as a kind of life experience, and try to be tolerant Try to be patient, think back to the past, did too many wrong things, took too many detours, always regretting, but I can't go back, I can't go back to the era of innocence.

When you are overwhelmed by the invisible pressure of society, you begin to yearn for the love you once had, longing for someone to have dinner with and watch movies with after get off work every day. You need someone to share something for you.

You are on a great voyage, and you need someone to cheer you up. Maybe you are tired and want to give up occasionally, but when you think that there is someone you miss by your side, take a deep breath and continue to move forward. Do you believe that , there is always a shore that can be docked.

You are 27 or [-] years old this year. When you were lonely, you didn’t go to Internet cafes. Instead, you used your mobile phone to hide on QQ, see who is online, see familiar people, want to say something, but you don’t say anything. Refreshed over and over to see who updated the mood, who updated the log, replied to the symbol, but did not reply to the sentence.

You are 27 or [-] years old this year. You don’t complain when you are troubled. You listen and watch quietly. This is a very realistic and hypocritical world.

This is the lucky and unlucky generation born in the 90s.

Obviously wanted to cry, but still laughing.

Obviously care about, but pretend it does not matter.

Obviously wanted to stay, but firmly said that he wanted to leave.

It was painful, but he said he was happy.

obviously unforgettable, instead lies about it.

Obviously unable to let go, but said she is her, you are you.

Obviously reluctant, but said that you have had enough.

What he said was a lie that went against his heart, but he said it was his true words.

hold head high although clearly tears were about to flow out of eyes.

Obviously has been irreversible, but still persistent.

Knowing that you are hurt, but saying that you don't have to feel indebted to you.

Obviously it’s tiring to pretend like this, but I still have to pretend, in order to hide my fragility, even if I’m sad, I’ll pretend it doesn’t matter, I don’t want others to see my wounds, I don’t want people around me to worry, I don’t want others to sympathize I just want to bear it alone in my heart. Although I am so distressed that I can't breathe, I smile and tell everyone that it's okay. Then when I calm down, I laugh at myself. Why pretend to be so strong, as if I can bear all the suffering.

Tired after 90s?
Post-90s are really tired!
Because the dream of all post-90s young people is definitely not to own a car of their own and a house in the city!

However, even though they hold mobile phones every day, chat, play games, and visit Taobao. They rely on the virtual world and never imagine what the future will look like, but they never stop grasping opportunities and giving up on ideals for a moment.

Because they are competitive, stubborn, confident, courageous, and courageous.

Young and frivolous, they are the most dynamic generation!

It is also a generation that is unwilling to be underestimated and surpassed by others!

As the sound of the zither stopped, the vicissitudes of writing gradually disappeared, the world of sound ranges slowly disintegrated, everyone returned to reality, and Ling Chen's singing also ended.

But the hearts of all the people in the audience were extremely shocked.

80.00% of the people are born in the 90s. From these words, they can feel the pain of the rapid passage of time, and they can clearly understand how a person's life has changed.

Many years ago, with a cheap Walkman and a pirated tape, we could listen to songs to our heart's content all night.

Many years later, we have thousands of mobile phones, access to wifi, all TV series, movies, songs, and games, but we often stare at the mobile phone in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Occasionally, when I listen to old songs, I realize that what I listen to is no longer songs, but the youth that cannot go back.

Perhaps the price of growing up is getting lonely.

At this moment, the entire concert scene was silent.

The eyes of all the audience were focused on a man in front of the piano, as if his heart had been washed by thousands of flowing water.

The beautiful eyes of Han Yuner standing beside her were full of shock.

A tune that was played could actually allow the audience to enter the world corresponding to the sound of the piano and witness the emotional changes of the characters.

Ling Chen's understanding of music has reached an extraordinary height, climbing to the realm of physical beauty.

Such a high musical attainment simply surpasses the cognitive level of modern luthiers.

As expected of the boss of the Lingtian Club, it is really amazing that he hides such abilities!
Not only she thought so, but Luo Yan next to her also thought so.

As Han Yun'er's manager, she has met many famous pianists over the years, but she has never seen a pianist like Ling Chen who can play the piano to the depths of a person's heart.

The singing and performance just now made her, a weather-beaten woman, inexplicably feel like crying, which has not happened for many years.

At the VIP table, Xu Ting stared at Ling Chen in front of the piano, her heart was already in a turmoil.

She no longer knows what words to use to describe her mood at this moment, and she doesn't know how to describe Ling Chen's excellent piano sound. It was no longer the original Ling Chen.

Whether it's status or talent, Ling Chen has achieved perfection.

His existence even made Xu Ting question the authenticity of this world.

She really can't imagine that her classmates will become figures standing on the shoulders of giants seven years later, which is too unrealistic.

Under everyone's attention, Ling Chen stood up and bowed slightly to the audience: "Thank you for giving me this opportunity, and I hope my friends will become stronger after hearing the [Brave] tune I played."

"Papa papa!" Luo Yan didn't speak, but applauded appreciatively.

Han Yun'er also applauded, her eyes sparkling.

As soon as the two applauded, the whole audience burst into applause.

"Mr. Ling, can you play another piece? The piece you played is so beautiful!"

"Play it, you have to play it, if you don't play it, I'll spit at you!"

"Comrade Prostate, it's not yet time for you to speak (flame)!"

"That day the world's virus began to spread, and people all over the world were infected with the virus. Experts developed an anti-virus drug, and everyone took it. If I don't take the medicine, I will take it for you!"

All the fans booed, making Ling Chen dumbfounded.

"Mr. Ling, since the fans are so enthusiastic about you, why don't you play another song?" Luo Yan rolled her eyes and suggested.

With Ling Chen's previous piano skills, if he plays another piece, the atmosphere of the whole scene will be even better, and it will definitely play a very good leading role in the development of the subsequent concert.

Ling Chen looked at Han Yun'er, obviously asking what she meant.

To be honest, with his current peerless piano skills, if he played another song, he might steal Han Yuner's limelight.

Han Yun'er didn't care, instead she cast a beseeching look at Ling Chen, signaling him to do a favor and play another song.

"Okay." Seeing this, Ling Chen couldn't refuse, and sat back in front of the piano again.

At this moment, the audience was very quiet, no one made a sound, because after Ling Chen played before, they had already experienced what is called the sound of nature.

"Ding!"

With the fall of a tone, the entire peaceful atmosphere of the audience suddenly changed, and the beautiful and flexible piano sound flowed out from the fingers, like silk flowing through the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Chen's eyes were fixed, and the sound of the piano in everyone's ears seemed to flow through the wrinkles of life, through the ups and downs of the years, and through the blind eyes of an old artist to understand the world, quietly flowing.

Same range world.

The same words of vicissitudes.

The same heartache and sorrow.