Bring the system to pretend

East District of Jinling City, Entertainment and Culture Building.

At this moment, the entire concert site was silent, everyone swallowed their saliva, and all eyes were on a young man in front of the piano, his heart was like thousands of flowing water washing down, and he was shocked.

Xu Zihan gritted her teeth, and her eyes kept flickering. It was only the sound of a piano, but it could drive the audience into the world corresponding to the sound of the piano, and experience the emotional changes of the characters.

That's right, this Ling Chen is definitely a world-class pianist, at least, among the famous pianists she knows, Ling Chen will definitely win the first place!

Ji Wenxuan on the VIP seat covered her mouth with both hands, and looked at Ling Chen with disbelief. There is such a person who knows medicine, martial arts, and fortune-telling. Now, he can also play music.

Ji Wenxuan really didn't know what else Ling Chen couldn't do, and at the same time was shocked by Ling Chen's evildoer and pervert.

Manager Chen Huan's heart was overwhelmed. The sound of the piano played by Ling Chen had already reached a shocking effect. This kind of music can only be played by world-class pianists, such as Beethoven.

Nowadays, it is unheard of for a young man in his 20s to play such music with ease.

Besides, Ling Chen is not Xu Zihan's accompanist at all, but he insists on calling himself Xu Zihan's accompanist. Doesn't this mean that he has an unusual relationship with Xu Zihan, and the pieces he plays are specially for Xu Zihan's rescue?
Thinking of this, manager Chen Huan's heart was filled with enthusiasm. With Ling Chen's piano skills just now, if he played a few more songs and properly gave the credit to Xu Zihan, then after tonight, Xu Zihan's reputation would become even more popular. Completely suppress the group of people who targeted Xu Zihan.

Do whatever you want, under the eyes of everyone in the audience, Ling Chen stood up, smiled lightly and said, "Everyone, the piece I played just now is called 'Love and Hate', this piece was made by Xu Gexing. The tune, which was carefully created for half a year, was supposed to be presented when the album was released, but due to some minor accidents, it could only be released in advance.

There is another song in the album, with delicate emotions, which integrates Xu Gexing's self-world. I don't know if you still want to listen to it? "

When the sound fell, Xu Zihan's figure froze suddenly, his eyes were full of astonishment.

Her new album only has one song, and there is no tune at all. That is to say, Ling Chen's move is completely pushing the world-class tunes to himself, not seeking any benefits, just to help himself.

"This guy, why is he so good?" Looking at Ling Chen who was smiling all over, Xu Zihan bit her lips lightly, feeling moved in her heart.

I only met once, and I only gave the other party two VIP tickets. I thought it was cheaper for the other party, but I never thought that I was the one who really made a profit. Not only was the other party rescued in time, but also the other party Adding a good tune that doesn't belong to me, it's really...

When Xu Zihan was moved and felt guilty, the audience was silent for a while, and then a sensational voice erupted in the audience, almost everyone shouted: "Yes!"

Facing the cheers of the audience, Ling Chen smiled lightly, bowed slightly, 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.

In just three seconds, there was a change in front of everyone's eyes, and a line of writing slowly appeared.

If one day, you put on a suit and become someone else's bride, I will keep silent about the madness of the past.

If one day I put on a wedding dress and become someone else's groom, you are still my original dream.

Please give me an invitation card when you get married, I have seen all of your looks, but I just want to see...you don't belong to me!
A simple line of words, rendered by the sound of the piano, made the audience feel inexplicably sad.

How many promises, because of reality, because of various reasons, buried in the long river of time?

Under the same sky, who will watch the waning moon and drink a glass of moonlight wine, just like me leaning on the window alone, admiring the crescent moon together, reminiscing about the past?
When everyone sighed, the sound of the zither changed again, echoing the shadow of fleeting years, the singing of the wind, the elegance of the moon, whispering a thousand words, endless.

A little boy suddenly appeared in front of everyone. He was an orphan, waiting for a long and lonely shadow alone in a dilapidated rented house in a strange city.

At this time, a sprinkler suddenly drove across the street, and the sound resounded through the night, causing many people to frown and curse, as if they were disgusted by the noisy sprinkler.

But the little boy seemed to be crazy, rushed to the window, and yelled loudly with red eyes, "Thank you!"

Everyone thought the little boy was an idiot and a psychopath, but what they didn't know was that the music that was played when the sprinkler passed by that day was Happy Birthday...

The sound of the piano slowly stopped, but the corners of the eyes of everyone in the audience were wet, and the two scenes created by the sound of the piano made inexplicable tears.

They experienced the bitterness and sadness of love, as well as the loneliness and longing of the little boy. In this world of mortals, everyone has their own stories, but not all stories can be told with wine and cigarettes, because Some stories can only be understood by tears...

"Good playing!" The manager Chen Huan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and in this peaceful atmosphere, he suddenly let out a soft shout.

In an instant, everyone in the audience stood up, applauding and cheering for Ling Chen at the same time.

They have already forgotten that this is Xu Zihan's concert, and they have also forgotten where they are. The only thing they know is that Ling Chen's piano sound tonight made them truly understand the power of music.

If one day, their ideals are drenched by wind and rain and covered by thick soil, then they will still remember such a song, because this song has inserted wings into their hearts and given them the freedom to fly.

Ji Wenxuan pursed her lips, her gaze stayed on Ling Chen, and the love in her heart grew stronger.

She could be sure that these two pieces of music were played by Ling Chen himself and not composed by Xu Zihan. Even though she didn't know what Ling Chen did, what she knew was that she was moved by Ling Chen's music. , was also moved by Ling Chen's smile.

Xu Zihan, who was supposed to be the center, stood aside at the moment, looking at the only light in the center of the hall, with a beautiful arc on the corner of his mouth.

She didn't care at all about Ling Chen being the center of attention, and she didn't care about being left out. She was a musician, and the only thing that made her let go of everything was music.

But at this moment, Ling Chen did it. The music Ling Chen played made her understand that what is more deeply rooted in people's hearts than singing is the voice that blends into the world.

Thank you, Ling Chen!