Entertainment: My band is all lead singer

"Next, please enjoy the piano performance of "Windy Hill" by Wen Xilan, a sophomore student of the Piano Department of Shangdu Conservatory of Music."

"Here we go, finally here."

"Xilan is on stage."

"Xilan! Xilan!"

"Senior sister, be careful, don't be so excited, be careful not to fall down." Seeing Su Ying'er lying on the railing and waving towards the stage, Long Zhan was a little scared.

As one of the highlights of this evening party, Wen Xilan caused a huge scream as soon as she appeared.

Although some of the previous performances were good, they did not cause much sensation.

Among these people, Wen Xilan is a little famous, and with her beautiful appearance and elegant temperament, she is the goddess of many students.

Some people have only heard of Wen Xilan's name, but have never seen her in person.

Now that they have seen the real person, she is more elegant than the legend.

Cheers and screams came one after another.

"This senior is so beautiful!"

"With this look and this temperament, this is my dream lover."

"I'd even break my ribs to make soup for her."

"I want all her information within five minutes."

"Goddess, goddess..."

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Amidst the admiration, Song Qianyun whispered to Jiang Yuebai: "Xiaobai, did you write this song?"

The surrounding area was full of students, and the open-air balcony was crowded with people.

Many students also discovered this Feng Shui treasure land and surrounded the milk tea shop.

The employees of the milk tea shop have never seen so many customers since the shop opened, and they thought they were all here for milk tea.

After asking around, they found out that their open-air balcony was actually a good place to watch the welcome party.

Song Qianyun approached Jiang Yuebai carefully to avoid being heard by others.

"Yeah."

"Then these people are blessed."

Song Qianyun looked at the stage intently.

She had never heard this song either, so she had to appreciate it.

"Honey, isn't this Xilan? She's in the same band as our son." Chu Menghan recognized Wen Xilan from the front row. She hadn't known the details of the band members before.

"Yes." Long Shaoheng nodded.

"So she's a student at Shangdu Conservatory of Music."

"Shh, listen to the music."

In the first row

"Is she your piano genius?" Gu Xiuyuan asked quietly, looking at Qin Yunzhou, the dean of Shangdu Conservatory of Music next to him.

Qin Yunzhou nodded expectantly, and had high hopes for Wen Xilan. Her talent was outstanding in all aspects.

Her grades in all subjects were also among the best, and the teachers in the conservatory all praised Wen Xilan.

As the dean of the conservatory of music, her knowledge of music was naturally different from that of ordinary people.

But he had no influence on the song "Windy Hill" that Wen Xilan was about to play today.

Although he didn't know all the songs, he wouldn't play an unpopular song on this occasion.

I should have asked Wen Xilan earlier. I have been so busy hosting the welcome party recently that I have been in such a situation.

"Your students' reputation has spread to our school. I heard that they are the dream lovers of many students. Haha!" The woman next to Qin Yunzhou said with a smile.

She is Yan Huiyin, the president of Shangdu University of Science and Technology. As the only female and the youngest of the nine presidents present, she is known for her closeness to the people and is deeply loved by students.

Everything is ready.

Under the lights, Wen Xilan sat quietly in front of a black piano, her fingers gently resting on the keys, as if she was having a silent conversation with the piano.

Her long hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, swaying slightly with the breeze.

Then she closed her eyes and concentrated all her thoughts on her fingertips.

The whole venue was silent, and all eyes were focused on Wen Xilan.

As the first note from her fingertips flowed out, the gentle melody began to permeate the air, and the beautiful scenery of nature was played on the big screen at the same time.

Her fingers jumped between the black and white keys, and every movement seemed so natural and smooth.

The music gradually became cheerful, Wen Xilan's body swayed gently with the rhythm of the music, and the expression on her face changed with the ups and downs of the music.

This is not only a display of skills, but also an expression of emotion.

The teachers and students present were deeply attracted by her performance, and their eyes were fixed on her.

The music flowed in the air, like a tangible wave, gently beating everyone's heartstrings.

Everyone had different feelings when hearing this song.

Some people wandered in the light melody; some people heard a faint sadness, a trace of regret and an indelible joy; somePeople seemed to hear a farewell, and also seemed to understand something.

Jiang Yuebai and others were also fascinated by Wen Xilan's performance. Song Qianyun Longzhan and others slowly tapped the railings with their fingers to the rhythm of the song.

This song "Windy Hill" not only attracted everyone in terms of melody, but also had depth in emotional expression, which stimulated everyone's imagination.

The rhythm was brisk, not giving people a dull feeling. The position of the key change was particularly clever, and there was a more graceful feeling in the listening process.

The second paragraph was relatively soothing, with a feeling of flying upwards.

As the last note slowly fell, the entire venue fell into silence.

The audio and video live broadcast room was also attracted by the beautiful piano sound.

Wen Xilan slowly opened her eyes, stood up, faced the audience, held the piano with one hand, and bowed slightly.

A moment later, warm applause broke out in the audience below, which was the highest praise for Wen Xilan's performance.

"Listening to it makes people feel that the future is full of hope."

"What a touching song, I love it so much."

"Listening to this song seems to make the whole world quiet."

"The most beautiful music is the best enjoyment."

"Why do I feel like crying when I hear this song?"

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The audience in the live broadcast room were also deeply moved. They didn't expect to hear such a touching song.

They were glad that they entered the live broadcast room, saw such a picture, and heard this song.

As the last piano key fell, the live broadcast room was directly filled with various bullet comments.

"Like a spring breeze!"

"A divine song, it calms me down instantly after listening to it."

"I was in a bad mood, but after listening to this song, I felt much better and more comfortable."

"The sound of nature is beautiful and lingering for three days."

"It's like being in a fairyland."

"I feel like I'm 90 years old, sitting in a wheelchair and listening to this song, and then I feel like I'm in my 20s now!"

"Listening to it before going to bed should help you sleep well."

"Why doesn't our school have such a performance?"

"@Northwestern University, learn from others at the welcome party."

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("Windy Hill" Author: Yu Zhuang)