my sister is a supermodel

Rachel laughed.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you Fanny, I love you too, can you come up and play the guitar for me?"

Roca smiled slightly.

"Ok!"

Fanny ran up quickly and picked up a big guitar.

"Thank you Fanny! I'm not a professional songwriter, I just like to listen to songs. My musical skills are limited to whistling, does that count?"

"Haha~"

The audience laughed loudly.

Roca smiled slightly, picked up a ukulele and said, "Well, my skills are better than whistling, and my talent on instruments is average.

Britney learned the piano in just one weekend.

And after three days of learning with Fanny, I can only move the ukulele a few times, everyone laughed! "

There was another chuckle from the crowd.

Roca coughed twice and said, "I like listening to songs and creating songs, but I'm not a professional songwriter, I just like reading books.

Last time I read Mr. William Butler Yeats's poems, I was deeply touched, how many people have loved your short-lived figure, loved your beauty, with hypocrisy or true affection.

At that time, I had a little inspiration, but the inspiration came and went quickly, I didn't grasp it, it was a pity.

But not long ago, I was reading Mr. Francis Fitzgerald's "The Great Gatsby".

That inspiration came back, so I wrote an incomplete song called "Young and Beautiful""

This song is an episode of "The Great Gatsby" movie, an Oscar original song.

I've seen the world, Done it all

Witness the world and lose sight of it

Had my cake now, Diamonds, brilliant

Intoxicated with gold and paper, extravagant and extravagant

"Haha~"

"He can't sing at all!"

When Rocca started to sing, many people were amused by his rough voice and rough skills. This is a person who can't sing, but he sings in front of the most capable singers in the world.

"To shut up!"

Britney frowned and said, "Do you match his courage?"

Everyone in the audience was quiet. Skills are nothing compared to courage. If he dared to sing here, he was definitely not here to make a joke.

And Bel Air now, Hot summer nights, mid July

Midsummer night is boundless, July is young

When you and I were forever wild

You and I are young and frivolous, not afraid of the long years

The crazy days, city lights

Indulge in time, the lights are on

The way you'd play with me like a child

You and I are playing crazy, childish hearts are hard to hide

Will you still love me When I'm no longer young and beautiful?

When my youth is gone and my face is old, will you still love me

Will you still love me When I got nothing but my aching soul?

Will you still love me when I have nothing but sadness

clap clap~

When Roca sang here, many people couldn't help applauding.

"The lyrics are written very tastefully, but it's a pity that the singing is so bad. It must be a good song for someone else!"

"Yes, he is a musical poet. When he steps down, I want to talk to him!"

"Talk? Hehe~ You want this song, right?"

"Haha, how could it be!"

Behind the crowd, famous music producers The Matrix, Moby, RedZone, etc. discussed softly.

"You come on the stage in a fancy dress, and you sing for me alone. You have an exquisite face, and your soul is unruly and arrogant. When you look back in your costume, you will never forget it. When my age is gone and my face is old, will you love me as before, forever and ever... .”

Britney read the lyrics softly, looking at the man who was holding a ukulele and singing awkwardly.

She blinked her eyes, and suddenly raised the corners of her lips, "Justin, you know it's impossible for us, why do you want to do this?"

Justin came back to his senses and frowned, "Because of him?"

"Yes, it's because of Roca, but it's not because of Roca. Even if the broken mirrors are put together temporarily, they will still fall apart in the end. Can a reunited couple last long? What's more, I and I are used to having him by my side."

"Hmph! Don't forget that you are not his girlfriend yet!"

"Yes, but what does it matter?"

Britney clenched her fist and shook, "What I, Britney wants to fight for, has never failed."

"..."

Justin looked at the woman in front of him. He had owned it, cared about it, and didn't care about it. The short loss turned into a farewell.

"...I hope you will get your wish soon!"

Justin dropped the rose in his hand, turned and walked out.