Nervous?

Must be nervous!

.........

Cheng Ran felt his feet a little weak as he looked at the thousands of pairs of eyes staring at you around the stage.

But fortunately, Cheng Ran's willpower is still relatively firm, and he walked to the piano unharmed.

The host stepped down, and the lights around him dimmed with a click.

Before Cheng Ran could react, a spotlight shone on his body, enveloping him and the entire piano.

At the same time, the huge LCD projector with a torus around it also appeared Cheng Ran's figure.

"Wow!!"

The hoarse voices of many girls suddenly sounded in the field, and Cheng Ran's appearance has surpassed more than 99% of men, plus he is also a pianist, which naturally gives people an elegant and noble image.

Cheng Ran on the screen showed a wry smile, and his heart, which was just not allowed to calm down, was pulled back to reality by this scream.

Stand on a stage with thousands of people staring at you and watching you.

Although Cheng Ran couldn't see them, listening to the faint noise of tens of thousands of people, the noise really gave people a lot of pressure.

Cheng Ran's fingers, which were originally placed on the piano keys, seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and his face began to break out in a cold sweat.

"Kimimori, it seems that this genius doesn't often play on such large occasions. ”

On Li Junshou's side, a blonde and blue-eyed white man looked at Cheng Ran's appearance and laughed at Li Junshou in pure English.

Li Junshou's eyebrows furrowed slightly, according to Cheng Ran's previous experience, he should not lack experience in this kind of large-scale stage performance, if he said that he was excited, Li Junshou would be able to understand.

But looking at Cheng Ran's appearance, he was obviously nervous, and without the camera, Li Junshou knew that Cheng Ran's back must be soaked.

Li Qiuxue's good-looking eyebrows were wrinkled, and her hands were clenched tightly.

She didn't understand what Cheng Ran was thinking, but at this moment, she looked at Cheng Ran's slightly painful face, and Li Qiuxue's heart couldn't help but throb.

She remembered the song "The Tramp" that Cheng Ran played before, how much pain and helplessness it implied, and only Cheng Ran himself knew it.

Listening to the discussion of the students around her getting louder and louder, Li Qiuxue couldn't help it, stood up and yelled at Cheng Ran.

"Cheng Ran!

"Cheng Ran!

“.........”

Li Qiuxue shouted over and over again.

But her faint voice couldn't even make a splash in the big field.

Tang Wen on the side just looked at Li Qiuxue roaring, and the "Boy" that had been circulating before suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Heh! Who doesn't have a fucking girl who can't be loved! Who hasn't been young yet!"

Tang Wen stood up, he stood in his chair, and roared at Cheng Ran in his deep voice.

"Cheng Ran!

"Cheng Ran!

“............”

Gradually, the students around knew that Cheng Ran seemed to be the handsome man on the screen.

First, some elementary school girls who were conquered by Cheng Ran's appearance, and then some male classmates also recognized Cheng Ran as the protagonist in the "Boy" video that exploded on the Internet today.

One... Two... Three...

When thousands of people in the entire stadium shouted Cheng Ran's name in unison to cheer for him, Cheng Ran was finally woken up by the shocking "Cheng Ran" from that blank mind.

The bent back gradually straightened, the heavy breathing gradually slowed down, and the lost strength in the body gradually recovered.

"Isn't it just a game?"

Cheng Ran stood up in a dashing manner and bowed slightly to the darkness outside the aperture.

At this moment, he gradually understood.

It's a game in itself, and who can prove that the group of people who surround themselves outside their aperture aren't fictional characters?

In a burst of cheers, Cheng Ran slowly sat down and nodded to conductor Chen Ranran.

Chen Ranran gave Cheng Ran a big look, but what he ushered in was only a back of Cheng Ran.

"Bell... Clang... Bell ......"

The crisp monophony slowly sounded in the venue of Nuoda, and the venue that was still a little noisy suddenly quieted down, and all the eyes of everyone were staring at Cheng Ran's dancing hands.

The desolate Xiao Sheng came slowly with sadness, the September day was originally hot and dry, but everyone present at this moment inexplicably felt a coldness from the bottom of their hearts.

The sorrow that came from the depths of the soul swept over everyone.

At this moment, it was like a swordsman blowing Xiao to tell his love and hatred, although he was sad, there was no despair in the swordsman's heart.

He came out and didn't come out, he was still immersed in the story, but he was not the protagonist of the story.

The announcer in the background silently turned on the loudspeakers to the maximum, no matter how precious this set of speakers that are said to be worth millions of dollars is, it can't stop him from letting this beautiful music be shared.

Or vent out.

.........

Sophomores and juniors playing basketball outside the stadium stared in the direction of the stadium with some confusion.

They couldn't understand why the otherwise noisy stadium had suddenly gone quiet.

Until the night breeze carried the sound of the piano in his ears, the basketball in his hand gradually quieted down.

The students sitting on the side of the road reviewing their homework put down the textbooks in their hands, quietly looked at the bright moon in the sky, and chose to relax at this moment.

The juniors and seniors who were busy graduating in the dormitory were studying for the graduate school entrance examination, and some strangers walked to the balcony, looking at the quiet campus, and listening to the sad and hopeful piano sound.

Kyoto University, which had bid farewell to the hustle and bustle from the moment the school opened, was eerily silent at the moment.

Everyone, whether it is students or teachers, stands quietly, their eyes are deep and confused, immersed in their own world.

.........

Music knows no borders.

The same is true for the human heart.

This piece may not have been recorded in history, but it has been recorded in the hearts of thousands of students at this moment.

From start to finish, this "Phantom Day" is only four minutes long.

After Cheng Ran finished playing, he looked at the members of the Dream Band who were crying in a bit of confusion.

Just now he couldn't help but think of his hometown, his goddess, and the fact that he could never go back.........

"Boom ......"

In the whole venue, from the original needle drop can be heard, to the hustle and bustle, everyone shouted Cheng Ran's name in unison.

Cheng Ran smiled a little shyly, and when he saw that the band on the side began to pack up their things and prepare to come down, he turned around and bowed slightly to everyone, which could be regarded as a bow to thank them for shouting in unison to wake up and recognize reality.

"I'm coming!"

"I'm coming!"

“............”

Cheng Ran was just about to leave, but he didn't know who was the first to speak, and the whole venue changed from "Cheng Ran" to Cheng Ran playing a song.

And there were also many students wearing sportswear and pajamas at the entrances and exits around them, and these sophomores and juniors also began to shout in unison for Cheng Ran to do it again.

"I think I was wrong. ”

Li Junshou looked at the blonde man beside him very seriously and said.

"I ...... I don't deserve to be his teacher. ”

The blonde man opened his mouth and wanted to refute something, but when he thought of Cheng Ran's song "Phantom Day" just now, he still chose to obediently raise his chin high.

.........

Looking at the excited students in the audience, the corners of Cheng Ran's mouth showed helplessness, although there were many security guards in the audience to prevent accidents and maintain order, but Cheng Ran knew that if this group of students were really stimulated, it was easy to do irrational things.

"Smack!"

The gaffer seemed to see that Cheng Ran would agree, and when Cheng Ran smiled helplessly, the lights in the entire venue were instantly extinguished.

The darkness seems to hide a lot of things, and the shouts of the students are not drowned out by the darkness, but the shouts of "one more song" become more and more intense, forming a burst of echoes in the stadium, echoing in the air.

The gaffer didn't keep this group of students waiting too long for an emotional outburst.

"Click".

The blazing incandescent lamp lit up under Cheng Ran's feet, and Cheng Ran's figure appeared on the huge screen again, and at this moment he was nodding wryly at the camera.

The students in the audience shouted one after another, and at this moment, the students who were about to explode fell silent at such an instant.

It's like everything just now is all an illusion.

"OMG God......! This person ......"

Li Junshou shook his head at the incoherent white man on the side, signaling that he didn't have to say any more.

With such a terrifying control ability, to be honest, Li Junshou can guarantee no more than five people so far.

"Bang ......"

Cheng Ran's feet began to cool down one by one round points of light, and the end of these points of light was the piano that Cheng Ran had played just now.

At this moment, the piano under the white light is like a dazzling throne, waiting for Cheng Ran to come forward and conquer.

Cheng Ran glanced at the starlight in front of him, but he couldn't see the audience in his perspective, and could only see the lights of those cameras or glow-in-the-dark sticks clearly.

Cheng Ran looked in Li Qiuxue's direction again, and the strange thing was that although Cheng Ran couldn't see Li Qiuxue, Cheng Ran had a sixth sense inexplicably in which direction.

In that direction, it seems that someone is looking at themselves and encouraging them.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Ran didn't hesitate, and walked towards the piano with a point of light.

With each step, the light behind Cheng Ran disappeared, and it wasn't until he sat down on the piano bench that the gaffer turned off the rest of the lights, leaving only the only white light.

The photographer's lens is rigidly covered with Cheng Ran, and he is afraid of missing the slightest detail.

Cheng Ran closed his eyes gently, his hands floated on the piano keys, his eyebrows were entangled, and he seemed to be trying his best to think about some difficulties.

............

Cheng Ran encountered difficulties.

He didn't know which piano piece he was supposed to play.

You can't play a piano version of the "Symphony of Destiny", so that you won't be regarded as a monster.

But now it's no longer a matter of Cheng Ran casually taking out a song and fooling the audience.

The venue was quiet, except for the footsteps of the students who kept pouring into the venue, the rest of the people couldn't wait to breathe quietly.

Forget it, anyway, "Phantom Day" is also played, and it shouldn't be a big problem to play a slightly better tune.

Cheng Ran opened his eyes, he knew that he couldn't drag it out, and he couldn't drag it out, the pressure of letting tens of thousands of people wait for you alone was too great, and Cheng Ran's heart couldn't bear this pressure.

The palm of his hand gently swiped the keys, and after a simple trial of the note, Cheng Ran began to play a song with a light and faint longing with his hands a little clumsy.

"My... It's mine... My F...... He... He's... Is he writing songs on the spot?"

PS: Symphony of Destiny, Author, Beethoven Note, Symphony of Destiny, formerly known as Beethoven's Symphony No. 5 in C minor.