Seeing Dougson's sassy face, Qin Xiaochuan deliberately hit him, and said lightly: "But Erer." ”

"What, you can't tell Erle?" Dougson asked angrily.

The piano music he played just now received warm applause from everyone present, except for Qin Xiaochuan, how could this not make Dougeson angry?

This uneducated Chinese may not even know musical scores, so how can he expect him to appreciate such elegant piano music?

Thinking of this, Dougson suppressed the anger in his heart, smiled and said, "Yes, can you play a song so that we can enjoy it?"

Qin Xiaochuan was stunned, he didn't expect Dougtson to provoke himself so much.

Seeing Qin Xiaochuan's stunned look, Dougson became more and more sure of his conjecture, and the idea of revenge against Qin Xiaochuan became more and more in his heart.

With a charming smile on his face, he shouted to everyone: "We welcome Mr. Qin Xiaochuan to play a piece of music for everyone, okay?"

After speaking, take the lead in applauding.

Everyone was in the mood to watch the excitement and applaud Dougson.

Amalia was caught off guard, and it was too late to defend Qin Xiaochuan, and she looked at Qin Xiaochuan with a melancholy expression.

Damn, this bullshit prince of Yelang Country hasn't learned his lesson yet. It seems that if he doesn't cry completely, he won't give up.

Seeing Amalia looking at him with a melancholy face, Qin Xiaochuan knew that she was worried about herself, and her heart was very moved. He smiled at Amalia, and then said to the crowd, "It's hard to be gracious, I have no choice but to make a fool of myself." ”

Qin Xiaochuan glanced at Dougson, and then said, "On the way to the banquet just now, Crown Prince Amalia and I walked hand in hand across May Day Avenue in New York City in the drizzle. When I reminisced about that scene, I suddenly remembered a Chinese pop song, and I dedicated this song to Crown Prince Amalia and all of you. ”

Hearing this, the crowd let out all kinds of exclamations.

It is the dream of many men on the scene to be able to walk in the rain with the beautiful and charming Crown Prince Amalia, but I didn't expect this yellow-skinned Chinese to have this glory!

Is this true, or is it just the boasting of Qin Xiaochuan, a Chinese man?

Like everyone else, Dougson couldn't help but look at Amalia, his eyes full of doubt.

Amalia looked at Qin Xiaochuan with a smile as if there was no one around, her eyes were as gentle as water.

Is this true?

Everyone had already obtained the answer from Amalia's eyes looking at Qin Xiaochuan.

Dadgerson glared at Qin Xiaochuan and scolded viciously in his heart.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Amalia took the lead and clapped her hands.

Under the gaze of everyone waiting to see the joke, Qin Xiaochuan walked to the piano with light steps, sat down confidently, looked at everyone and said with a smile: "This song is called 'Chengdu', I changed the lyrics slightly, and it will be called the New York version of 'Chengdu'." It was originally a ballad, and it would have been more meaningful if I played it on a guitar, but I couldn't find a guitar at the moment, so I had to reluctantly play it. ”

The audience were all celebrities and celebrities, many of whom had a good understanding of music, knowing that each instrument has its own suitable music, and although the sound quality of guitar and piano is similar, there are still many differences between the two. If you want to change to sing now, it is still very difficult.

Dougson has been in contact with musical instruments since he was a child, how can he not understand this truth? But his deep hostility towards Qin Xiaochuan has made him lose his mind, and he mocked loudly: "Cut! What is changing and singing now, it's just making excuses for playing the piano indiscriminately!"

Qin Xiaochuan ignored it, raised his wrist lightly, and his fingers slowly fell again, and a beautiful and soothing melody sounded.

As the melodious music sounded, everyone was surprised to find that this yellow-skinned Chinese man not only read music, but also played the piano fingering, which was not inferior to Dougson's.

"It's not just last night's wine that makes me cry, it's not just your gentleness that makes me reluctant. How long do you have to go You hold my hand, what makes me feel embarrassed is the freedom of struggle......"

Everyone was amazed, this yellow-skinned Chinese man, not only played the piano smoothly, but also his voice was low, very magnetic, and had the power to penetrate people's hearts.

Everyone couldn't help but be attracted by his singing, and stopped to hold their wine glasses and listen carefully.

"Separation is always in March, memories are the sorrow of longing, the weeping willows of early spring, kissing my forehead, in this rainy capital, I will not forget you. In New York, the only thing you can't take away is you. Take a walk with me on the streets of New York, oh...... Didn't stay until all the lights went out......"

Qin Xiaochuan didn't pay attention to everyone's reactions, he sang the ballad belonging to the Chinese people with his heart.

Whether it is the lyrics or the song, "Chengdu" can be called a beautiful artistic conception, and a hundred people listen to it, and there are a hundred feelings.

It is rainy, the streets are silent, and a pair of beautiful people are holding hands, about to separate......

Such a scene is both beautiful and lingering, but also with a touch of sadness and desolation.

"Walk the streets of New York with me, oh...... It doesn't stay until all the lights are out. You'll pull my sleeves, I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets, walk to the end of the 51st Road, and sit at the door of the tavern......"

The banquet hall was unprecedentedly quiet, no one spoke anymore, and Qin Xiaochuan's singing echoed in the air.

Everyone's emotions are infected by singing, Qin Xiaochuan's voice is low and vicissitudes, with extraordinary infectiousness, and in the low singing voice of vicissitudes, a beautiful and helpless story is stated, which is presented to every listener's eyes like a picturesque one, which can calm down the impetuous heart.

"You'll pull my sleeves, I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets, walk to the end of the 51st Road, and sit at the door of the tavern. Take a walk with me on the streets of New York, oh...... It doesn't stay until all the lights are out. ”

With Qin Xiaochuan repeatedly chanting this lyric, Amalia's mind was also repeatedly recalling the scene of her and Qin Xiaochuan strolling on May Day Avenue in New York, she seemed to understand Qin Xiaochuan's heart, and two lines of tears flowed down unconsciously.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingered, Qin Xiaochuan interpreted the connotation of the song with his own voice, simple, sincere, and touching.

Qin Xiaochuan is cold on the outside, but he is a delicate person on the inside, he likes such songs, telling stories quietly and expressing emotions.

The singing was over, and everyone was still immersed in the beautiful melody and intoxicated. It seems that something is still waiting, waiting for the next syllable to sound, a second, two seconds...... The banquet hall was silent, until they realized that the singing was really over, and they all raised their hands together and slapped them vigorously, and the hall burst into warm applause.