Chapter 949

As is customary, after each piece, there is a short break and adjustment before the next piece is picked up, although it may only be less than a minute. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info, but Zhang Xiaodong and the band on the stage didn't stop at all.

Everyone could hear it, the tune had changed. Everyone even speculated that the performance might not stop in the middle of the performance, and rush to the end in one go!

Enthusiasm is like fire! The style of the song changes, and the enthusiasm is like fire in an instant!

It seems to be the passion, presumptuousness, and enjoyment of a couple in love. That sense of happiness is full of melody, as if to tell the world that I am happy, and I will always be happy like this!

The tense and cheerful rhythm makes people breathless, just like a sweet hug in love, a crazy kiss, so hot, so passionate, so romantic. However, I don't know why, in this heat and happiness, everyone faintly feels uneasy. Because in love, in life, although those fiery times are beautiful, many will be dull or even over!

On the stage, Zhang Xiaodong and the orchestra fell into madness, and off the stage, the audience was also immersed in the feeling that they had been in love, recalling the romantic scenes in the original love, and the scenes full of happiness, unable to extricate themselves.

Zhang Xiaodong's fingers are extraordinarily hard, and every time he exerts force, it will be transformed into a strong note, as if telling happiness to the world. At this moment, Zhang Xiaodong's dancing hands seemed to have a flame, dancing in the night. Everything in love was played out by these hands. The story is happening little by little, and the picture in my mind has already changed from the process of pursuing Liu Tiantian with anxiety back then, to the time when the two were in love. Carefree, tired of being together every day, as if the whole world has nothing to do with you, everything will go on so well.

Every time the intensity of the playing is strengthened, it is full of happiness, and it is full of pain! Because Zhang Xiaodong knows what comes after happiness! It is pain.

A song called "Flower Dance" in Chinese called "Flower Dance" was released in Zhang Xiaodong's hands, and the most beautiful rose of summer was blooming wildly. The fragrance is so strong, the petals are so enchanting, and the emotions are so intense. It's like when I was in school, I kissed Liu Tiantian. It is as if in front of classmates and friends, the envy of countless people, as if the two of them are under the street lamp in the night, snuggling, hugging, and promising to be forever and forever. With a loved one, that kind of happiness is indescribable.

These happy moments are reproduced in the melody, like a flower dancing wildly in the night, as if it will always be beautiful. Accompanied by the melody, the audience is revisiting and enjoying the love they once had, but Zhang Xiaodong is not? At this moment, Zhang Xiaodong even relented, he was afraid that when his melody changed again, the fingers on the piano, and Hu Linyang's waving baton tilted, it would be too heartbreaking!

"Oh no!" Sure enough, just as the melody of "Dance of Flowers" reached its climax, when this rose danced with the wind and bloomed in its most beautiful posture, Gruber, who was enjoying it in the last row, secretly screamed badly. A flower, when it is the most beautiful, is also when it begins to wither!

Sure enough, at this moment, not only Gruber, but also the fans of the entire scene and the entire Dongge live broadcast room were all chuckled in their hearts, as if the person they loved most in their lives was leaving. Because the rhythm of the melody has changed again, although it has not taken a sharp turn, the feeling has changed.

Stretching out their hands, countless people wanted to grasp the beautiful, gradually blurring rose. But with the sound of Zhang Xiaodong's piano, accompanied by the low cello and a trace of sadness that began to appear, there was incomprehension inside, the roses in the night were getting farther and farther away from him, and the fragrance and fragrance seemed to be blown by an annoying wind, cutting off his sense of smell!

What happened, why is this happening! The lucky ones in love are a little puzzled, because their first love is still going on, they or they even go to the end with their first love, and they are still sweet, romantic, and enviable! Don't, I don't like this feeling, at this moment these lucky people in love exclaimed in their hearts, as if they felt that their beloved her or him was going to leave them!

Unlike these lucky people, the other part of the people is like a knife, they understand that he or she, from this moment on, may no longer belong to themselves! Although this scene has been experienced, these people are still heartbroken at this moment, as before. I haven't experienced that kind of pain, I won't understand it.

Bloom like fire, wither like ashes. At this moment, Zhang Xiaodong's heart is also painful, and every layer of fingers falling on the piano is heartbroken, like a thousand jun. At the moment when the roses began to wither, Zhang Xiaodong seemed to feel that Liu Tiantian had suddenly become a little cold to himself, a little impatient with himself, and began to hide it from himself. On her phone, she set a password for herself. also set up a password, as well as her heart.

I don't know when it started, my casual question would cause a strong backlash from her, and it seemed to be even more aggrieved than herself. I don't know when she started to answer her phone calls if she can. Don't let yourself touch her phone, and people who can't see her for three days.

Tears crossed, Zhang Xiaodong has looked down on and freed from this relationship. But liberation is liberation, pain is still pain.

Zhang Xiaodong had tears in the corners of his eyes, and with a self-deprecating smile, his fingers flew on the piano. Compared with Zhang Xiaodong, at this moment, there are countless viewers in the scene and Dongge's live broadcast room, and some people even took out tissues and gently wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes.

"Brother Dong, don't play down... Countless fans, especially female fans, shouted in their hearts. Their grievances, their pain, and their helplessness were gently aroused by Zhang Xiaodong.

"Alas~~" even Gruber sighed. At this moment, Gruber even wanted to cover his ears, he didn't dare to listen. After all these years, Gruber still can't forget that stormy night, the image that woke him up from countless nightmares. But Gruber had to admit that the more unforgettable, the deeper the wound, the more unforgettable it was for the audience. Many of the classics in history are tragedies. At this moment, Gruber only hopes that Zhang Xiaodong will not set the tone of this performance as a tragedy, which is too cruel and too cruel to the audience.

Sure enough, just as Gruber was thinking about this, the rhythm of the melody changed, and the sadness grew stronger. The rose grew farther and farther away, and in the picture, the other hand grabbed it. But this hand is not himself! In that hand, the rose is so swaying, so charming, so charming, exuding a fragrance that has never been seen in front of him. Under the street lamp, another man walked away with the rose.

At the same time, in the recital hall, the originally low, mournful melody erupted in the concert of piano and symphony!

The melody is so heartbreaking, so sad, as if the whole world has abandoned itself in an instant.