Some people say that the piano is the most beautiful instrument, and now, in the hands of Masaki, this elegant instrument has indeed played its outstanding sound quality and timbre, this is a melody that no one has ever heard, this is an unprecedented piece of music, just the accompaniment, let the audience and the audience in front of the TV light up, looking forward to the follow-up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And in fact, political discipline did not disappoint them.

anywhere you are, inear

No matter where you go, I'll be with you

anywhere you go, i'llthere

Wherever you are, I'll follow you

anytime you whispername

Whenever you whisper my name

you'll see

You'll see it

how every single promise i'll keep

How I guard every vow

'cause what kindguy would i be

Otherwise, what kind of person would I be?

if i wasleave

If I'm in your time when you need me most

when you needmost

A slightly hoarse, pure voice like a heavenly sound, accompanied by this tinkling music, sounded in the studio, and through the TV screen at this moment all the corners of the program, what kind of music is this! What kind of tune is this, even if it is the prelude, almost everyone who hears it, their mouths are slightly open, motionless and even holding their breath, for fear that there will be a trace of noise that will interfere with their hearing.

Zhu Jun, who was sitting on the side, trembled suddenly, his eyes revealed a trace of surprise and complexity, looking at the political discipline next to the piano, looking at him in disbelief, he was not hopeful, but at this moment he suddenly felt that his pattern was not too small!

And in the bar, at the moment when Masaki's singing voice came out of the TV with the music, Bieber's hand holding the wine glass shook suddenly, and the pale yellow wine fell down his hand, but he didn't realize it, but his mouth was wide open, and he looked at the TV in a daze, his heart was full of shock!

And the expressions of several people around him were also roughly the same, immersed in this song that they had never heard before.

Masaki's voice suddenly became unprecedentedly high! Unprecedented passion! Hoarse and hoarse, but there was a unique charm of sound quality, and the whole song suddenly seemed to be injected with hormones, and the tempo suddenly accelerated, so that everyone who heard it couldn't help but feel a heartbeat.

what are words

What did you say?

if you really don't mean them

When you don't know what to do

when you say them

When they are spoken

what are words

What the hell are your words?

if they're only for good times

If only this was a cloud of goodness

then they don't

But it was shattered in an instant

when it's love

When love is strong

yeah, you say them out-loud those words

You shouted your heart

they neveraway

Those words will never fade

they live on, even when we're gone

Even if we're all gone, they'll be there until the sea rots.

Bieber couldn't sit still anymore at this moment, and the whole person stood up suddenly, with an expression of incomparable surprise, as if he had seen Napoleon's resurrection, and he had never imagined that a song, an English song sung by a Chineseman! There would be such a magic power, and one day he would be completely convinced! He felt his heart beating violently, and the whole person seemed to be blinded, and he couldn't distinguish the south, south, west, and northwest in the clouds and mist, and his mind was full of this beautiful song!

And Anne, who was sitting next to him, didn't know when, a pair of big blue eyes peculiar to foreigners had already been filled with tears, she listened stupidly, watched quietly, accompanied by the singing, "they neveraway, they live on, even when we're gone", those words will never fade, even if we are gone, they will always exist, until the sea is dry, and time seems to return to the time when she was about to leave the United States, Her lover, her boyfriend, when he said goodbye at the airport gate, he said that he would always wait for him, he said that he was reluctant to let himself go, accompanied by singing, her beautiful memories with him, like a picture scroll, the memory rolled, stretched in the heart, so beautiful, and so heartache, tears, unconsciously dripped down his cheeks into the wine glass, he left for so long, is he okay?

and i knowangel was sent just for me

I know that you are an angel from heaven

and i know i'm meantbe where i am

I know it's fate

and i'm gonnastanding right beside her tonight

I'll be by your side tonight

and i'm gonnaby your side

I will always be by your side

i would never leave when she needsmost

When you need me most, I will never leave you

what are words

What did you say?

if you really don't mean them

When you don't know what to do

when you say them

When they are spoken

what are words

What the hell are your words?

if they're only for good times

If only this was a cloud of goodness

then they don't

But it was shattered in an instant

when it's love

When love is strong

yeah, you say them out-loud those words

You shouted your heart

they neveraway

Those words will never fade

they live on, even when we're gone

Even if we're all gone, they'll be there until the sea rots.

anywhere you are, inear

No matter where you are, I will always be there for you.

anywhere you go, i'llthere

Wherever you go, I will be there.

and i'm gonnahere forever more

I will always be there

every single promise i keep

Keep every promise you make

cause what kindguy would i be

Since I'm such a person

if i wasleave when you needmost

So I won't leave when you need me the most

Zhengji sang it for the second time, and some people at the scene had already hummed along with the singing music, although a large number of people couldn't understand the meaning of the English lyrics, but this catchy sense of rhythm still made them can't help but hum it, and Zhu Jun, looked at Zhengji blankly, there was only one thought in his heart, genius, it really exists, there are some things, he can't imagine, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist in this world, he is proficient in English, he just listened to it once, he knew that this English song, how classic it is, how big waves it will set off。

"Although I can't understand what my son is singing, this rhythm is really good! Look at the expressions of those people at the scene, it seems that our son has succeeded?" Li Xuemei sat in front of the TV, looking at Zhengji who was playing the piano on the stage and said with a smile.

"It's not just a success! This English song is a rare good song!" Fan Jianguo, who has a relatively high education, can understand it, and he looked at his son on the stage with emotion and said.

The sound of the piano, I don't know when it has stopped, it's just that the studio is still dark, as if the gaffers and staff are distracted, facing the spotlight of political discipline, still shining straight, Zhu Jun on the stage, also rarely lost his mind, with his professionalism, at this moment it seems to have forgotten that this is the scene of the show, just sitting quietly on the sofa, reminiscing, sighing, and offstage, it is even quieter, no one makes a sound, as if for fear of breaking the rhythm that echoes in his mind, the whole hall, quietly！

Not only them, but also the foreigners in the bar, no one said a word at the moment, just stared blankly at the political discipline on the TV screen, remembered his appearance in his heart, and sang part of the lyrics he remembered in his heart over and over again, such a beautiful song, if you forget it, wouldn't it be a pity?

In the studio hall, Masaki coughed lightly, and with his voice, the lights came back on, and before Zhu Jun, who had reflected, spoke, the audience erupted in warm applause, and everyone's faces were flushed, and they clapped their palms excitedly.

"Thank you, Mr. Masaki, for giving such a wonderful performance at "Art Life", please forgive me and forgive me for questioning you before," Zhu Jun didn't wait for Zhengji to come, he stood up, walked in front of Zhengji with a ruddy face, and bowed deeply to Zhengji in front of everyone, his face was ashamed, after today, he really felt that any speculation and questioning about Zhengji's talent was as vulnerable as a mantis arm, his talent, his talent, there was no doubt!

Zhengji was taken aback by Zhu Jun's movements, and hurriedly supported him and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu, what are you talking about, in fact, I should thank you, if it wasn't for you putting pressure on me, I wouldn't have been able to write this song, and I spent a fulfilling and happy night in "Art Life" today."

Politely, the two returned to the sofa, after such an episode, the atmosphere under the stage became more and more active, between the two of them asked and answered, the audience was amused by the interesting conversation from time to time, Zhu Jun is indeed a good host, easily grasp the scale of the interview, which can not only arouse people's curiosity, but also protect the privacy of political discipline to the greatest extent.

"After talking about your career in half of the session, let's talk about some things about your life," Zhu Jun continued.

"Please Say"

"Zhengji, as far as I know, your hometown is a small city in Shanxi Province called Xincheng, can you talk about your feelings about your hometown?" asked Zhu Jun recalling Zhengji's information.

"Well, I was indeed born in Xincheng, don't hide it from everyone, Xincheng, is not a big city, from the south of the city, to the north of the city, the bus only takes half an hour, in the eyes of everyone is naturally not a bustling metropolis, but, for my hometown, I think it is the best place, the city is not big, the rhythm is very stable and harmonious, although not prosperous, but there is a quiet beauty, in my eyes, Xincheng is like a dignified and pretty woman in general, she is not the most beautiful, but the most moving, I deeply love that land, Masaki said with some memories and nostalgia on his face.