Mr. Watson couldn't believe that it had been written by a sixteen-year-old boy until he finished playing.

What kind of experience is it like to listen to this music?

It's like the soothing and tranquil feeling of the wanderer returning home at dusk. No matter how the situation changes outside, only home is the best safe haven.

Watson couldn't care about his sad and crying sister who was angry with him at this time, and like a wanderer who had been adrift for too long, he finally found a home, carefully picked up the crumpled score on the piano, and then framed it with a picture frame. Put it on your own sheet music shelf, pick up the saxophone and start playing.

Silky and soothing saxophone sounds. Like a warm wind, like a warm light, like sweet water, like the most beautiful scenery, it surrounds the listener and attracts every listener.

The song is full of nostalgia, but also a little joy, and it makes people feel beautiful.

This is homecoming, the most perfect enjoyment for the soul.

After playing the tune himself, Mr. Watson picked up his phone and called his sister.

Emma, as his sister who is ten years younger than him, has always been regarded as the most precious person around her. Mr. Watson was upset when he learned that his sister was in a relationship with a single parent.

Who doesn't know that Li Sen is the little prince of flowers!

And when it comes to musical talent, how good is the Canadian piano prince that Mr. Watson introduced to his sister before? He is a great musician who has won the British Royal Order, and every time he performs in public, the audience is the business elite and political elite from all walks of life.

As an Englishman, you have to have the emphasis that nobles should have.

Last year, a few hours before Leeson and Emma met, Mr. Watson had a big fight with his sister Emma in order to match the little prince of piano with his sister, and threw Saxophone directly on Emma's car.

It was precisely because of his tantrum that Emma felt that Leeson was a very gentle and interesting boy that night, and the more they got along, the more Emma found that the shining point in this Chinese boy was really different from those pretentious aristocratic young people.

"Hey, Emma, you...... Where are you now? Mr. Watson asked.

Emma took a deep breath and said, "You don't care where I go, anyway, you don't look down on listen, so you must also look down on his girlfriend." ”

Mr. Watson was speechless for a moment, and paused for a long time before saying, "Hey, I apologize for throwing the sheet music in a tantrum." Emma, listen to me, I love this tune written by listen! ”

Emma didn't expect her brother's attitude to change so quickly.

"Is that song really good?" Emma asked.

Mr. Watson was a little embarrassed: "Emma, you shouldn't have listened yet, have you?" ”

"It's true that the tune was written by listen last night, and when I woke up in the morning he was gone. So ......"

Mr. Watson is directly petrified in place!

What is this concept?!

The peerless divine comedy that made him feel that he surpassed the classics and must be a legend turned out to be just a night spent by Li Sen's kid to write it!

"Emma, are you sure you're not talking nonsense?"

"No, there's no way listen can lie to me." Emma said, "What's wrong?" Is that piece pretty ordinary? No matter how general it is, it also represents the mind of listen, and if you don't even look at it, it's not right to throw the score directly. ”

"I've already said humility, quite the opposite, my dear, this piece is excellent! It's one of the best tunes I've seen so far! But I don't think Leesen is capable of writing such a tune! Mr. Watson said, "I'd like to meet and listen, okay?" ”

"I don't know if he has time, okay, I'm going to get to work on the Foundation." Emma said.

Hanging up, Mr. Watson began to have a different impression of Leessen. He really wanted to meet this boy who could write such a wonderful score in one night.

Would Li Sen worry that the music he wrote would not be recognized?

Of course not, he was rehearsing with his dance teacher at this time. To be honest, during this period of time, the daily high-intensity dance rehearsals, coupled with the high-protein diet such as rice beef, have made his figure well-proportioned. Abdominal six-pack abs, that's for sure. The outlines of the muscles on the arms are clearly visible.

After Li Sen took a photo in the mirror of the dance studio and posted it on the Internet, many netizens immediately became calm.

Although she is just wearing a vest, she has a good figure that makes girls want to be in trouble!

Emma Anna couldn't help but be curious, called Li Sen, and learned that after he rehearsed the dance, he took the takeaway to Li Sen's place.

"Hey, take a break, everybody. I bought some food for everyone. Emma said with a smile, everyone looked at the time, it was already half past eleven at noon, and it was good to take a break.

Leeson ate his sandwich and asked, "What's wrong?" Suddenly coming to me? ”

"The score you wrote ......"

"Oh, how? Doesn't it sound good? Li Sen said with a smile.

"I left without listening to Mr. Watson." Emma's eyes flashed with displeasure.

"Why?" Li Sen asked puzzled.

"Because I want to hear you play for me!" Emma said.

Li Sen looked at the longing eyes of the blonde little beauty, then nodded and said loudly: "William, go and see if there is a saxophone!" ”

William searched and couldn't find it.

The helpless Li Sen had no choice but to sigh: "Then there is no way, I'll play the piano!" ”

After saying that, Li Sen proposed that all the staff should sit over, and it should be regarded as hypnotic music playing during the lunch break.

So he adjusted his mood and began to press the piano keys under Emma's gaze.

Emma quietly dialed her brother's phone and let him listen to the piano solo.

Li Sen's improvised tune, although not absolutely perfect, is remarkable.

Mr. Watson placed his phone on the table and turned on the voiceover, and when the song was finished, there was a commotion inside, all of which were full of praise for Leeson.

"Emma, give the phone to Leeson." Mr. Watson said.

Leessen picked up his phone in confusion.

"Hello, Mr. Li! I'm Chris Watson. ”

"Hello, Mr. Watson." Leeson gave an embarrassed Emma a look in disbelief, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Are you sure you wrote the song "Homecoming"?" Mr. Watson asked.

"I'm pretty sure sir, no one in this world can write anything like this except me." "So you're suspicious of me?" ”

"Yes, I was surprised! The melody of the song is very beautiful, in order to prove that you wrote it, I would like to invite you to participate in the production and recording of this song, you are making music, you should understand that composing the song and playing it are two different things, right? ”

In order to convince Mr. Watson that the piece was written by Leessen himself, he agreed to the invitation.