And almost at the same time that the Sword Saint's grandson, Situ Taiye, was full of shock.

Outside the recording studio, Mu Ziling, a slender and graceful beautiful singer in a snow-white suit and outlining her figure, not only looked at Chen Yongsheng in front of the piano through the glass window with beautiful eyes, but also inexplicably appeared two faint flushes on her pretty face, and her snow-white little hands were also clenched to death.

Not only does the heart beat faster,

Chen Yongsheng in his eyes exuded a white brilliance in an instant.

So much so that it gave Mu Ziling the feeling that she had passed through the transparent glass window and rushed to Chen Yongsheng's side in an instant.

Rumble!

In an instant, the scene in front of me changed.

Creeks, farmlands, villages, mountain beams in the distance.

There was a wind blowing.

Lifted the corners of her skirt.

Somehow,

The two men seemed to be angry.

A faint sadness lingers in my heart.

And the next moment, the two seemed to be reconciled again.

The delicate beautiful singer Mu Ziling, as if she felt her positive and negative hands, looked at Chen Yongsheng coquettishly,

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Two people running in the wind,

In the middle of the fields.

It is full of mountain flowers.

Chasing, frolicking, fighting,

To affectionate kisses, and had to be separated!

Accompanied by Chen Yongsheng's playing, the beautiful singer Mu Ziling looked at Chen Yongsheng's gaze, which was already full of tenderness and sweetness.

And it's not just her at this time.

Natalie, the witch on the side, was also staring blankly at Chen Yongsheng in the recording studio on the other side of the glass window, playing this D major canon to her heart's content.

Under the level of master's pinnacle.

As the music progresses. ，

In an instant,

Natalie, the witch, seems to have returned to her hometown.

He was sitting on a branch of a giant tree standing by the river.

Sitting next to him, Chen Yongsheng with a sunny smile on his face.

Natalie was suddenly a little shy, but she still carefully opened a grape, and then fed it to Chen Yongsheng beside her.

saw Chen Yongsheng, and then revealed, a sunny smile.

Natalie, the witch with an indifferent expression and a ruthless murderous intent all over her body, only felt as if she had been floating in the air in an instant, not only did her coat burst open in an instant, but the whole person was like bathing in the spring breeze, warm and sweet.

There is only Chen Yongsheng with a sunny smiling face in his eyes.

But the music at this time,

But Chen Yongsheng's figure went farther and farther.

That reluctance is mixed with the ultimate joy and sweetness.

The witch Natalie inexplicably felt a feeling of sweetness and sadness, so much so that the whole person was completely immersed in Chen Yongsheng's master-level peak performance through the assistance of the Thousand Illusions of the Heavenly Hand, and she couldn't extricate herself at all.

And at the same time, it's not just the two of them.

Everyone outside the recording studio, whether it is an experienced music reporter or a recording studio staff, is also shocked at this time, staring at Chen Yongsheng in the recording studio, and his mood fluctuates with the music.

"It's so beautiful, this sweet and sad feeling is love!"

"If there is a song that can perfectly represent love, it must be this song by Chen Yongsheng, my lovely princess!"

"Pain and happiness, sorrow to sweetness, this is love!"

Around the studio, everyone was holding their breath.

And at this time, in the small hall of the highest school of music warriors in the city, a gray-haired old professor, in front of hundreds of people in the small hall, the music warriors have already burst into tears.

"This is the love I have ever had, sweet to sadness, I want to have it forever, but I end up losing, this is the best declaration of love, and the most perfect!"

Not only that, but that's the case.

Even Situ Taiye, the grandson of the Sword Saint sitting in the limousine, was in a daze, and in his mind, he inexplicably recalled the rainy season when he was 17 years old.

A fresh and elegant girl like a jasmine version, holding an umbrella and looking at herself with a smile.

Somehow.

It was obviously a cheerful rhythm, but Situ Taiye's eyes were inexplicably red.

More fog that blurred his vision.

So much so that the whole person was stunned like that.

For a long time, until Chen Yongsheng's performance had completely stopped, he seemed to be still immersed in the past and couldn't extricate himself.

"Perfect! This is the most classic piece, this is the best piano master!"

At this time, a music reporter outside the recording studio was the first to come back to his senses, and then his eyes were full of shock, and he shouted hoarsely into the microphone like the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Do you hear that? This is music, this is love, this is perfection!"

Listen to his trembling tone and the cry that seems to come from the depths of his heart.

The music reporter outside the recording studio exploded in an instant.

"Shocking! I never thought that Chen Yongsheng's piano skills had reached such a height! It would not be too much to say that he was a top piano master!"

"I cried, and I finally believed that there is indeed one thing in this world that can make people happy and sad, and that is love!"

"It's the most perfect performance, no one can do it better than him, and there will definitely be no one better than him!"

The reporters outside the recording studio exploded emotionally.

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room has already come back to their senses, and the barrage in the live broadcast room is like a volcanic eruption in an instant, surging in an instant!

"The guy who said before that Chen Yongsheng only has third-rate piano skills, you come out for me, see if Lao Tzu dares to kill you! Is this a third-rate piano art? This is a god-level master, okay?"

"Who said that just now? Chen Yongsheng is not qualified to compose music for Princess Longling? He doesn't, do you have it? You can do it, you go on, I'll take a look, I'm afraid you can't touch Chen Yongsheng's heels when you jump up!"

"What about my knife, just now those who mocked Chen Yongsheng in the live broadcast room, all stood up for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu taught you to be a man, such a piano master, you almost said that it was rubbish!"

In the live broadcast room, the barrage of explosions.

Situ Taiye, the grandson of the Sword Saint in the limousine, sighed inexplicably.

"This Chen Yongsheng is indeed a peerless genius, although I am very unhappy with him, but I have to admit that his musical attainments have already reached the peak, and no one can be stronger than him!"

And almost at the same time as he, sighing.

Those who were instructed by him had now come back to their senses.

Although in their hearts, they have fully recognized Chen Yongsheng's strength, but at this time, they who have received money and money for others to eliminate disasters for others still hardened their heads and sent out barrages one after another.

"This level is average, that is, the level of primary school students, and it is far from being first-class!"

"It's a bad song, it's really ugly!"

"Hehe, at this level, at most it's a third-rate, throw a bone on the key, the dog plays better than him, I don't believe you can try it!"