Cheng Jing looked at Ling Yun who was helpless beside her, and she continued: "However, I heard Mr. Ling's friends say that Mr. Ling's attainments in violin have also reached a considerable level.

So, we will now take this opportunity tonight to ask Mr. Ling Yun to play the most "romantic thing" in his heart for our friends here, and we will invite our Mr. Ling Yun to perform for everyone. ”

As soon as Cheng Jing's words fell, warm applause rang out in the concert hall.

She whispered to Ling Yun, "Ling Yun, bring your level into play, don't let me down." ”

Ling Yun smiled at Cheng Jing, slowly picked up the violin and stood in the center of the stage.

At this moment, the concert hall was silent, and all the guests were waiting for the moment when the sound of Lingyunqin sounded.

Ling Yun glanced at the guests in the audience, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He didn't have a sensational opening like Sima Liang, he just nodded slightly to the guests in the audience, and slowly put the violin on his shoulder.

Ling Yun adjusted his breathing and gently placed the bow on the violin.

A soothing and delicate sound of the piano, accompanied by a gentle and lazy violin melody, slowly as soft as the moisturizing buds of spring rain, is narrated on this music stage.

In an instant, the warm and affectionate violin rhythm beats happily in the casual and relaxed notes.

The lights in the concert hall also slowly become particularly soft with the melody played by the little girl.

These colorful lights, like rays of sunlight on a winter afternoon, gently shine into the warm room from the tranquil balcony......

Next to the balcony, a comfortable and loose home picture scroll slowly unfolds with the smart notes.

A happy petty bourgeois woman, leaning on the back of her beloved lover, hummed a slow melody of a happy past:

"Sitting back to back on the carpet, listening to music and talking about wishes, you want me to be more and more gentle, I want you to put it in my heart. You said you want to send me a romantic dream, thank you for taking you to heaven, even if it takes a lifetime to complete, as long as I tell it, you will remember it......"

This song "The Most Romantic Thing", in the sound of Lingyun's delicate violin, interprets all the happiest dreams of a little woman in her life.

A sentence "The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you, collect bits and pieces of smiles along the way, and leave it for a wheelchair to talk slowly later." ”

This warm and beautiful picture of happiness is slowly displayed in front of everyone in the concert hall in the infinite free imagination.

When the beautiful melody played by the violin slowly spread in the concert hall, all the guests in the concert hall were strongly infected by the notes that were infused with emotional life.

An elderly couple in their seventies in the audience trembled with excitement when they heard Ling Yun play the melody of this violin.

As the melody of "The Most Romantic Thing" slowly develops, the old couple has burst into tears until they embrace each other and cry.

The white-haired grandfather stroked the sideburns of the grandmother beside him, smiled in the ear of the wrinkled grandmother, and whispered about the romantic time they had come along the way.

After the old grandmother listened to the old man's words, she grinned and laughed happily, which had almost lost her teeth.

Some young couples, after listening to this lazy melody, expressed their inner desire more bluntly.

Some of the little women hugged their husbands and looked at each other affectionately from time to time.

These little women did not forget to let their husbands kiss them affectionately on the cheek and forehead.

In this beautiful melody, these little women are completely intoxicated, and at this moment, their eyes are full of happiness and longing.

As the violin melody develops further, this piece, which has almost no climax, creates an extremely warm atmosphere in all the listeners.

"The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you until we are too old to go anywhere, and you still regard me as a treasure in the palm of your hand."

The melody of the violin slowly enters another warm picture in the soothing beat.

When all our youth is inexorably passing in the years.

When our head full of black hair slowly turned into gray hair in the helplessness of time.

When our clear eyes start to cloud, when our smooth skin starts to wrinkle.

……

Dear lover, do you remember the stories we picked up together on the shore of those times?

The gentle melody of the violin slowly brought the hearts of all the guests in the concert hall from a flowery year to that old age on the bank of the sunset river......

In this soothing melody, we gently look at the lover who walked hand in hand with us, and each of us is asking ourselves:

"What else can we do in the face of these unforgiving years?"

The melody of the violin is like a white-haired centenarian walking on the shore of time at sunset, telling us in his old and echoing voice that the only thing we can do in the face of these time flies is to hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son.

When we held our lover's hand, walked through the boulevard of time, and came to the shore where the sunset shone obliquely.

You will definitely think of one thing, you and your lover, in the time you have come along, what is the most romantic thing for you?

The soft melody of the violin completely presents this real, imaginable picture of almost every little woman, in front of everyone in the concert hall.

The beautiful and moving violin melody plays notes with vitality in Ling Yun's hands.

These notes gently tell everyone here that as long as you put your mind to it, you can get romantic fun at any time.

This melody gently tells you that the romance of holding hands with your lover is not just a luxury that money can exchange, nor is it the jeweled treasure box that you have to trek through the vicissitudes of life to find.

In this beautiful melody of the violin, these affectionate notes, with a kind of vicissitudes that penetrate the dust of the years, tell the most romantic things in life with lovers, in fact, in the corner of each of our hearts.

When you quietly hold your lover's hand through the fog of time, you will see that in every windy or calm night, on the bank of the small river at sunset, in the woods in the early morning, and in the warm afternoon sun, we and our lovers can soothe each other's lonely hearts.

On a warm winter day, we suddenly found that between the bitterness of a cup of coffee, we were having the romance of love in our lives every moment.

The music of the small reminder slowly extended forward, and the hearts of every guest in the concert hall kept recalling.

We can think of the most romantic things, which are still warm and poetic, and still those who support each other and warm each other.

At this moment, Cheng Jing, who was standing on the music stage, was also completely infected by the song "The Most Romantic Thing" played by Ling Yun.

She had forgotten her role at this point, and tears welled up in her eyes as the melody of the little reminder poured out in the notes.

She has longed countless times to grow old with her lover and slowly enjoy the simplest happiness of a little woman in this ordinary life.

However, in the face of the ruthless years, she was completely defeated by the cruel reality.

She is covered with scars, on this muddy road, step by step difficult, how she longs for the most romantic love story in this life!

Yao Xue, who was sitting in the audience, was completely intoxicated in the melody of Lingyun's song "The Most Romantic Thing", and with the ups and downs of the music, she held her son Hanghang and sobbed softly in this beautiful melody.

Xu Yuting, who was beside her, looked at the poor woman sympathetically, patted Yao Xue's arm, and comforted her silently.

Xu Yuting also fantasized about the most romantic thing in her life in this beautiful melody played by Ling Yun.

She fantasized about the man holding hands by her side, taking her into a world without sorrow and trouble.

Holding hands together, walking on the shore of time, walking in the birch forest of the years, and in front of the old trees with the fragrance of acacia flowers......

Hold each other all the way, accompany each other all the way, and count the bits and pieces along the way.

Suddenly, Xu Yuting found that the big hand holding her was slowly loosened during this journey, she couldn't see his back clearly, she couldn't find his direction, she felt very scared.

She searched everywhere, and she didn't know where he had gone......

At this time, Xu Yuting raised her eyes and saw Ling Yun on the stage, looking at her affectionately.

She saw Ling Yun's hand, slowly shaking the bow, gently waving the most romantic notes towards her.

Xu Yuting was almost drunk, her eyes were already soaked with tears, she understood her heart at the moment, she didn't want to think of eternity, she just wanted to feel quietly at this moment, the most romantic melody played by Ling Yun.

The violin melody has entered the end, and at the end of this melody, a sentence of "talk slowly" writes this romantic matter into endless affection.

Ling Yun gently put down the violin, and there was no sound in the quiet of the concert hall, at this moment, the world seemed to have stood still.

As the minutes ticked by, the sound of each other's breathing could be heard in the concert hall.

Suddenly, someone said: It's beautiful, it's beautiful!

In an instant, the entire concert hall was boiling like a pot!

Some excited guests rushed to the stage frantically, they enthusiastically hugged this Lingyun, shouted Lingyun's name, and burst into tears!