Xia Xing sat in front of the piano and turned the word into a song by playing the piano directly.

"When did Mingyue ask Qingtian about wine

I don't know what year the heavenly palace is tonight

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu

The high place is unbearable, dancing and figuring out the shadow

......”

The beautiful music melody and Xia Xing's magnetic voice once again shocked everyone!

The lights of the entire venue gradually dimmed, and a beam of light directly hit Xia Xing in front of the piano.

The deep and magnetic voice resounded throughout the venue, accompanied by the beautiful melody of the piano, and almost everyone was blown away by the beautiful music.

This song was sung by two singers in the previous life, one is Teresa Teng, and the other is Faye Wong.

The music status of the two people in Huaxia is both queen-level figures, and Xia Xing also sang this song according to their rhythm.

After a brief silence, the audience once again let out cheers and exclamations like a tsunami.

"Xia Shen not only knows how to write songs, but also writes and sings so well. ”

"Xia Shen is so handsome!"

"Xia Xing, I love you!"

"Summer Star ......"

The audience was boiling, screaming, and shouting instantly pushed the enthusiasm of the entire awards party to the peak.

When the last section was sung, Xia Xing stood up from the piano and walked towards Yang Weiwei step by step while singing.

With the last note falling, Xia Xing had already walked in front of Yang Weiwei.

Yang Weiwei also walked towards Xia Xing very cooperatively.

The two faced each other, and Yang Weiwei also followed Xia Xing's rhythm and hummed this song.

At this moment, the screams sounded again, and the spotlight hit the two of them.

Xia Xing's hand gently poked out, and Yang Weiwei also grabbed Xia Xing's hand, and came to Xia Xing's arms as soon as her body turned.

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles!"

Xia Xing finally sang the last lyrics.

Since Xia Xing had just adjusted the charm value to the highest, both his voice and movements were extremely chic, attracting countless girls to scream for him frantically.

The scene sounded the sound of mountains and tsunamis again, and the scene simply turned into Xia Xing's solo concert.

Many young people stood up and waved their glow sticks excitedly.

"Summer Star, Summer Star, Summer Star ......"

The atmosphere was once again pushed to the high at this moment.

Xia Xing didn't expect the effect of this song to be so good, making the fans at the scene so crazy.

......

Offstage, Mu Ke was completely stunned at the moment.

Mu Ke burst into tears of excitement and waved his hands frantically to the music.

At this moment, she was fascinated by Xia Xing's talent and Xia Xing's demeanor.

Wu Bin was completely stunned, and even the arrogant one lowered his head.

Now he understands that in front of Xia Xing, he is nothing more than a ridiculous clown.

The reason why Xia Xing didn't refute just now was because of disdain.

Compared with Xia Xing, what is the difference between his popularity and ants.

Originally, he wanted to use Xia Xing to set off his excellence and nobility, but now he understands that he is simply a fool in Mu Ke's eyes.

Zhu Huawen, Zhang Mo, and Yu Lei were all blue at the moment.

They never dreamed that Xia Xing would be so talented, not only made lyrics, but also turned words into songs.

I have to say that this song adapted from words is really good.

"Hatred from Zhu Huawen +666!"

"Hatred from Zhang Mo +333!"

"Hatred from Ray +229!"

"Hatred from Zhao Xiaoying +199!

"From ......"

Xia Xing suddenly received Zhao Xiaoying's hatred value, and immediately felt a little confused.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaoying was also watching the live broadcast at the moment.

Xia Xing's heart sank, this girl must be jealous when it is over.

Thinking that his wife was watching in front of the TV, Xia Xing hurriedly let go of Yang Weiwei's hand.

"Miss Yang, I don't know if you like this song?"

"Like, very much. Yang Weiwei said happily.

"I can't give you this song like this, though. ”

Hearing Xia Xing's Hua Yang Weiwei, she was stunned for a moment, and everyone was a little surprised.

Didn't you just say that you were going to send Yang Weiwei this song?

Xia Xingying smiled and said: "After all, I improvised this poem, and my literary attainments are not enough, and I am at the amateur level, so I also ask Mr. Zhu Huawen, Mr. Zhang Mo and Mr. Yu Lei to give me some guidance to see where I am deficient, and I will also improve my literary level." ”

Hearing Xia Xing's Hua, Yang Weiwei, who was still a little puzzled just now, almost didn't laugh.

Mu Ke also couldn't help but shake his head.

Xia Xing is Xia Xing, and he will never dare to take revenge.

At this moment, Zhu Huawen and the three of them had the urge to vomit blood.

What kind of earth-shattering ghost and god you wrote in this word, do you still need our guidance?

The faces of the three of them suddenly looked like pig's liver.

Just now, the three of them were completely conquered by Xia Xing's words, and letting them find fault is tantamount to slapping them.

Yang Weiwei was also very cooperative and said with a smile: "Teacher Zhu, don't chat, comment on the poem Xia Xing just created." ”

Zhu Huawen has an urge to scold his mother at the moment, the special Lao Tzu deliberately pretended to chat with others, don't you have a special host?

But at this moment, Zhu Huawen had no choice but to stand up awkwardly.

He held the microphone for a long time, and then he held back two words: "It's good!"

Very good!

On this occasion in front of a national audience, it is good for you to appreciate poetry.

It's too unlevel.

Suddenly, there were bursts of boos from the audience.

At this time, Xia Xing's eyes fell on Zhang Mo again.

Although Zhang Mo is young, he is indeed much more experienced than Zhu Huawen.

Before Xia Xing could make a move, he said directly: "Mr. Xia's poem is indeed very good, but after all, it is an ancient text, I don't know what the level of Mr. Xia's prose poetry is?"

Xia Xing smiled faintly: "I know a little bit about it." ”

Hearing Xia Xing say that he understood a little bit or two, Zhang Mo recently raised slightly.

On this occasion, Xia Xing said this, which was obviously a manifestation of weakness.

Zhang Mo smiled and said: "Then I'll give Mr. Xia a question, remember that Mr. Zhu Huawen's famous work is "Goodbye Kangqiao". ”

On the side, Zhu Huawen nodded: "Yes, it was a prose poem written by me when I was studying at Cambridge University, and I was about to graduate." ”

Zhang Mo nodded: "Then please ask Mr. Xia to write a prose poem on this topic!"

Hearing Zhang Mo's proposition, many people were a little angry.

This is too embarrassing, Zhu Huawen wrote "Goodbye to Cambridge" when he graduated from Cambridge University, but Xia Xing may not have been to Cambridge University, isn't this particularly difficult?

Everyone's eyes were on Xia Xing, wanting to see how he reacted.

At this time, Zhao Weiwei on the side played a round next to her and said: "Mr. Xia should not have been to Cambridge University, and Mr. Zhang Mo's question is too biased." ”

Zhang Mo smiled: "Poets should have a rich imagination, even if they haven't been there, they should be able to feel the appearance of Cambridge from other people's poems and write him on paper, right?"

As he spoke, Zhang Mo looked at Xia Xing proudly.

However, Xia Xing was really unhurried, and said with a smile: "I really haven't been to Cambridge, but I've seen it on TV, and that's enough, so I'll improvise a prose poem for everyone to enjoy." ”

(End of chapter)