"Who is ~ knocking on my window~~

Who is ~~ stirring the strings~~"

Fu Yao just sang two simple sentences, and many customers present nodded at once.

This old song from the previous life is very classic, and it is one of Cai Qin's masterpieces, which is deeply loved.

As soon as Fu Yao spoke, the low chant suddenly calmed the hearts of the customers at the scene.

It's as if I'm really feeling who is knocking on the window in everyone's heart.

In everyone's heart, there is a good time, a time of light and shadow that belongs to them, and a time that can be deeply carved and left traces in the time of memory.

Maybe this time has been buried deep in the depths of memory, but it still exists in my heart.

Fu Yao used that slightly lazy, slightly jazzy chanting style to knock on everyone's hearts.

"Who is ~ knocking on my window~~

Who is ~~ stirring the strings~~

That forgotten time~~

Gradually, it rose out of my heart~~

Who is ~ knocking on my window~~

Who is ~~ stirring the strings~~

The joyful scene in my memory~~

Slowly came to my mind~

~~~

The slowly falling light rain kept hitting my window~

Only the silent me, from time to time to think about the past~~

Who is ~ knocking on my window~~

Who is ~ stirring the strings ~~

In my memory, that joyful scene~

Slowly, it came to my mind~~"

Fu Yao finished singing this song in one go, then pressed the last note and slowly let go.

Silence, absolute silence, or tranquility is more appropriate, everyone in the restaurant is almost no longer dining, most of them are listening to Fu Yao's singing, feeling the tranquility, beauty, and memories brought by this singing.

Fu Yao sang this song, which was very suitable for this occasion.

First of all, this is a Western restaurant, and this song "Forgotten Time" is a slightly jazzy feeling in style, and the rhythm is soothing, which is very suitable for singing on this occasion, plus Fu Yao's voice is slightly hoarse, and it is magnetic.

The most important thing is that Fu Yao's voice seems to have endless magic, which can penetrate everyone's hearts without hindrance, knocking on their doors that have not been opened for a long time, but have never been forgotten......

The song "Forgotten Time", in the melody, is a way of grading, jumping in and around, showing a soft, stretching, smooth, relaxed, steady, peaceful but slightly melancholy mood, the overall tranquility, as if there is really a light rain sprinkled, sitting in front of the window, holding a glass of red wine, looking at the drizzle outside the window, such a scene, isn't it a scene that should evoke memories of the past?

So, naturally, this song was able to capture the hearts of the listeners, and there was no sense of disobedience, everything was so natural.

Especially on this occasion, this song has plated a layer of melancholy and noble emotions in everyone's hearts, which is a feeling that makes people nostalgic.

The melody of this song is certainly elegant, but the lyrics are the finishing touch.

The lyrics rich in sentimental mood make the whole song sound like a sleepwalking in another world, there is no happiness or excitement, no desolation or pain, just that wisp of lingering faint sadness, which will touch everyone's memory, in a trance, time seems to suddenly stop, accompanied by a gentle singing, the past reappears, how many years ago, those past events, how can you forget?

What is forgotten is a time, an era, and a world.

When I listened to this song in the summer, I always had that faint, but very serene smile on my face.

He squinted, but his mind had drifted to distant Holland.

In the not-so-romantic port city of Ajax, he had a good time.

That figure, that smile, that voice, that person, had not appeared for a long time, and even he thought he had completely forgotten it.

But just when Fu Yao sang the first sentence, the once extremely familiar figure quietly appeared in his mind, almost instantaneously, and the door of the long-sealed memory was opened by this song, like a slowly flowing stream, although it was slow, but it could not be suppressed.

If it weren't for God's tricks, maybe she was still by her side, maybe she was the proprietress here.

If it weren't for his willfulness at the beginning, maybe he would still be in the Netherlands, opening a restaurant with her, and living a leisurely life.

If it weren't for too many misunderstandings that hadn't been solved in time, maybe she was coaxing their love crystallization at home now......

However, there are no ifs in this world, the past will not come back, and what is missed will be missed forever.

But this song suddenly made Summer feel like a world away, and that sad feeling was inexplicably precious, which made him feel a touch, faint, and sweet touch.

"Bang Bang Bang~~"

Summer walked over with a smile, slapped slowly, and applauded Fu Yao.

"Bang Bang~~"

"Bang Bang Bang~~"

The other customers also began to applaud Fu Yao little by little at this time, and there was no cheering, because the applause at this time would be incompatible with the scene, only the unhurried applause slowly gathered.

Fu Yao stood up and gently made two gentlemanly salutes to the surroundings to express his gratitude.

After Fu Yao finished doing this, he left the piano table and came to Huang Weiming.

"Stinky boy, it's your turn." Fu Yao had a smile on his face, as if he was laughing at Huang Weiming.

"Humph!" Huang Weiming snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and walked quickly to the door of the restaurant.

He gave up and threw in the towel.

Huang Weiming's EQ is not good, but his IQ is not too low, he is just over-inflated, and after Fu Yao's breathtaking singing just now, he suddenly sobered up.

If he comes to power again at this time, it will not be as simple as humiliating himself, but he will be stupid!

Instead of continuing to lose people, it is better to simply admit defeat.

Seeing Huang Weiming leaving, the two followers also hurriedly followed, and Zhao Feifei, Joanna and Gao Xiang showed happy expressions on their faces.

Fu Yao's performance just now made their hearts wash again, and there was already a faint melancholy, seeing Huang Weiming fleeing in the wilderness, he finally swept away the melancholy in his heart and eased up from the singing.

"Thank you." Fu Yao thanked Summer.

"You're welcome, you're singing great, even better than in the competition, you're a genius indeed, can you tell me what the name of this song is?" Summer asked.

"'Forgotten Time' is a song I wrote last year." Fu Yao replied with a smile.

"I wonder if you can find a time, let's talk?" Summer said suddenly.

"What are you talking about?" Fu Yao was a little curious.

"Casually, we can talk about ideals, goals, hobbies, and cooperation." Summer laughed.

(Recommend a friend's book, White Rice, that is, Baihuwan, the author of "The Richest Man in the Country", everyone who has read the richest man in the country knows how his writing and rhythm control are, so it is really a guarantee of character and strength.)

Without further ado, go to the information

Title: The Ancient Emperor of the Wilderness

Author: White Lake Bay

ISBN: 3687461

Introduction: Walking on the road, always looking up at the stars, the black night sky, always longing for the distant sky, I hope to fantasize, to discover, to outline the story of the land, the race, and the unyielding will in my heart.

In the story,

There is such a land, which has been eternal, and has never faded after vicissitudes;

There is such a race, which changes from generation to generation, and never stops when it sheds blood;

There is such an attachment, regardless of success or failure, rolling with an endless will.

It is the Great Wilderness, buried with red memories, eternal billions of years of swords and wind and thunder

From the northern desert, from the southern wasteland, from under the vast blue waves of the East China Sea--- tide rises to kill and stop fighting.

Fight for the tribe, fight for survival, for the continuation of the bloodline, and that glimmer of life.

War! War! War! Fight to the death--)