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"Do you know what kind of instrument this is? Well, it's a saxophone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Meng Xiaoxian looked playful and asked the audience with a smile. Some fans and lovers in the live broadcast room immediately recognized the small saxophone in Meng Xiaoxian's hand, and they were surprised, but they didn't expect that the anchor was not only proficient in the guitar, but also played the saxophone!

This anchor is really versatile, this trip is worth it! Many viewers thought in their hearts that the virtual props were constantly refreshing, and Meng Xiaoxian was very moved, what a group of lovely fans.

So, Meng Xiaoxian continued: "Next, I will bring you a piece of pure saxophone music, and its name is "Coming Home". ”

"This song, dedicated to a 'friend' who silently helped me without expecting anything in return, has now left me...... I don't know if it has a home, but I hope it will have a home to heal when it's hurt, just like me. ”

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In the office, Zhao Linfeng turned on the computer and logged in to Meng Xiaoxian's live broadcast room, watching Meng Xiaoxian smile cutely at the camera, but with a cold face towards himself, Zhao Linfeng felt uncomfortable.

"The saxophone, a woodwind instrument, has certain requirements for lung capacity, but it is more of a skill, without a long time of practice, I am afraid that it will be rusty, and it also creates its own saxophone tracks, which is incredible! Hope you don't mess up as well. ”

Zhao Linfeng watched Meng Xiaoxian holding the saxophone and preparing to play, and couldn't help but sweat for her in his heart, but when he saw Meng Xiaoxian's confident appearance, he couldn't help but smile, how could the woman he "booked" question her? And seeing that Meng Xiaoxian is also very fond of music, in the future, the two of them will have endless topics.

And Zhang Yue, he had already picked up his mobile phone to record when Meng Xiaoxian started the live broadcast, and he pushed away the suggestion of his roommates to "open the black", just so as not to miss Meng Xiaoxian's live broadcast.

And although his roommate didn't understand his approach, when he saw Zhang Yue's resolute appearance, he fainted his mind to persuade again.

Zhang Yue smiled: "Without me, a transcendent master, I hope you will not be abused." ”

A fat man silently stretched out his middle finger, and secretly slandered in his heart: You are more likely to be abused!

At the same time, he was puzzled by Zhang Yue's approach, looking at Zhang Yue's pious and excited face, he thought again, this guy won't fall into an online pyramid scheme, right? No, you have to see!

And with the addition of the fat man, there was another little chubby in front of Zhang Yue's computer who couldn't move and kept sucking saliva......

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Meng Xiaoxian took a deep breath, held up the saxophone, and a sad voice sounded in Qingyang, like gurgling water, flowing into the hearts of the people, some fans thought of their distant homes and relatives, and couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts, and some emotional tears kept dripping.

A song "Going Home", blowing the hearts of many wanderers, in modern society, population movement has become a common thing, hearing this song, everyone has feelings.

Sometimes, we suddenly feel very lonely, in this world, we come and go without a trace, and that is a feeling that is difficult to put into words.

When the melody sounded, the lively speaking area was miraculously quiet.

Go home......

This thought irrepressibly circulated in the hearts of the audience, and the music seemed to be the earnest admonition of his mother who was far away from his hometown, and it was also like the sideburns on his father's forehead, which slowly increased and became a little more under the portrayal of the years...... The sound of music lingers, evoking a desire to go home.

The mournful sound of the saxophone is like a piece of beautiful petals floating in the hearts of the audience, although they can't see the appearance of a flower, they seem to be able to smell its intoxicating fragrance.

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Zhao Linfeng listened, he couldn't help but feel excited, I don't know how many times, he wanted to go home and visit his father, but, thinking that there was one more woman in the family, Zhao Linfeng felt a burst of disgust, although this woman was very good to himself, but there was a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't spit it out and swallow it......

The music, as if it was the confide of a father who was waiting at home, made him feel guilty. Looking back on my life, like a cloud, drifting, it looks very romantic and chic, but there is also endless helplessness and exhaustion, I want to turn into rain and return to the embrace of the earth......

The song "Coming Home" sings the melodious and tactful music, as if the father's thick hand pulled himself out of the spiritual storm again and again.

Zhang Yue's roommate next to him was chubby, his eyes were already red and swollen, Zhang Yue remembered his father and mother in his hometown for his own study, when he was in college, his father sold the only orchard in the family without saying a word, so he barely provided for himself to go to college, but what about himself?

Because he was afraid of being ridiculed by his classmates, he never said his family background, and even disliked his family for a while, because his father sent his home-made big brown cakes to the dormitory without his consent...... At this time, he understood that home will always be his faithful guardian and the warmest place in his heart.

"I finally understand why my nest is the most beautiful, why the leaves return to the roots, why return to the basics......" Zhang Yue held the mobile phone in one hand, and put the other hand on Xiaopang's shoulder, and began to cry uncontrollably.

Xiaopang wiped his red eyes and mocked: "How old are you, still crying, can you learn from Dad, you see how strong Dad is." Okay, but today Dad understands, you cry hard, I won't laugh at you. ”

"Fuck off, a slut is hypocritical, I should have shot you at the wall in the first place! Iniquity~"

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Meng Xiaoxian gradually strengthened, the whole music was sublimated layer by layer, everyone felt boiling, until the sound stopped, everyone still had an endless aftertaste.

Listening to this song, it is completely like watching a movie imagined by oneself, scene by scene, like an old movie, evoking the fragility hidden in everyone's hearts.

For a while, everyone even forgot to applaud, just listened quietly, the number of people in the room was skyrocketing, and after a saxophone was played, the number of people in the room had doubled.

After a saxophone was played, everyone reacted, and everyone got goosebumps.

"How I feel like I'm not listening to a song, I'm watching a movie! As soon as the song "Going Home" was sung, there was a sense of picture coming to my face all of a sudden. One of the fans said, "To be honest, I was in tears when I heard it because I had in my mind the scene where my mother sent me away from home......

"Yes, I thought I was crying alone, but I was relieved to see everyone crying."

"I haven't heard this song, is it original by the anchor? It's so sad. A new fan sent a tearful expression, "I'll go home tomorrow to see, the fruit in the orchard is ripe, and I haven't helped my parents pick it for a long time." ”

Fans spoke freely and poured out their inner thoughts, and for a while, there was a trend of changing to the eight o'clock file in the live broadcast room.

In fact, in addition to the connotation of "Coming Home" itself, this song actually has the effect of promoting sleep, falling asleep in a peaceful and relaxed state, it is absolutely very happy, on the other hand, this song is actually a good medicine for the spirit.

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