It's been a school year, and I've forgotten to say to the book friends who have started school: I wish you success in your studies, a happy life, a pair as soon as possible, and a sweet love-~-!

At the same time, I also wish all teachers in the world a happy Teacher's Day, good health, and a happy family!

Finally, I hope you will give us a lot of valuable comments on this book, although this sentence is very important, but I don't want to say it three times!

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Jiang Hao leaned forward slightly, put his hands on the black and white keys, and gently closed his eyes.

With the powerful press of the finger, the flowing notes instantly converged into a beautiful and beautiful music, penetrating the entire live broadcast hall.

It's a soothing, warm audio-visual experience, and the audience seems to hear the melancholy voice of their own hearts.

However, the audience still has a skeptical look, is this just an illusion?

On the stage, Jiang Hao raised his head slightly, opened his eyes, and looked at the audience with bright eyes.

"When you look at me, I didn't speak, I have been ...... by you"

When the first lyrics came out of his mouth.

The audience was like a shudder, from the beginning to the end, all over their bodies.

It was a musical power that hit the heart directly, pure and thorough, full of aura.

Everyone's eyes widened, and the entire live broadcast hall became completely silent.

People who really appreciate music only worry about one thing at this time, don't be like a flash in the pan, only the beauty of the moment.

"Still not sure, still not meeting your requirements; Is it because I'm thinking too much about myself, or are you dodging too; If it was really me, I would have the courage to accept ......"

When the song is sung here, no one doubts it, as if they already have a premonition that they will witness the birth of a classic song.

As a regular audience, they are so simple that they just want to hear a good song.

Even in the last moment, there are still many people who are dissatisfied with this No. 9 and hope that he will abstain directly.

However, the next moment, when they heard such a beautiful song, they immediately accepted the singer from the bottom of their hearts who had been despised by them before.

And those Jiang Hao's fans are even more excited, they are proud that their idols are recognized by others.

On the fan list, his fans did not hesitate to brush up the list, although there were no local tyrants here, but everyone contributed their own meager strength, and more than 100 reward records were so dazzling.

Huang Qiwei looked unwilling, and indignantly sent a message to the hired trustees, asking them to make a fuss quickly, and not let him continue to perform so smoothly.

But those fans who coaxed Tuo and Zhou Xianguang before are struggling inside.

On the one hand, the singer who is unwilling to admit that he is desperately smeared by himself will sing a good song, and on the other hand, he has to recognize the reality that the other party does sing very well.

This kind of clean and pure, completely different from today's popular style music, is so beautiful and eye-catching.

As a person with a conscience, I really can't go against my heart to criticize such a classic good song.

Of course, there are some unprincipled rotten people on the scene, but such people are a minority after all. No matter how much they try to resist it, they will not get the approval of the majority, but will receive the dissatisfaction of everyone around them.

The singing on stage continued.

"Oh, the first time I said I loved you, my breath was sad and my heart kept shaking......"

When singing this, the audience's scalp was numb, and the feeling of shaking appeared again, which was a resonance from the soul level.

"Oh, the first time I took your hands, I lost my bearings, and I didn't know where to go; That's the reason to love each other together, that's to stay together ......"

At this moment, as long as there is still goodness and beauty in their hearts, the audience is all intoxicated with the beautiful singing, even those who were still hacking him before, including Zhou Xianguang's fans.

At the moment, they just want to quietly enjoy this classic song that will become above A level in the future, and no longer think about all the conflicts of interest outside their bodies.

Lovers are staring at each other affectionately, some lovers are nostalgic for the beautiful first love in the past, and boys and girls are yearning for the heart-warming beauty of love.

The mood of the players on the stage is different, and the one who was eliminated is the purest, just with a look of admiration and serious appreciation.

Those who made the cut were appreciating and learning, but they were worried about being made an opponent.

Among them, Zhou Xianguang and Liu Ye have the most complicated feelings.

Liu Ye was full of worries, even if she had received so much praise just now, in the face of Jiang Hao, she was still full of unconfidence in herself.

And Zhou Xianguang, as a proud person, only has naked jealousy at this time.

Although his personality is not very good, he still has the quality of being a professional musician, and he understands the level of the other party's music very well.

Although Jiang Hao's performance skills are still a little jerky, the piano playing level can only be regarded as amateur advanced.

But these still can't hide the shining light of this original song, and the other party sings not badly, and the timbre is perfect to interpret the style of the song. What is missing is some training in professional skills.

"I feel that you belong to me, I feel your eyes, I decided the first time, and I will never be wrong......"

Jiang Hao's slender fingers jumped deftly on the black and white keys.

He sang this excellent song with emotion, and the expression on his face was extremely rich. Sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes like the sun, sometimes like flowing water......

At this time, his people were still performing on stage, but his heart had returned to the wonderful college days.

At that time, he was in his prime and high-spirited; At that time, she had long hair, simple and pure.

Both of them are first love, and the days together are not passionate, but there is warmth and lingering.

In the cafeteria, you feed me a mouthful, and I feed you a spoonful;

On the basketball court, when he was drenched in sweat, she wiped the sweat for him with a look of annoyance, and took the clothes off back to the bedroom to wash and dry......

Those bits and pieces of good memories only turned into a picture in the end.

She held a whole cardboard box, and handed it back to him the love letter he had once written to her.

When he held the other party's hand tightly, and begged her to stay for the first time in his life, her face was full of tears, gently and firmly broke his still warm palm, and said with tears, "We can never go back to the past, forget me, I am no longer the ...... I used to be"

The picture is frozen in this moment!

"Oh the first time you lay on my chest, twenty-four hours without parting, that was the first time I knew

Forever and forever ......"

At this point, he burst into tears.