025 Performance

The show was rehearsed in advance, and she didn't report the show at all, how could she have her name.

Fu Qingyao narrowed her eyes, who couldn't get along with her and framed her like this.

You must know that Fu Ying has no other talents.

A figure came to mind, Fu Qingyao hooked the corners of her mouth, this time her plan was about to fail.

At this time, the studio had already darkened, and only the light of the podium was particularly conspicuous.

Closing the phone, Fu Qingyao got up and walked to the backstage.

Compared to the front, the back is very noisy.

The people who came and went to joke with each other, the boys and girls in the costumes of the performance, glanced at the room, Fu Qingyao came to the backstage curtain, and sure enough, he found the host.

"Who's going to report the next show?" Fu Qingyao crossed her arms and looked at the girl in front of her who was wearing an evening dress, her face was as calm as water.

Fu Qingyao is very familiar with this girl.

She is the Chen Meiyin who said that Fu Ying liked Zheng Siyan and made Fu Ying disappear.

Looking at the bright-looking girl in front of her, Fu Qingyao couldn't connect her with the enthusiastic person in her memory.

Perhaps, in Fu Ying's memory, she has always beautified this girl's unintentional approach, so she will be especially punished after her betrayal.

Chen Meiyin hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled brightly, "A-Ying, didn't you say that you would like to play a song for your beloved in front of everyone at the graduation ceremony." As your best friend, I have always kept this wish of yours in my heart. ”

Chen Meiyin is not wrong at all.

Zheng Siyan likes the piano, and as Fu Ying, who likes him, loves Wu and Wu, and also falls in love with the piano, his biggest wish is to play a song for his beloved him at the graduation ceremony, so that his eyes that have never stayed on her can stop at her for a moment.

If your eyes could come to me for a moment

If you can hear the sound of heartbreak

The onion at the bottom of the plate is like I will always be a supporting role

Secretly watching you secretly hide yourself

It is very appropriate to use this song to describe Fu Ying's feelings for Zheng Siyan.

Hearing Chen Meiyin say this, Fu Qingyao didn't say anything, just glanced at her deeply, turned around and left here.

“…… Next, I would like to invite Fu Ying, a student from the third (first) class of high school, to bring a piano solo - the wedding of dreams! ”

As soon as the host's voice fell, there was a chatter below, especially in the music department.

"Whose song is the wedding in my dreams, why haven't I heard it."

"Yes, I've only heard Beethoven, Bach, Label, Czerny, Debussy, whose famous song is this dream wedding?" Another classmate touched his chin in confusion.

"Don't think about it so much, let's just listen to it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the clear sound of the piano coming from behind the scenes,

The red curtain was slowly pulled open from the middle to the sides, and only the circular light in the middle of the black stage shone on the piano in the middle.

Under the light, the black and white keys shimmer with a soft and dreamy sheen, so unreal.

Facing the audience, a girl in a long skirt sat quietly in front of the grand piano, her white fingers playing on the black and white keys, quiet and beautiful.

Like a painting.

Looking at that girl, your impetuous heart seems to have calmed down.

For a moment, the noisy recital hall was completely silent.

The unique sound of the piano slowly swirls through the empty auditorium, and many people close their eyes and begin to feel the hidden story of the piano.

An ordinary girl falls in love with a handsome boy, but the boy is always surrounded by so many beautiful girls and ignores the girl.

The girl in front of the piano plays the piano day after day, wanting to use music to tell that feeling.

Meteors streaked through the dark night, leaving behind dazzling brilliance.

The girl leaned against the window, with a faint sadness in her heart.

The meteor is unfortunate, and its love is in the sky.

But, from the moment it became a fall, it was doomed to never have the love it sought.

If you can't love it, can you let it go?

Let go and leave the love in your heart, then, can you still be happy?

How many snowy nights, the girl silently stares at the boy's back, how many winters, the girl watches the boy and the beautiful woman laugh in the snow.

Year after year.

The girl's illusory eyes stared at the boy, as if she saw the white snow, the boy in a bright red dress, dancing from a distance, smiling, and stretching out his hands......

Girl, weave for yourself - a dream wedding.

When the last note fell, a tear fell from the corner of Fu Qingyao's eyes.

And with that tear disappearing, it is the most obsession of this body.

In the sound of the piano, Fu Ying has already seen that the prince and happiness that belong to her.

This tear is the trembling that she received in the depths of her soul.

Although there is so much filth in this world, Fu Ying's soul is still so clear, and deep down in her heart, she hopes to have a perfect wedding with her prince one day.

How humble her wishes were, just a dream wedding, but let her leave with a smile.

The tears in the corners of her eyes flashed with a blurry brilliance in the light, and before everyone could react, Fu Qingyao stood up.

Holding the piano left and right, he bowed to the audience with his right hand, and then stepped off the stage.

Now, Fu Qingyao's mind is surging, especially like a person who is quiet.

Unexpectedly, Chen Meiyin's inadvertent framing actually helped her a lot.

Fu Ying didn't leave, she just lurked in this body, watching her behavior after her arrival. Perhaps, she watched her actions coldly, if she had treated her family a little badly, she was afraid that she would run out and compete with herself for the initiative of this body.

This body was hers, and she had no chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, this song "Dream Wedding" actually evoked the deepest fantasy in Fu Ying's heart, making her give up completely and disappear into her body.

Since then, this body can be regarded as completely hers.

As long as he thought that his every move had been watched by others, Fu Qingyao's back couldn't help but break out in a fine and dense cold sweat.

On such an autumn day, it was so hot and dry, Fu Qingyao felt that her back was soaked with sweat.

When she got off the stage, everyone who had heard her play stared straight at her.

Thanks to Fu Ying's connections, no one came to greet her, and as for the fact that Wang Ba's anger in the novel makes everyone gather around to ask for warmth, it will not happen.

So Fu Qingyao was naturally warped, her body was sticky and tight, she called Fu Xiong and went home directly.

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