Just as lying on the bed of Seoul General Hospital, French and Korean suddenly popped up in his mind, but what kept coming to his mind at this time was German, with standard pronunciation and clear pronunciation, as proficient as his mother tongue.

Seon lost his horse, but he didn't know if it was a blessing. He may have only fifty-seven weeks to live, but he has a strange ability to speak and compose music that he never even dreamed of. God is fair, closing the door to Zhao Yuanxi's life but opening a window of art for him.

Zhao Yuanxi's heart swelled with infinite longing and passion, the amplitude of the vibration of his hands gradually intensified, dancing on the black and white keys, and the lyrics also changed from German, known as the "reduced baritone version of English", to Russian, which has a trilling character, and the tone is high-pitched and jumpy.

Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves.

Life is like this.

Down, then down, the sonorous Russian fades away, faded into obscurity, replaced by beautiful Spanish. Spanish is known as one of the most beautiful languages, and the small tongue is long and tactful, completely different from Russian, like the sound of the wind in the forest, leisurely blowing on the face, and suddenly feeling relaxed.

Kim Hee-cheol completely restrained his initial contempt, and even secretly felt ashamed of his shallowness. With his handsome appearance, tall figure, and proficiency in many Chinese, Zhao Yuanxi is more than enough to serve in the United Nations even as a diplomat. Especially the superior lyric and composing ability, such an amazing and extraordinary talent is the object of any entertainment company's struggle.

Kim Hee-cheol's thoughts represented the voices of everyone present, a group of lively and jumpy girl friends were completely shocked by Zhao Yuanxi's talent, and when they remembered that the strange man in front of them confessed that he was a fan of Girls' Generation ten minutes ago, they couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding, it was really incredible, and they were completely honored.

"I still remember that we walked side by side through that busy alleyway, even though you and I were strangers and passers-by......"

The beautiful and moving Italian language followed by Spanish is quietly like a rose in full bloom, moisturizing things and silently revealing its fragrance.

But they still felt each other's eyes, a heartbeat, and an unexpected happiness. It's like a dream, destined ......"

Constantly like a string of jewels of gripping French poured out from Cho Won-hee's lips and teeth, immersed in his own world like a young and elegant aristocrat, Kim Tae-yeon remembered the first time she met her music teacher TheOne, when she was full of admiration, and at this time, staring at Cho Won-hee's long-lost thoughts came back to her heart.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Kim Taeyeon was surprised, and when she looked up, she saw Zhao Yuanxi holding her head in her hands, her body trembling, biting her lower lip tightly, and her face distorted.

Kim Taeyeon was about to step forward before she took a step, and was squeezed away by the people behind her, Jessica quickly rushed to Zhao Yuanxi's side, and asked with a concerned face, "What's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Zhao Yuanxi pulled his hair fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't have anything to do, maybe I used my brain too much just now." ”

"You're really okay? Don't lie to me," Jessica gave a rare look of solemnity, "Is it true that you weren't quite healed from the injuries you sustained during the plane crash?" ”

It seems that an electric current is flowing wantonly in the skull, Zhao Yuanxi is very familiar with this feeling, he will experience it almost every day in the past days, long or short, the strength of different currents leads to different levels of pain, just now it seems that a powerful current of thousands of volts is flowing rapidly in the brain, and the pain makes his muscles spasm all over his body.

The pain came and went quickly, Zhao Yuanxi regained his composure in a moment, and squeezed out a smile, "It's really okay, otherwise how could the doctor let me out of the hospital, Jessica, if you don't believe me, you should also believe the doctor's professional ethics." ”

Jessica nodded suspiciously, "You take a rest first, and I'll go get you water." ”

"Ernie, let's go with you." Lin Yun'er shouted, took Xu Xian's hand, and jumped happily out of the practice room.

The entrance to the lounge was tightly blocked by the girls of Girls' Generation, who had previously said that they were fans, but after a concert performance, they became Zhao Yuanxi's fans.

That's right, Zhao Yuanxi just created a single, but the amount of information contained is no less than an album, just ask how many people in the world can write and sing fluently in nine languages at the same time.

Nobaby。

Zhao Yuanxi is the first, and perhaps the last.

Jin Xiche said to Han Geng: "Let's go too." It was an eye-opener today. ”

Han Geng shook his head, he wanted to confirm Zhao Yuanxi's identity. Han Geng walked to the door of the lounge, a group of girls blocked the door, it was inconvenient for him to squeeze in, stood outside the door and said in Chinese: "Hello, I'm Han Geng." ”

A calm baritone voice came from inside the door, also in Chinese, it was Zhao Yuanxi, "Hello, I'm Zhao Yuanxi." ”

Han Geng's heart was overjoyed and asked, "I take the liberty of asking, are you Chinese?" ”

Zhao Yuanxi had already stood up at this time and walked out of the lounge from the crowd, smiling and stretching out his hand to shake hands, "Jiangjin people." ”

Han Geng stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Yuanxi's palm and said with a smile: "People from Danjiang in Ning Province." ”

"Danjiang is a good place, and the black soil of Ning Province is really a side of water and soil to nurture a side of talents."

Han Geng was originally very happy when he met his hometown in another country, and he was even more overjoyed when he heard Zhao Yuanxi praise his hometown, and he eagerly shook Zhao Yuanxi's face, smiling.

The two of them spoke Chinese, and except for Jin Xiaoyuan, who had lived in China for a while as an exchange student, he could understand slightly, and the rest of the people looked at them with blank expressions.

Kim Hee-cheol exclaimed, "Can you speak Korean?" ”

“Sure。” Zhao Yuanxi smiled.

"God, help me." Jin Xiche slapped his forehead in pain, he did not forget the amazing talent of this man named Zhao Yuanxi who had shown many Chinese languages before.

A group of girls in Girls' Generation have a very good relationship with Kim Hee-cheol, and he knows that he has always loved to play treasures, and he laughs unceremoniously.

Jin Xiche immediately said: "I am Jin Xiche, and I am Brother Han Geng's best friend." ”

Zhao Yuanxi nodded, and said "Luckily" very formulaic and officially.

It is rare to meet a fellow countryman in the company, Han Geng has the heart to chat with Zhao Yuanxi for a while, Lin Yun'er and the three daughters bought water and sent it up, and a group of girls swarmed around Zhao Yuanxi, Han Geng had to say goodbye to them, and Jin Xiche left the BOA practice room.

A group of people sat in a circle, eating snacks and drinking drinks, the girls were full of questions about Zhao Yuanxi, and Zhao Yuanxi's amazing performance was beyond their imagination.

Lin Yun'er was the first to speak, and asked a question that everyone wanted to ask with her small head sideways, "Yuanxi Oppa, how can you learn nine languages?" It's incredible. ”

Zhao Yuanxi couldn't answer this question, even he couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't say that there was a shadow in my right brain that stimulated the growth and development of my right brain, so I understood the nine Chinese languages. Zhao Yuanxi groaned slightly, and said: "Language is to speak more, practice more, learn more, and use more, and you will naturally learn it." ”

This is a big and general theory, it is not right or wrong, basically saying it is equal to not saying it, Lin Yun'er flattened her mouth, only the innocent and busy Xu Xianxin thought it was true and silently wrote it down.

"Wonhee Oppa, I heard that you came to Seoul on the same flight as us?" Jin Xiaoyuan looked at Zhao Yuanxi and asked with a smile, she was in the same dormitory as Jessica, so she naturally knew more than others.

Zhao Yuanxi nodded and said, "Yes." I was sitting next to Jessica. ”

"Wow." A group of girls let out an exclamation of envy, and Jessica had never mentioned to them that she and Zhao Yuanxi still had such a fate.

Jessica raised her head, a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth, she enjoyed the envy of the children, suddenly remembered something, turned her head to Zhao Yuanxi and said, "What's the matter with your headache?" ”

Zhao Yuanxi knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he picked the mildest symptom and said, "The doctor said it was a slight concussion, maybe it will be fine after a while." ”

"Concussion?"

"It's very slight, it's very slight, it's not a big obstacle."

Zhao Yuanxi was afraid that Jessica would continue to struggle with this problem, so he swallowed the potato chips in his hand, drank a large sip of Coke, and said, "Play the recording you just now, I need to rearrange the music." ”

Kim Taeyeon's eyes widened and she asked in surprise, "You can also make music?" ”

Zhao Yuanxi smiled and said: "It's just a simple change, I want to try to re-interpret it in nine languages." ”

"Wow, a mix of nine languages. It's totally big. A group of girls sang and danced as if they had discovered a new world, and got carried away.

Zhao Yuanxi had previously played in Chinese, English, Korean, and Japanese on his own, then German mixed with Russian, Spanish mixed with Italian and then French. This time he needed to break them all up and sing in nine languages, which was a bold attempt, and he didn't dare to say that there was no one to come, at least no one before.

Zhao Yuanxi chose the languages that he thought were relatively beautiful and suitable for singing at the beginning: Japanese, French, English, and Chinese. At this moment, nine languages are like nine delicious ingredients, and Zhao Yuanxi is the chef who makes the dishes, and he needs to cook a delicious dish with all the colors and flavors according to the characteristics of each ingredient.

Repeating and repeating, repeating and repeating, and repeating, and repeating, Zhao Yuanxi kept adjusting the order of the nine languages, arranging and combining, until he felt that he could no longer change them.

It begins with the world's common English, followed by beautiful French, followed by soothing and calm German, then enters the first small climax into sonorous and high-pitched Russian, then continues with soft and tactful Korean, followed by harmonious and light Japanese, and then connects with the equally beautiful Spanish with unique small tongue sounds into the second small climax, then the beautiful Italian like a flower, and finally the climax of the whole song with the melody and ups and downs of Chinese.

Perfect。