Chapter Eighty-Nine: Su Youwei's Musical Path

What followed was the sound of Su You's slight singing.

Just a beginning made everyone stunned, and at the same time, they all had goosebumps on their bodies.

It doesn't seem to be the same music as they know it, it seems, it's so good.

The incomparable ethereal chant at the beginning, the word 'ah', as if hypnotic, brought everyone into the world of this song "Unparalleled in the World".

"The joys and sorrows of passing through the red dust

And your intimate wandering

Piercing the green hills and desolation of the wilderness

Fly with your dreams and the scent of flowers."

A rhyming and ancient style of singing that they didn't know at all came out of Su Youwei's mouth, full of alternatives, but it made those of them who had long been accustomed to it, and even those who were tired of listening to so many people singing in front of them today, were instantly refreshed.

Is this a different way of singing?

And listening to this song, their hearts couldn't help but be blocked, looking at Ah Yao who was still singing on the stage, they could feel that at this moment, Ah Yao's eyes seemed to have a story hidden.

This story seems to be very bitter and full of helplessness, which makes people inexplicable.

"If there is

Intimate wandering

withered face

Unforgettable. ”

Many people's ears seem to be pregnant at this moment, it is a kind of beauty to the extreme, looking at A-Yao on the stage is beautiful, wearing a white dress, the sleeves are flying, the skirt is moving lightly, the person is beautiful, and the song is even more beautiful.

"This life is crazy because of you

This love is unparalleled in the world. ”

Some people seem to think of memories of those years, and their eyes are red.

Everyone has a story, it's just that they choose to forget, or even pretend not to care.

But this song pulled them back little by little, washing their hearts that had long been covered with dust.

After all, I still can't forget it.

Some white-haired old men in the venue turned around and wiped their eyes.

In a flash, decades have passed.

"Piercing the green hills and desolation

Have your dreams

Fly with the scent of flowers. ”

Life is one encounter and parting after another, forgetting and beginning again and again, but there are always some things, once they happen, they leave traces......

As the music ended, Su Youwei finished singing the last sentence with her eyes closed.

She's never been as integrated into this song as she is today, not even if she's practiced it before.

Not only did she release all the emotions contained in this song, but also her own.

This song was sung directly by her to the extreme, even if she herself in the future, it is impossible to surpass it.

No regrets.

At the end of the song, Su Yangxuan didn't know where to stay for a long time, and there were even suppressed cries around him.

Su Youwei's eyes were also red, and finally broke into a smile and bowed to everyone.

"A-Yao, A-"

With the applause like a trend, many people shouted Ah Yao's name, and even the famous performers who were originally sitting in their seats around them also stood up to encourage them.

Looking at the fans who were in tears and didn't control their emotions, Ah Yao was really satisfied.

She looked at the steamed bun's seat.

Empty.

"Thank you, steamed buns—" Ah Yao said softly.

10,000, 50,000, 100,000......

Countless fans began to shout A-Yao, and so did many musicians.

They are grateful to Ah Yao for starting a different kind of music.

I don't know how many years of ancient songs have resounded on the Tianlai Music Network, and countless good works have been born, but there are too many people walking on this road, and even the flowers and plants on the side of the road have left traces of the people in front of them.

Many newcomers have no way out, but it seems that there is only such a dead end in the world, and they are forced to continue to walk along this road.

Today, A-Yao has embarked on a new path, and behind this road are tens of thousands of musicians who burst out with new ideas at this moment.

Lin Miaoke and Xia Zhilan also stood up and applauded, they had to admit that Ah Yao won, even if all the other people perform next, it is impossible to surpass.

Because the people behind are just constantly walking the path of repetition.

Mantou, what kind of person is he?

So far, as long as he has shot, not a single one has been buried.

Working with him seems to mean rising and blazing.

But why did he flee in a panic when he saw A-Yao?

What happened to the two of them?

At the foot of the mountain, Song Ren's eyes were also red, and he was applauding Ayao alone.

Sincere congratulations, she sang much better than she imagined.

As Ah Yao slowly walked off the stage, the cheers were still there, and no one followed to play the music she had carefully prepared.

You know, before that, everyone was rushing to get on.

Because the more you go to the back, the audience's eyes will be attracted by the people in front of you, and they will be bored to listen.

But at this moment, no one has come to power.

They all understand that the next person will only be shrouded by A-Yao's light, because the aftermath in everyone's ears is still the song "Unparalleled in the World".

For a moment, the scene was very embarrassing.

Tianyin Sect Leader Lan Yin hesitated for a moment, and was about to go to the round field to see which one could come out, but a figure slowly walked up from the stage.

When she saw this person, Lan Yin immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He actually came back, and just now I heard the eldest disciple Kang Ying report on steamed buns for some reason, and suddenly left, which scared her.

With Song Ren's return, the audience suddenly cheered loudly.

At this time, only this steamed bun can calm the audience.

Now it depends on what you do, as the person who wrote "Unparalleled in the World", whether you can surpass it, if you can't surpass it, it's too much of a slap in the face.

When she saw Song Ren's reappearance, a smile slowly appeared on A-Yao's face, who returned to her seat, and she sent a message through Tiandi.com: "What happened to you just now, what happened?"

After sending it, he pointed to the top of his head.

Song Ren understood, and when his divine sense entered and looked, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't reply to any messages, and he didn't plan to sing "Sigh" in "The Legend of Sword and Fairy I", which he had rehearsed for a long time and prepared.

Song Ren looked around, and with a wave of his hand, the piano in the ring suddenly appeared on the stage, which immediately provoked many musicians to immediately stretch their necks to look.

On the Internet, they have all seen the "Autumn Thoughts" played by Mantou, and they are extremely curious about the piano that can produce such a crisp and changeable piano, and even probe in all directions, but they have never heard of this instrument, and they don't know what his structure is.

Now there's finally a chance to see the face.

Does he want to play the song "Autumn Thoughts"?

The audience fell silent again, Song Ren touched the piano, his tentacles were cold, he thought about it, smiled, and then faced the audience.

"The next piano piece is called "Kikujiro's Summer", as for who Kikujiro is, you should be the one who accompanied you that summer."

"Kikujiro's Summer", this is a cheerful and relaxed piano song, even if you were depressed before, playing this movement, you will feel much better.

Song Ren, who had an improvised idea, did not play it to everyone, but to Su Youwei.

He and Su Youwei also met in the summer of this year, eating sugar cane, riding a donkey, looking at the broken grass house in front of him, she was a person who stepped forward to talk to him.

In fact, he didn't know that when he was buying sugar cane, the girl was behind him, watching him fool other people's sugar cane, and he also took a donkey with him.

There is no great hurdle in the world, it is not easy to live a life, maybe you have been suffering for half a year, today, be happy.

Song Ren sat down, closed his eyes, moved his fingertips, looked at the black and white keys, and put his hand on them......