Jun Qing under the light, wearing a black dress.

The skirt is almost indistinguishable from the back of the stage, and as she plays the violin, the skirt sways slightly, and the silver silk threads in the fabric flicker slightly, like stars in the night sky.

The girl's long hair was coiled up, her long eyelashes were lowered, and the sound of the piano in her hand was like a complaint.

The bow that glides through the strings seems to be able to pull the deep heart of the heart, the yearning that was once loved.

The audience fell silent and listened quietly.

After the opening violin, Jun gently lowered the violin and approached the earpiece.

"Bai Yueguang, somewhere in my heart

……”

No fancy tricks, no exaggerated transposing, just an ethereal and light voice.

Like a kraken under the moon, chanting and singing.

"The white moonlight shines on both ends of the world,

in the heart, but not beside him.

……”

Music is an echo of the soul, and it is easy to touch the softest places.

It's obviously a very low and shallow voice, but it seems to be demagogic and evoke memories that you don't want to touch.

Who has never had an unattainable white moonlight in their hearts?

Jun's soft voice quieted everyone down.

In the orchestra, Leng Mo, who sat in the front row, played the piano seriously, but he couldn't help but think of the scene of practicing with her in his mind.

On the judges' seat, Mu Jinbai raised the corners of his lips slightly at first and listened carefully.

Listening to this, his brows furrowed, and his eyes also showed a little deep.

In the corner of the auditorium, Emperor Lin leaned over slightly, his elbows propped up on his knees.

Looking at Jun Qing on the stage, the bits and pieces of the two of them in the past ten years flashed in his mind.

The man who has always been iron-blooded was also uncontrollably moved.

His hands were clenched, his brows furrowed, and his gaze was deep.

At the live broadcast site, almost all the audience sank in the sound of Junqing's music.

In the lounge, the players who have finished the game are also listening attentively.

Including Zhou Zhou in the No. 3 lounge, he was also staring at the screen with his eyes on the screen.

Zhao Yiyi naturally didn't need to say much, this girl was originally trembling nervously, but at this moment, she was already excited and burst into tears.

Inside Lounge 2.

The moon hare sat on the sofa, a pair of eyes just staring at the violin in Jun Qing's hand.

The assistant pulled out a band-aid from her bag and carefully wrapped her injured finger: "How could my hand hurt?" ”

"I guess when I got off the stage, I accidentally crossed it, and I didn't pay attention to it."

The moon hare casually perfunctory, and stuffed the armor sharpening knife in his hand back into his makeup bag without revealing a trace.

At this time, Jun Qing had already finished singing for the first time.

The music enters the middle cutscene, and she lifts the violin up her shoulders again, not noticing the subtle crack in the violin's A string.

Offstage, Leng Mo was already ready, the bow crossed the strings, and the cello sound was as deep as the night sea.

The violin is like a bright moonlight, shining through the clouds and spilling over the sea.

Jumping bows, jumping bows......

The sound of the piano is like a dolphin jumping out of the sea, making a melodious howl, and the skillful technique depicts a vibrant night sea under the moon.

This song has reached the key to the adaptation by now.

However, just when Jun Qing was about to pull out the last long tone transposition.

Airplanes!

The broken strings can no longer withstand such high-intensity playing.

With a pitch-shifting note, Jun's fingers that were lightly pressed on the strings suddenly loosened, and the A string on the violin suddenly broke, and the slender strings bounced up and hit her face.

Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, otherwise she would have been injured.

At this time, the photographer just pushed over and gave Jun Qing a close-up of playing the violin.

The high-definition large screen broadcasts this scene live in front of everyone's eyes.

Hearing the pitch-shifting note, Mu Jinbai's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he came back from his contemplation, just in time to see the scene of her strings playing.

String......

Broken?!

The man's back straightened violently.

In fact, he wasn't the only one who noticed this detail.

Almost at the same time, Emperor Lin's heart instantly shrunk into a ball, and he stood up from his seat.

Hearing that the pitch was wrong, he raised his face in cold confusion, and saw at a glance the broken string that was still supporting in mid-air.

The boy's beautiful eyebrows were instantly twisted into Sichuan characters.

Of course, the three of them weren't the only ones who discovered this.

In the lounge, Zhao Yiyi's nervous whole body was trembling.

"Sister Jun, come on, come on!"

How can the strings break at the critical moment?

Before taking the stage, Jun Qing obviously checked it.

In the No. 2 lounge, the assistant of the moon hare also exclaimed: "Mrs. D seems to have broken a string!" ”

"Really!" Yue Yehae squinted her eyes slightly, "Probably she was broken by Zhou Zhou before, and this time, she is going to be miserable by Zhou Zhou." ”

Saying this, her eyes were full of sneers in the eyes that appeared outside the mask.

One string less, how do I see you still pulling?

Diagonally opposite the No. 3 lounge, Zhou Zhou, wearing a black swan mask, stood up from the sofa with a nervous face.

"How can this be, the director team will change the piano for her quickly?"

Directly on the scene, the chief director also saw this scene.

"Quick, help her change the piano!"

As the chief director finished speaking, a staff member rushed over and wanted to take a violin from the orchestra and give it to her.

The staff member had just taken three steps when the violin sound on the stage had already sounded again.

With years of playing the violin skills and experience, Jun Qingqing adjusted the part that should have been done on the A string to the D string and the E string.

Mu Jinbai sat on the chair, leaning forward nervously.

He saw Jun Qing's intentions, the original four-stringed instrument, only three strings remained, and all the violin positions had to be readjusted, could she really do it?

Offstage, Emperor Lin took in the light movements of the gentleman on the stage, and the man's hands hanging by his side were also tightly clenched.

Gently, come on, you can definitely do it!

The audience also quickly noticed this, and everyone sweated for her.

Even a layman understands how difficult this is.

Not only the live audience, but also the audience outside the venue noticed this from the live broadcast.

On the barrage, it was also fried.

[Is the violin breaking a string?] 】

[Impossible, how to pull the string when it is broken]

[Blind, I didn't see a broken string flying]

[, it's really, NB!]

[One A string is missing, our little D is too difficult and unlucky, come on]

[Mrs.D, come on!] 】

……

On the barrage, there was a sound of cheering for Jun Qing.

But a little more than a minute of violin SOLO is tantamount to a century long.

Fortunately, Jun Qing finally gritted his teeth and persevered.

Except for the first few seconds of stunned pause, she has been as steady as Tarzan.

The conductor of the orchestra waved his baton, and the heavy symphony was added to the gorgeous end note of the violin, and Jun spoke softly again, his voice pure and still powerful.

"Whenever I see the white moonlight

Think of your face

……

Love is a faith

Take me back to you

……”