Song Mian's thoughts of the master and servant, Yun Xiangxiang naturally didn't know.

At this moment, she was at the scene of the concert, standing under the stage and looking at Xue Yu on the stage, his voice was very distinctive.

It can be tender like water, it can be the vicissitudes of time, and it can be enthusiastic.

The drums of war are beating, and the white bones of the long rainbow run through the sun

The mountains and rivers are broken, and the wind and rain are about to come and the city is to be destroyed

Stuffed with rouge and a drop of daughter's tears

The desert is lonely and winds blow through the cold wind all year round

A military uniform accompanied by a glass of turbid wine

The three armies laughed against each other, and a few people could return

Ask who the hero is

……

This song "Ask the Hero" is a song written and composed by Xue Yu in a movie.

Opening the voice is the climax, from high to low, from hot blood to tenderness, the iron-blooded tenderness, and the sadness of the ancient border soldiers are sung vividly.

The phrase 'ask who the hero is' can really make people with low tears cry.

Yun Xiangxiang liked it very much, and she couldn't help but sing along with Xue Yu's rhythm.

After unconsciously finishing the singing, the scene was silent, and then sharp cries and shouts broke out.

The concert reached its climax, and the next song was "Poem of the Black Swan".

After Xue Yu and He Wei deliberately negotiated with all parties, they put this song in the best time.

At this time, the concert was aroused by "Ask the Hero" and aroused the emotions of the fans.

"I'm singing alone, but it's not enjoyable." Xue Yu's voice sounded on the stage, "I also specially invited a voice of heaven today to help me, you all know who it is, right?" Come, let's shout her name! ”

"Think about the clouds, think about the clouds, think about the clouds—"

The calls from the audience made Yun think about it inexplicably with a sense of joy that was expected by everyone.

"Okay, then my sister and I will bring you a poem "Black Swan Poem".

In the midst of cheers, screams, and applause, the lights on the stage disappeared completely, and Yun Xiangxiang took advantage of this time to go on the stage, posing in the designated position, and the beautiful piano sound sounded first.

A beam of light hit Yun Xiangxiang's body, she wore a black tutu and began to dance to the sound of Xue Yu's piano.

Her hands change in gentle, soothing, graceful stretches.

After making a movement to spread his wings in the wind, Xue Yu's singing voice sounded:

An angel who fell into the mortal world

Who sees through her dancing

Fly over the sin discrimination

Please read her gestures

The stage was soaked with blood and tears

……

Immediately after that, Yun Xiang thought of a one-legged graceful spin, just looking back, his eyes were deep and stubborn facing the audience, and then the melody was followed:

An angel with broken wings

Who remembers her name

Bloom youth stubbornness

Please see her clearly

Black and white embraced each other

……

Yun Xiangxiang started singing, which attracted a large number of screams.

She wore a relatively thick stage makeup today, her eyeliner was very thick, and her silver eyeshadow shimmered fluorescently.

The corner of the eye on the left is dotted with black swan feathers, and a few rhinestones are pasted on the edge, and the dream-like clear eyes under the light are firm and unyielding.

When she danced, it was as if this song was sung by a stubborn woman like her who refused to admit defeat.

Just like the emotions expressed in the song, she uses all her strength to release the beauty of life to stick to her dreams.

She was convinced that she could wait for the light of dawn after the darkness.

Obviously, this song, such a slump, but it makes people's blood start to boil when they listen to it, making them want to scream crazy.

Finally they sang in chorus

The poem of the black swan is the most beautiful persistence (it is the wings of dreams)

After the song, many audience members stood up and applauded fiercely, and the thunderous applause drowned out the entire concert.

I didn't buy tickets for the concert, and those who could only watch the live broadcast also howled wolf one by one.

[Ahhh

[I went to the playground to run 20 laps to calm down]

[Why do I cry when I hear it?]

[I recorded it and set it to various ringtones]

At this time, Song An silently handed the handkerchief to the master.

Master Song took it over and wiped his tears: "How much suffering do you say this little girl has suffered?" will sing so sadly. ”

Song Anke couldn't answer this, he checked all the information of Yun Xiangxiang, although Yun Xiangxiang was not a daughter, but it was also a happy and simple family, and his parents were open-minded and loving, and he didn't know how to sing this feeling.

Yun thought about the experience, and his own master also knew, but he was still deceived into tears.

Song An couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, he couldn't move, and if he was a little different, it hurt like something.

"Ouch, my heart hurts." Master Song leaned back, his fists pounding his chest.

The corners of Song An's lips twitched, but he still took out the phone and called Song Mian, and after Song Mian answered the phone, he handed it to the master.

"Father?" Song Mian's voice came.

"My heart aches." Master Song spoke bluntly.

Song Mian: ......

He wouldn't know about his father's physical condition? He is so healthy that he has to detoxify through bloodletting, he has never seen his father sick when he is so old, and suddenly his heart hurts, and there must be a demon when something goes wrong.

The Song family has the most doctors, and if it is urgent, he will not have the time to call himself, and this voice sounds like a disease-free moan.

"You unfilial son, my heart hurts, do you hear?" Master Song looked at his son and said angrily.

"Oh, and then?" Song Mian's tone was flat.

The old man jumped up angrily and paced back and forth in the room: "I know that it is useless to have a son, it is not intimate at all, if I have a daughter, I will definitely be nervous!" ”

Unexpectedly, Song Mian replied: "I don't mind having a sister, father, it's still too late." ”

"You-" Master Song was so angry that his face turned pale, and he smashed the phone out directly.

Song An reacted quickly and rushed over to catch it, then took the phone and walked to the side and said to Song Mian: "Young master, the master just watched Miss Yun's concert, and I want you to invite Miss Yun to the house again." ”

"I still have a few patients here......"

"I didn't want you to come back!" Master Song snatched the phone and interrupted angrily, "You don't have to come back, make a phone call, say that you are not at home all the year round, let the little girl take your place to come and see Dudu ......"

Before Master Song's words were finished, there was already a busy sound.

Master Song glared at Song An and counted at Song An: "Look at it, look at it, what's the use of raising a stinky boy?" ”

Song An couldn't help but think of his son, who had been by the young master's side since he was a child, and since the young master took power, he had to raise himself even in his dreams and dreams, and nodded with deep sympathy.

The son is the most hated creature in the world.

"Master, do you want me to call Miss Yun?" Song An asked for instructions.

Master Song's face immediately recovered, and he waved his hand: "Don't scare the little girl, lest that stinky boy can't marry a daughter-in-law, and there is just a reason to blame me." ”

He wants to see that lovely little girl, and will never cross his son, although the stinky boy is not filial, but he is a competent father.