No one dared to stop him from doing this, because he sat on the stage and had a particularly unique momentum.

As soon as he opened his mouth, no one dared to refute.

"Wow, blahh—"

I saw his slender fingertips flying on the keys, and a completely different style resounded throughout the concert.

For some reason, when Chu Nian heard this song, the scene of her first encounter with him came to mind.

It's as if this song was written by him specifically for the two of them.

And the truth is that it is the same......

Chu Nian closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a faint streamer flashed between his eyebrows.

This piece is different from "Empty Dream", it is a song that flows through the water.

Like a lazy afternoon, the sun shines warmly on the two of them through the window.

The boy had coffee in his hand and watched the girl sit in front of the easel and draw.

The room is filled with classical and relaxing tunes, and the air is filled with the faint scent of gardenias.

Hatsumi can fully feel this warm atmosphere......

He actually wrote a song for her, and without her knowing, he played it in front of everyone.

The crowd in the audience was skeptical at first, but after listening to the whole song, they completely integrated themselves into it.

It is as if the whole body is relaxed, and you can feel the quiet atmosphere as if you were there.

"Whew-stare at-"

Changyin relieved the siege, Chu Nian hurriedly ran to the stage, and the moment he stepped up the steps, Jiang Liangchen had already gotten up.

The moment she rushed to him, he hugged her steadily.

"Wow-"

There was a commotion, and everyone even took out their mobile phones to take pictures of them.

Chu Nian buried his head deep in his arms and carefully took his hand.

The palm was sticky, and there must have been a lot of blood.

He's probably like that, he doesn't care about his injuries and his bleeding.

But she cares......

I care a lot, I care.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Liangchen gently touched her head with the back of his hand and said, "Suddenly ran up." ”

His voice was gentle, gentle with a hint of pampering.

Chu Nian didn't answer, his cheeks flushed slightly, but he buried his head deeper.

Just when everyone was still immersed in Jiang Liangchen's piano performance, a familiar and sharp girl sounded again.

"How well does the piano play? This kind of person who does not respect his predecessors and does not respect the great god can have education. Tang Yuan rushed out of that dark corner and shouted at the stage.

Yes! She is just shouting, and it is not an exaggeration to use the word scream.

Her head seemed to be watered by unknown blood, and when everyone shouted and cheered for Jiang Liangchen, she wanted to stand up and destroy him.

Because only by destroying Jiang Liangchen can Yan Meijing be ruined.

"Eh, I said you're annoying?" The girl sitting in the first row in sportswear said: "Where are you talking from beginning to end, what is Jiang Xiaocao's piano attainment, is it your turn?" ”

Tang Yuan gritted her teeth and stabilized her emotions and said, "You are right, some things are indeed not my turn to say." But isn't respecting our predecessors what those of us who love music should do? Jiang Liangchen said that the song "Empty Dream" is not difficult, isn't it disrespecting the god of Simu? ”

Probably because Tang Yuan said it too quickly, the people present did not shake their senses.

The words were sonorous and powerful, as if they were going to push Jiang Liangchen into the abyss of hell.

It's a pity that she doesn't know that Jiang Liangchen may be a god from hell himself.