'If you are shallow, you can't go on like this. This time, perhaps, is your only or last chance. Thinking about it, Qian Ruoli raised her head and looked at the stage illuminated by the light, and her eyes behind the mask were full of determination again.

"Okay, now we have the next contestant on the stage, No. 38!" The host drew everyone's attention to the players who were about to play.

Qian Ruoli and An Zimo glanced at each other and walked on stage together.

"Introduce yourself." Ning Yuyu, who was sitting in the center, said.

"My name, shallow. Three. ”

Looking ahead, he felt countless eyes projected in an instant, and his right foot couldn't help but take a step back.

"Well, I'm her partner......" An Zimo didn't report his name, and then quickly glanced at the judges.

I saw Jiang Youli in the judges' seat looking at him deliberately, and her gaze paused for a few seconds.

"Combo?" A slightly chubby man sitting on the right side of the judges' bench asked

"Uh...... At last. An Zimo replied hesitantly. Seriously, now standing on the stage and seeing the teachers he knows in the judges' seat, he has a sense of worry and regret, after all, he is already a student of the academy, and if he is discovered, it may be difficult to explain, and the worst result may be harmful.

Subconsciously looked at Ruoli on the side, even through the mask, he could feel that she was still the same demeanor as on weekdays, but at this moment, she exuded a kind of ...... that he had never felt Fear?

Thinking of this word, An Zimo immediately shook his head, who is Qianruoli? How is it possible to be next to this word?

"So, start your show when you're ready?" Ning Yuyu, who was sitting in the center, said, "May I ask what your song is?" ”

“……”

Seeing that Qian Ruoli didn't answer, An Zimo gently touched her with his elbow.

She came back to her senses and hid the panic in her eyes.

In a trance, she saw Qi Luoxuan, who was sitting in the audience at this moment.

He didn't make any movements, just looked at her with a believing look and a smile.

Looking at him, feeling the temperature in his hands, flowing down the blood flow through his heart and through his whole body, his body that wanted to tremble was warm, and his panicked heart gradually calmed down......

She closed her eyes, trying not to think about what had happened.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and his eyes were still well understood, and he looked ahead, and said, "Day, Night"

Hearing the title of the song, the judges all looked at each other with doubts and inquiries in their eyes.

It was still Ning Yuyu who said: "This song is your own original?" ”

"Yes." There is no answer to the temperature.

Ning Yuyu paused and said, "Okay, please start." ”

Ruoli and An Zimo walked to the chair, picked up the guitar, sat down, and looked at each other.

That's when everyone noticed that their guitars were special, but no one asked at the moment.

Shallow Ruoli waited for An Zimo's nod.

"Hmm." She heard his voice.

The lights in the auditorium went out, and the scene gradually fell silent.

Shallow Ruoli closed his eyes. Take a deep breath secretly.

"Now, I just want to sing for you." Shallow Ruoli thought.

The hand gently plucks the strings, and the music begins.

Under the light, a woman with long black hair and a pure silver mask sat sideways on a half-height chair, her slender left leg resting naturally on her right leg, and her white fingers plucked the unique two strings.

A man in a white shirt and black slim-fitting trousers sits beside the woman, echoing the woman's music with only two strings. No, not to go along with it, it's to cooperate. It's not an accompaniment to the music, but the two of them are playing with two guitars, four strings, and two hands staggered, blending with each other. They were assigning a melody that should have been done by only one person to two people.

Close your eyes and you'll only have an image of someone playing in your head.

It's special.

There was silence off the pitch.

With the prelude of leisure, the girl slowly opened her lips:

"The sun

fell;

lamplight

extinguished;

night

Here it comes......

……

sun

did not rise;

lamplight

There is no light up;

early morning

No...... Here it comes.

……

Everything I thought was still there......"

A deep voice swirled through the hall, slowly drifting into everyone's ears with every word. The lyrics are very simple, and the tune is not complicated, but it is this voice, this emotion without a reason, that makes people can't help but be engaged, and then low.

Everyone looked at her singing, but they didn't dare to look straight ahead, it was strange that she had a feeling that she was not in the same world as everyone else.

When the singing is over, if you leave the last note.

It's still quiet off the field.

The woman who sang remained in a playing position, her eyes closed, and no one noticed a drop of crystal light running down her cheek from the corner of her eye.

[Xiaoli himself is a fan of Hua Chenyu, so some of the lyrics I wrote here are very simple, because I like the kind of songs that are simple and short, and have deep feelings. And come to think of it, Xiaoli feels that if you are shallow, it should also be this style. ］