1923 Women's Clothing Boss (98)
The host and Zhuo Lie's seats are not far forward, even if she is very popular in the circle now, but in terms of seniority, she can only sit in the back.
This is also just right, in line with Zhuo Lie's heart. From time to time, the two leaned their heads together and talked softly, without attracting attention.
And when the fans saw that they were so good, they all shouted that they didn't eat the dog food, and at the same time took screenshots frantically, asking the program team to shoot more shots of the two.
Halfway through the show.
The host Qiao Liwen's smile is meaningful, she is wearing a beige dress, simple and elegant. She has been hosting this show for ten consecutive years, and she can be regarded as a well-known host in the circle.
"The next award to be presented is an actor who has recently become popular in the entertainment industry, her acting skills are amazing, and she can be called plastic surgery. So, who is she? ”
Qiao Liwen sold a pass, but many people's eyes suddenly focused on Su Kui, which can be called plastic surgery-like acting skills, what is more rebellious than a woman playing a man, and as a result, it is more rebellious to provoke the hearts of batches of girls?
Zhuo Lie raised his eyebrows and quietly asked Su Kui, "Is that you?" ”
Su Kui didn't say a word, and gave him a guessing expression, and sure enough, Zhuo Lie snorted coldly, "Don't say it," but his heart jumped with joy, as if he had won an award.
"Won't you know later? Okay, wait for me, I'll go to the bathroom and I'll be right back. ”
Zhuo Lie waved his hand, "Go and come back quickly," a pair of eyes stared at the stage tightly, waiting for Qiao Liwen's announcement.
To everyone's disappointment, she did not reveal the winner, but put her index finger to her lips and whispered, "However, before the announcement, there is an actor who wants to write a song for her lover on this stage, so let's listen quietly first, shall we?" ”
She smiled and gracefully lifted her skirt and walked off the stage, leaving the stage for the singing actor.
The audience burst into applause.
Zhuo Lie looked at the stage that suddenly darkened, and suddenly felt his heart beating violently, he pressed it, why?
The scene was quiet, and even the audience watching the live broadcast couldn't help but breathe frequently, who is it? Who the hell is it? So mysterious?
As if to cater to their mood, in the dark light, a heartbeat sounded.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
Then, the stage suddenly refracted a pillar of light from above, hitting the piano and the man sitting on it.
"Wow-"
There was an uproar at the scene, that person, was Mo Qingfeng?
Everyone was still puzzled, but Zhuo Lie suddenly stood up, his eyes fell on the man, reluctant to blink. Of course it was her, he knew it all too well.
The soothing sound of the piano poured out from between her hands, and there was silence around her, except for a pillar of light overhead, as if she was the only one left in heaven and earth.
The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her languid tone was always her voice, "This song, for my dear, thank you for his companionship and love-"
The words fell, and the lips opened.
"The sun was slowly rising
When the sun scorches the earth
Such as the first rain in August
It's you—"
Zhuo Lie's eyes were slightly red, and he clasped his hands together, constantly rubbing the simple plain silver ring on his ring finger.
"A cloud passes through the sky
Suddenly, he fell to the bottom of his heart
Another journey begins
Meet at the point where you meet
Bow your head and kiss memories
Sing softly
Like a tail feather caress from the bottom of my heart
Migration on the stave
It's you—"
The scene was silent, and they were all attracted by the tenderness in this seemingly shallow murmur, but in fact, the singing.
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