"Sister, come on!!" Lin Jiu shouted loudly and blew a loud whistle.

Su Mu sat in his seat, raised his head, and looked towards the left side of the stage with a pair of dark and deep eyes.

After a while, I saw Su Xiaoli wearing a white floor-length skirt and carrying a violin in his hand, curling onto the stage.

Jiang Yifan was wearing a black suit with a white shirt, and followed behind her unhurriedly,

Su Xiaoli walked to the center of the stage and stood still, and Jiang Yifan also walked to the piano he was about to play and stood still.

The two of them bowed their heads to the audience under the stage, and then Jiang Yifan sat down in front of the piano, while Su Xiaoli set up his violin unhurriedly.

A melodious piano music sounded, and the familiar and gentle prelude began to echo in the air of the studio.

Su Mu looked at Su Xiaoli standing on the stage, she was slightly closing her eyes and listening to Jiang Yifan's piano.

A beam of light struck her, casting a bright halo around her.

Her long black hair was tied into a cute ball head at random, a few strands of playful hair hung down slightly next to her ears, and under the light, her fair and pink little face looked exceptionally crystal clear, and her skin seemed to be a transparent piece of mutton fat jade.

Her eyes were gently closed, her long, curly eyelashes were like two tiny fans, casting a faint shadow on the sockets, the bridge of her nose was upturned, and her ruddy mouth looked like a fresh cherry.

She was wearing a long white dress, there was a thin layer of light gauze on the outside of the skirt, the white smoke on the stage floated on the ground, and even the white gauze on her skirt swayed gently, and her skirt was inlaid with some shiny rhinestones, and when the light shone, it was like countless crystals, brilliant and clear.

With the gradual sound of piano music, Su Xiaoli slowly opened her eyes, and at that moment, the brilliance in her eyes was dazzling.

Her slender fingers grasped the bow, her wrists turned slightly, and the sound of flying music burst out of the cocoon of the violin strings and swirled over the studio with the sound of the piano.

The melodious music, the elegant melody, the surging emotions and faint sadness in the beauty, as if the rebirth after despair, blooming with infinite enthusiasm for life.

Su Mu looked at Su Xiaoli on the stage intently, and he didn't know why, but a few words inexplicably appeared in his mind:

Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons.

There is a girl in my family who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir and is unknown.

It's hard to give up on being born beautiful, and once ...... Ahem, forget about it later......

It is used to describe Su Xiaoli at this moment, which is very suitable.

When the song ended, there was silence in the studio, and after a while, the audience burst into applause.

Su Xiaoli stood on the stage with his violin, turned his head, pursed his lips at the audience, and smiled shallowly.

At that moment, it made people have the illusion of "looking back and smiling".

"Brother Mu, hurry, why are you still stunned?? Someone has gone up to send flowers, let's hurry up!! Lin Jiu sat next to Su Mu, reached out and pushed his arm hard, and said with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

Su Mu came back to his senses, glanced at the stage, and sure enough, someone was already holding the bouquet prepared by the organizer and walked towards Su Xiaoli.