Countless eyes from the audience stared at us hotly!

The special effects on the stage have also reached the extreme, the withered yellow leaves are drifting, the bleak autumn wind is blowing, and the mottled city walls are standing!

At this moment, it seems that time has stood still, and everyone has returned to the parting era when this fireworks are easy to cold and sung!

Under the spotlight, He Xiaonuan's three daughters didn't know when they had bare little feet, blue waist-length, long hair flying, and lightly opened vermilion-lips, which were as wonderful as larks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the eyes of the audience, it is like white skin walking in the ruined city, which is shocking and shocking, but it is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it!

They all held their breath, for fear of breaking this sad singing picture!

In the crowd, the baby group looked at this scene coldly.

Originally, they were ready to see She's appearance, and they didn't think that at a critical moment, they really helped the guests to sing for them!

The most infuriating thing is that the singing ...... It's still so deep in the bones!

The two of them were so angry that their big red lips bit out the blood angrily, and their faces became more and more pale, "Hmph, these cheap women! Find such an unknown guest, they still have to be beaten back to their original form!"

Qin Chuan, who had been staring at the stage obscenely, stopped, frowning and looking at the stage suspiciously, muttering to himself in his heart, hey, who is the man wearing the mask?

How do you hear a sound that feels familiar?

As the focus of the audience, me and the three daughters, at this moment, are still concentrating and immersed in the story we created.

I sat on the steps, not moving at all, quietly playing the flute, and my voice hoarse.

The slender fingertips constantly move between the flute holes, creating a series of melodies that rise and fall.

One, two, artificial snowflakes began to gradually fall on the stage, and a white mist wind blew around.

It's as if the mechanical stage is infected by the atmosphere, so the snow responds to us.

The goose-featherlike snowflakes slapped on my body, and under the illumination of the light, although I was masked, my stable and calm figure, the black seed had a little red hair color, a broad mind, and a simple long shirt were matched together, showing the feeling of ......

Not only does it look like a prince in a fairy tale, but it is also more like this firework is easy to cold, the general himself who led the troops to the battle!

Mysterious, and exciting!

In this era of looking at the face and looking at the temperament, this temperament, some girls couldn't help it, the deer screamed and applauded, shouting at the top of their voices, handsome, so handsome!"

"Fireworks are easy to cold, and personnel are easy to separate

And you're asking, am I still serious

Thousands of years later, the love of the world is deep, and what is still waiting

If you are following, you have passed through the door in your previous life, followed the red dust, and followed me for a lifetime......"

And I, deep in love, completely integrated into the first life of the battle, bleak, obsessed, all emotions have climbed to the peak!

The figure of the flute singing, lonely and lonely!

In the body, listening to my whisper and singing, my senior sister's thin soul body trembled again and again, gritted her teeth and lowered her eyes, looking at the picture she had drawn in front of the thousand-year-old corpse before, with a complicated expression.

"I ...... In my previous life, was it called Yan'er?"

"Where is Jiuli, why does my heart ache when I hear about this place?"

"Senior brother, did you come back after leading the troops to the expedition at that time? I don't want you to quarrel with the two giant crocodiles of the human race, I just want to stay with you in peace and stability......

The ghost tears, which were as bright as pearls, fell from the face of my senior sister Bing Qing and jade to my heart, stirring up layers of ripples.

Sad spring and sad autumn, deep into the bone marrow.

Right now, singing to the most emotional high-rise place, the rich and incisive feelings, everyone can hear it, only if you have really experienced the kind of farewell, the pain of life and death, can you interpret it so perfectly!

"Sister Yun, the big hooligan is so bad, I want to cry when he sings......"

Under the stage, Xiao Ping's chest opened his mouth, only to find that his throat had already choked, and he whimpered and threw himself into Lin Yun's arms, the tip of his nose twitching.

She couldn't help but think of it again, once I sang the same sad song on the top ten singers of Beijing University.

Who is it that makes the big hooligan who is usually ruffian and ruffian reveal such a heart-wrenching side twice?

In her stubborn and somewhat arrogant heart, in addition to feeling the same feelings, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"Brother Gu is very strong and brave, he has a lot of stories, a lot of melancholy thoughts, in order not to worry us, he buried himself in his heart......"

Lin Yun's eyes were also red, her quiet face was full of crystal tears, gently stroked Tang Xinyou's back to comfort her, and looked at me from a distance, becoming more and more gentle and affectionate.

How can this strong man not be impressed?

Most of the girls are more sensitive and easily touched, in addition to Lin Yun and Tang Xinyou, there are also many girls with big tickets at the scene, who are emotionally up and down, sobbing quietly and tears, even some boys can't control it, clenched their fists, and the corners of their eyes are red!

Of course, the most emotional thing is myself.

smiled slightly bitterly in my heart, good guy, brother, this is the rhythm of getting old, come and sing a song, and fall into it!

Packing up my emotions, my mind moved, and I took advantage of the moment when I was full of feelings, put away my flute, and slowly walked to He Xiaonuan's three daughters.

Behind us, the shattered, moss-strewn gates of the city were open on the big screen.

"The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

It is us that fate takes root

Listen to the sound of rain in Garan Temple, look forward to eternal ......"

I kept my voice to the lowest level, setting off the perfect high court for the three girls to perform at the end.

Hold up a big oil-paper umbrella to block the snowflakes flying in the sky, and take them slowly towards the withered city......

In an instant, the accompaniment stopped.

The singing came to an abrupt end.

The only snowflakes are still drifting away, and on the big screen, the background effects that haven't had time to be removed yet.

In essence, the three of us actually got off the stage, but in the eyes of the audience, it was as if we had really returned to the mottled ancient city, looking for the general and the stunning girl waiting for her......

"Oh my God! It's so cool, it's perfect! It's definitely the best performance of a music star in recent years!"

"The supporting guests and the SHE group are full of tacit understanding, and the cooperation is seamless, I feel like I'm listening to a song, and it's like watching a movie!"

"Ahh

"No, no, no, the singing is so good, what kind of Raush \'baby' combination is there, the old lady's tears are flowing, woo, the corners of my eyes that I just had plastic surgery are going to collapse!"

At the end of the song, after a long period of silence, the crowd of black oppressors erupted in thunderous applause! )