They hadn't heard the melody, they hadn't heard the song!!

"This is written by Qingqing herself!" Yao Shuangshuang exclaimed in surprise, "When did she write it?" How did I not know? ”

Ruan Heng is also an expert in writing lyrics and composing music by himself, but this melody, he asked himself, he can't write it.

The highest level of melody is to move people's hearts.

So he usually writes tunes, always looking for some hot songs of the same type, cutting a paragraph here, a paragraph there, and then cutting and patching it together to create a feeling that sounds very familiar and nostalgic.

But Xia Qing's song, obviously, is different from him.

He couldn't hear any of the music.

But the tip of his nose is getting more and more sour, and he wants to cry.

Ruan Heng, who only loves himself, was so moved that he wanted to cry, not to mention the audience with clear five senses in the audience, who were already crying with tears in their eyes at the moment.

It's not howling and crying, it's not one or two tears that are deliberately brewed and squeezed out, but listening and listening, invisibly, the tears slowly flowed down.

or hooked up a sad past, or recalled a certain nostalgic past.

But this melody is just a small beginning, Xia Qingying's lips opened, and the lyrics she sang were even more amazing.

"It's like a dream, but it's just a drunk. The past is like smoke, but a finger ......"

In these years, everyone is inclined to kill Matt, as well as foreign songs, all kinds of fast songs and powerful songs, but ignore the ancient rhyme and culture of China.

Ancient songs can be said to be very rare.

It is not noticed, and it is difficult to write, which requires a strong cultural background of the lyricist.

But Xia Qing knows that as long as everyone understands the beauty of ancient songs, they will love more and more and become more and more addicted.

This is why more and more people like Hanfu and even wear it on the street.

The glitz is gone, and it is back to basics.

Xia Qing has been thinking about this song for a while, and she always feels that something is missing.

Now, Aunt Jiang's dying and Master's affectionate waiting have given her enlightenment.

It was like the finishing touch, and she understood it thoroughly.

"Listen, Qingqing is singing our story." Jiang Liutong's body slid down, unable to support it, so he could only half-lean into Deng Yuan's arms, squinting at Xia Qing on the screen.

As soon as she heard it, she heard it.

In the future, Xia Qing will be her and Deng Yuan's goddaughter, and Deng Yuan's unrealized music dream for her can be continued in Qingqing.

However, she recognizes Xia Qing as her goddaughter, and there is another layer of consideration.

Qingqing and Si Muqing are engaged, in fact, there are still many people in the political sector who have gossip to talk about, always saying that Xia Qing's family background is not worthy of Si Muqing, and is not worthy of Si Muqing's family.

Qingqing's mother's family is a little thinner, and that's not her fault.

But from now on, she is Deng Yuan's goddaughter, and with Deng Yuan as her backing, there will be less and less gossip.

At the time of life and death, Jiang Liutong was still thinking about Xia Qing.

"Deng Yuan, I'm so sleepy, so cold, I want to sleep......"

Jiang Liutong stared persistently at Xia Qing who was playing and singing on the screen, her eyes were full of pity, but her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

"But I want to think about it...... Listen to this song to the end. ”

Deng Yuan held back her tears, she went crazy, and clenched her hand more and more, and the whole person was shaking violently because of the tension.

His lips were bitten out by him, and the blood clotted and was bitten open by him, and so on.

"I'll listen to it with you."

"Hmm." The breath is getting weaker and weaker.