In the city, Tianshi Stadium.

The fog is still thick, and the sunset that is about to fall is even more powerless to sprinkle the streamer, which is soft and tired.

But on the contrary, in the stadium at the moment, there is a lot of people and the atmosphere is very warm.

The city is known to be hosting a prestigious concert here.

In addition to the big-name singers, movie stars, and hosts who warmed up the audience, there was actually only one person who was the protagonist of the whole concert.

It is Xiao Yu, who rises like a comet, attracts thousands of music fans, and is known as the "Tianyin Person".

During the field, as he took the stage, the audience cheered.

Xiao Yu saluted lightly, his expression was natural, but he was sincere and solemn.

His kind smile, confident and modest, coupled with long black hair, fair as jade, and flawless face, when these were captured by the big screen, close-up HD, and played back in the sky, the fans were fascinated, shouting and screaming in unison, like a howling wind, and the momentum soared into the sky.

But Xiao Yu was not affected at all, and the Quartet saluted, although he didn't say much, but his sincere gaze was still moving around, and the magnified video screen hit the hearts of all viewers, and he was even more infatuated.

Xiao Yu is sincere, he has never enjoyed the taste of being sought after by such thousands of people, but the more sought after, the more humble he becomes, because he feels guilty, and he doesn't know if these people will lose anything because of his actions in the future.

However, my heart is determined and I will not move forward.

At this time of return, we must do our best to repay the love.

Xiao Yu walked to the piano and sat down in style.

The stage lights are fading.

The fans of the audience were quiet.

Suddenly, several beams of silver light converged on his body. The surroundings are dim, and under the cover of the central focus, Xiao Yu's extraordinary temperament, like a pure and sacred existence, quietly exudes a soothing light......

"Ding Ding Dong Dong-"

A fast and rapid melody suddenly attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

They were all listening intently, and the audience was silent.

The opening is Xiao Yu, the most well-known famous song. This unnamed piano piece, eventually known as "Coming Out of Nowhere", has by far the most intoxicating and crazy melody among music fans.

Now, Xiao Yu on the stage has changed the soothing prelude, and soon entered the rhythmic jumping part, such as the golden snake dancing, the rhythm is distinct, and soon the listeners in the audience are excited and full of passion.

At the back, all the listeners, while waving glow sticks, writhed involuntarily, and their minds were beyond the control of their consciousness, as if they had come to a dance arena of bliss and joy.

Joy, excitement, as the melody continues, brews.

Everyone, consciously or unconsciously, is ready to listen, and the last burst of crazy rhythm is like accumulating pleasure, reaching the limit, waiting to be released.

However, Xiao Yu did not let everyone get his wish, and in the end, he made another change, using a soothing and melodious rhythm to calm down the emotions of music fans.

The end is faint, but the aftermath lingers for a long time.

The boiling emotions subsided in this way, and there was always a dissatisfaction that was not up to the pleasure, and they were eager to try.

"You don't have to start to finish...... There are also new pieces of music that need your company. Xiao Yu stood up, and his gentle voice resounded in every corner.

Everyone in the audience came back to their senses, applauding and screaming, looking forward to it.

Ignoring the almost scrapped piano, Xiao Yu walked to the side of the stage, took the long flute sent by the host, and said leisurely: "Next, please enjoy the new song, "The Reincarnation of a Thousand Generations." ”

And the staff behind the scenes, only then did they find that it seemed that Xiao Yu's microphone had not been turned on! He was in a cold sweat, and he was very surprised, how did Xiao Yu on the stage do it, and the voice was transmitted in such an open space?

I didn't have time to think about it, as Xiao Yu greeted the surroundings again, all the stage art must be concentrated, and strive to interpret the beautiful scene perfectly.

Off the field, it was calm again.

The flute voice is low and tactful.

It seems to have a slightly melancholy tone, so that the listener can enjoy the excited senses and feel the calm sadness again.

Unlike ordinary people who need to use skills to ventilate from time to time, Xiao Yu controls the sound of the flute, as if he is constantly breathing, like a song and a complaint, never letting the listener have any moments of withdrawal.

With the melodious and soothing tune, everyone seems to feel the breeze blowing, there are years of shuttle, reminiscing about the past, precipitating thoughts, the winter night, trickling tears, floating clouds, melancholy and entangled......

Clear, profound, and dotted with an inextricable complex.

Thousands of turns, inexhaustible complaints, inexhaustible love.

When the listener's mood lingers, the sound of the flute turns again, becoming majestic and clear.

This is a high-pitched note that is difficult to control, but in Xiao Yu's relaxed performance, he did his best to embrace the vastness of the world, look forward to the future, be ambitious, and stir his mind.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are shu, it seems that on the other side of the sky, someone is holding hands, running forward, brushing away the entanglement of delicate flower branches, to interpret the wild dream in the heart.

The thick fog of the night sky, as if dulled in the rhythm, has a soft moonlight, replacing the sunset and becoming the protagonist of the sky.

A song ends, and it ends in a breath.

Xiao Yu's interpretation made the listeners feel as if they had experienced the twists and turns of a hundred generations, and they were speechless for a long time.

Gently putting down the flute, Xiao Yu took the violin again.

"Below, is the ...... of "Dream Man" His whisper, in everyone's ears, like relatives and friends talking, cordial and natural.

The listeners were already intoxicated, and most of them nodded slightly, as if in response.

The light and beautiful tune, rising slowly, seems to pluck the heartstrings instead of plucking the strings.

Slowly, everyone in the audience seemed to feel that they were in the sky of the nine heavens, enjoying the moisture of wind and rain, sometimes unrestrained, sometimes lingering, sometimes agitated, sometimes gentle......

The melodious sound of the piano pours out, like nine days falling, with the upside-down waterfall, flowing into the lingering stream, drifting and wandering.

Suddenly, the bow beat on the strings, and the sound screeched like a rainstorm, and the lightning and thunder made the listener tremble and panic.

After a moment, it was a murmuring stream, gently soothing, as if returning to home and being safely cared for.

Sweet dreams, nightmares, horrors, sweetness, attachment......

Listen, that's the sound of a rush of running?

No, it was a horse galloping on the endless meadows;

It was a whirring and powerful wind;

It was a soft, refreshing and charming rain......

One song after another, Xiao Yu shocked the souls of music fans with unimaginable performances.

The applause and cheers are no longer as warm as the opening one, not because the listeners are not wonderful, but because they are immersed in one after another, and it is difficult to escape from the illusion.

Time passed slowly, and Xiao Yu used all kinds of musical instruments to weave a very different musical dreamland.

With the last pipa out of his hand, Xiao Yu got up and walked to the stage.

Most of the people in the audience have not yet returned to their senses.

The sound of the strings like a cry still makes them taste the mysterious and distant thoughts.