Chapter 167 (1/2)

No one can imagine that he will be conquered by the sound of a piano in his lifetime.

The sound of communication and discussion is gone. They are afraid of disturbing the artistic conception of the piano.

The movement of eating snacks stopped, and they were afraid of blaspheming the scene.

All of us close our eyes and listen to the melody in our soul.

”Tomorrow, will you think of the diary you wrote yesterday? Will you still remember the one you used to cry the most...”

Ye Hongyi opened his voice, the guitar in Mu Pingping's hand, bass in Sun Ying's hand, and the flute in Zhang Tiesong's hand sounded at the same time.

Different voices create a beautiful and sad picture on the stage.

Almost everyone has experienced the student time, has fantasized about the green and astringent love.

This chorus song, in an instant, brings everyone back to that ignorant age, and makes them relive the palpitation and sadness.

Tears can't stop flowing out, suppressed sobs come and go.

”Who married the sentimental you, comforted you who cried, who coiled up your long hair, who made you a wedding dress.”

With the four people's perfect quadruple chorus, a piece of ”you at the same table” came to an end.

Thunderous applause!

All the men and women, old and young, stood up with tears in their eyes and clapped for the song from the bottom of their hearts!

Applause for the perfect four on stage!

In particular, Yehong, a pianist, has been watched with affection by countless young girls.

They have never found that people who play the piano can be so charming!

In a corner of class 18 in senior one, Zhang Xuewei wiped her tears on her face and bit her lips shyly: ”are you at the same table singing to me...”

the irascible elder brother just now wiped tears with a tissue: ”really fragrant! Pooh! That's good! ”

”Ding! Complete a thousand people's chorus, music ability + 5! ”

Night Hong with the rest of the three people, to the court slightly bow, then ready to go back to the backstage.

”One more song!”