My girl group exploded

Chapter 1768 "Love Song"

The dome above the stage quietly opened.

When the stars outside were dotted in the sky like this, almost everyone let out a cry of surprise.

Although this kind of stage effect is a bit crude compared to many stages of Moonlight Girl.

But the effect is still there, at least it called back many people who were still distracted.

At this time, Wen Yuan walked to the center of the stage and sat down on the steps.

It looked like those girls who would sit down on the side of the road when they were tired from walking.

Now she, whether it is her demeanor or temperament, seems to have returned to her student days.

At this time, an amazing scene happened, and the original stage suddenly opened.

Immediately afterwards, a soft melody sounded from Wen Yuan's body.

The audience was at a loss. Although they didn't know what happened, they understood that the stage was not as simple as they imagined.

Wen Yuan turned on the phone in a panic, and a boy's singing came from it.

Only then did she pick up the microphone and sang almost at the same time as the person on the phone:
［Time is amber tears are locked up drop by drop

No matter how immortal a love letter is, it will be ground into an hourglass
Upstream of youth, white clouds fly away, dogs and seagulls]

When she put down the phone, a tear just fell from the corner of Wen Yuan's eyes.

Seeing this, Su Yin covered her chest and said excitedly:

"Sister Wen Yuan acted well in this part, and I was replaced by her in an instant."

At this moment, Wang Xingrui sighed, and murmured:

"That's because, this is her own story!"

After the curtain was completely opened, everyone could see the whole picture of the stage clearly.

It was a nostalgic old classroom.

On the blackboard, there are traces that the teachers have not wiped off, and a conspicuous countdown to the college entrance examination at the very end.

Wen Yuan turned around and stepped up the steps step by step.

There is a hint of sadness and nostalgia in her singing:
[Flashing thoughts gurgling away

Destiny is so humorous that the loved ones are silent
A whole universe for a red bean]
At this time, many audience members fell silent.

It's not that they think this song is not good, but because Wen Yuan sang it too touchingly.

Almost every listener who heard this seemed to be involuntarily reminded of his own story.

It was a love story about misses, regrets.

"The lyrics are well written." A girl was sitting in the audience, and only after she opened her mouth did she realize that her singing voice had become hoarse.

The moment she saw the old classroom, she immediately thought of herself.

At this time, Wen Yuan had already sat down at a table, and it was not difficult to guess that this should be her own seat.

She blinked hard to keep her tears from staining her makeup.

Then she opened the drawer, and what she found inside was an old radio.

"My God," Tang Yue bit her lips involuntarily when she saw this: "This prop is well done! The moment I saw it, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable."

"It's like this," Lin Xuan'er sniffled, "On this kind of radio, there is usually a sense of story."

After Wen Yuan pressed the switch of the radio, a gentle voice came from inside immediately.

"Today is Wen Yuan's 18th birthday."

"My birthday present to you is a love song."

"I hope that every year in the future, on your birthday, I can write a song for you."

The moment the boy's voice appeared, countless people in the audience burst into tears.

At that moment, Wen Yuan burst into tears.

This is not acting, it is her real state.

That voice did indeed come from her ex-husband.

But she still picked up the microphone and restrained her emotions.

This time, every breath of hers, every word she pronounced, carried a sense of vulnerability:

[Slow motion lingering film replay silent film freezes for a moment
We said goodbye at the farewell concert
You wrote me my first song
You and I clasped our fingers together and silently wrote the prelude

But then what]

She stood up slowly and walked to the blackboard.

But this time, she seemed stronger than before.Because she has not shed tears.

She took a deep breath, and then showed a faint, relieved smile after reading Qianfan.

Under the stage, a boy lowered his head.

He suddenly thought of his first love.

Boys have seen a sentence before that a man may like many women in his life.

But the most unforgettable thing for him will always be his first love.

He remembered that he and his first love were sitting on the roof of the school, talking about ideals and the past together.

At that time, he was so stupid that he promised the other party that they would be together forever.

Yes, only boys and girls aged seventeen or eighteen would care about eternity.

Right now, all he wants is to find a suitable blind date.

Wen Yuan picked up the brush, and finally erased the name of another boy next to her name on the blackboard.

As she finishes the moment, a beam of light falls center stage.

With the audience's cries one after another, Wen Yuan turned her head and saw a projection.

The person in the projection is her, wearing the same dress.

Just a younger version of her.

She was the one who held the concert for the first time.

The one who accepted the confession and was ready to live a happy life.

She looked at "her", Wen Yuan's eyes were so gentle.

At that moment, what appeared in Wen Yuan's mind was the question Zhou Yiyang asked her:

"If you were reborn, would you still be with him?"

Now she thought she could answer.

Her answer was "yet", at least she was happy at that moment.

Even though she is sad now, she is happy when she received the first love song.

There are always too many regrets in life, and she has never regretted the choices she made when she was young.

This time, her singing was much stronger.

The grief was swept away, and her voice was filled with a power called warmth:
[Fortunately, I have this love song of mine

softly humming, crying and laughing
my eternity
sing with me a cappella your love song
I hate the short chorus

My heart is still hot and it should be over
Good thing I have my next love song

Life is like a silent river embracing each other

forever and ever]

The girl sat in front of the TV, she didn't cry for some reason.

Obviously she was so sad and grieving.

Dim lights, mottled time, old classrooms.

Wen Yuan led everyone into an old time in her memory.

There is a secret buried there, a secret that a teenager promised on the 18th birthday of the girl he likes.

This is her first love song and also the first relationship of many viewers.

When they listened to the song, they thought of themselves.

It was a sad memory, but under Wen Yuan's singing, the tears on her face were blown away like a gust of wind.

　Original Singer: Liang Jingru

　　
　
(End of this chapter)