Chapter 7 Bombing Field Performance

Zhou's old house.

Zhou's mother was holding her son in front of the TV. When she heard that it was her daughter-in-law's turn to play, she was so excited.

"Yinyin, come on!"

Zhou Han looked a little impatient, sitting on the sofa with his forehead resting in boredom.

After all, it's because of my mother, I should stay with me and I have to stay with him.

It's just that he couldn't figure it out, how could his mother like a woman like Song Yin so much?
Song's mother turned around and saw that he was absent-minded, so she reprimanded him angrily.

"Whatever it is, you can't watch Xiaoyin's performance with a correct attitude. My daughter-in-law doesn't feel sorry for herself. If you continue like this, sooner or later your daughter-in-law will run away with someone else!"

Zhou Han was helpless, "What's so interesting, she doesn't know anything, isn't she going up to serve as a foil for others?"

This also comes from when Song Yin first debuted, because she had a good face, the company still gave her a chance.

I applied for a competition for her, hoping that she would make her debut in the women's team at the end, but after that competition, she was almost buried in the snow.

Not to mention the messy singing and dancing, his personality is even more unpleasant.

Without talent and popularity, he was eliminated halfway.

In the end, the company wanted her to develop into acting, but no one thought it would be the same.

When Zhou's mother heard Zhou Han's words, she gave him an angry look.

"As long as you like to tear down your daughter-in-law's platform, no matter how bad it is, she will still be your daughter-in-law. The young mistress of our Zhou Family Ming Media is marrying. Let me see who dares to say that she is not!"

"..."

……

At the same time, Song Yin took the stage.

She was still wearing a cheongsam, and she was full of aura when she stood there, so startled that the audience forgot to breathe.

What a beautiful young lady!

This temperament is simply king!

The two mentors were also attracted by Song Yin's temperament and commented in a low voice.

"Why didn't I notice that there is such a little girl before, she is a good young girl."

"I feel inexplicably that she looks like a senior. This aura is too strong. Those seniors don't have such a deterrent power."

The barrage burst again.

【Hahaha, why do I want to laugh so much? Is the instructor scared? Is it because I'm afraid of my wife? 】

【Heh, upstairs, your wife is about to collapse. She is a vase recognized by the entertainment industry as having no knowledge of anything. 】

[I just like what's wrong with the vase, standing there is pleasing to the eye, so I'm a fan of her. 】

……

Song Yin walked onto the stage slowly, and sat in front of a small long table that had been set up in advance, and there seemed to be some kind of musical instrument on it.

Then the lights suddenly dimmed, making it difficult to see the scene on the stage.

Wang Siyuan didn't know, so he asked Li Qingqian who was next to him, "Sister Qingqian, what is she doing, don't you know each other very well, is she going to play the piano, is it Guzheng?"

Li Qingqian actually didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Song Yin's gourd, but she was sure of one thing, Song Yin knew nothing.

They grew up together since they were young, and she knew very well that Song Yin was very different.

Not to mention musical instruments, even a song is tone deaf.

Having been hit twice by Song Yin just now, she felt resentful in her heart, so she started to tear down Song Yin without leaving any room.

"No way, Yinyin doesn't know how to play musical instruments. The staff should help her to accompany her. She seems to be able to watch her singing."

After finishing speaking, she smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I don't know too well, but she is not very good at singing and singing, but I think she should be able to break into her first performance with hard work."

Wang Siyuan listened to Li Qingqian's words, smiled ironically, and made a long sound, "So that's how it is..."

Because it was a live broadcast, all these words were heard by the audience outside the screen.The barrage was another round of bombardment against Song Yin's lack of talent and skills.

After about a minute, a melodious piano sound suddenly kicked off the whole performance.

The tune is gentle and melodious, and every sound seems to touch the heartstrings.

It leads everyone to the scene that the player wants to take you to experience.

The tune reached a climax, and suddenly the lights above lit up, revealing Song Yin's delicate little face.

She was sitting at the table, her hands plucking the strings flexibly as if she could dance.

The scene is mesmerizing, as if you are in an ancient palace, enjoying a feast of sight and sound.

Indulged in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Although musical instruments are not as direct as singing and dancing, the charm of being in them is incomparable to any other form of music.

When the song is over, everything is silent!

No one in the crowd reacted. It was the director who asked the staff to take the lead in applauding, which awakened everyone's memory.

The applause was like thunder, and the audience stood up!
The atmosphere of the entire competition was pushed to an unprecedented climax, which was not comparable to any of the previous players.

Wang Siyuan and Li Qingqian were also dumbfounded on the spot. Was it Song Yin playing just now?
Naturally, neither of them believed it, nor could they accept it.

Song Yin stood up slowly, still indifferent in her own way, slightly nodded at the audience and mentor, and planned to step down.

The host seized the heat and shouted at her quickly.

"Miss Yinyin, please stop for a while, I really want to know the name of the song just now?"

The audience in the audience also shouted, "Seek the name of the song, ask for the name of the song..."

Song Yin stopped and smiled faintly, "I haven't named it yet."

Everyone was surprised, and then exclaimed.

The host also asked in surprise, "Does that mean I can understand that this is your own composition?"

Song Yin nodded, "Well, I made it up."

Made it up a minute before going on stage.

She originally prepared songs, but after listening to the rules, she felt that there was no need to sing and dance so early, playing the piano was the best.

So she asked her assistant to prepare a harp for her, and she couldn't play other pianos smoothly.

The little assistant was dumbfounded after hearing her request, what the hell was that?
It just so happened that the crew next door had an ancient musical instrument appreciation program, and that's why I got such a siege.

Everyone exclaimed, no one expected Song Yin to have this talent.

Wasn't she a waste before?

Barrage is crazy again---
[Fuck, shit, shit, what did I hear! 】

[Can play and make up, is the fairy himself? 】

[Is this really that Song Yin who knows nothing? I felt like I was brought into the song just now, and the picture is so beautiful. 】

[Miss Song Yin, forever YYDS. 】

[Miss Heiyinyin used to tie up the Q, and told you to slap your face hard. You can't sing and dance. Are you still useless now? You can't sing and dance. Is this talent enough? 】

The director was also stunned!

This is too awesome, and the national level is like this.

The stage was full of praise, and the guests in the audience were all crazy.

Only Li Qingqian couldn't sit still, so wouldn't Song Yin be able to shine?
She wanted to go on stage to poke her spirit, but she was worried about what might happen, so she whispered something to Wang Siyuan next to her.

Wang Siyuan's eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Qingqian in surprise, "You're telling the truth."

Li Qingqian nodded, and Wang Siyuan raised his hand.

"Host, I've always been interested in Guzheng, and I want to try it too."

(End of this chapter)

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