Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

on the stage.

Wang Zihao enjoys the happiness brought by music.

Washing your hair and washing your feet bring two different kinds of pleasure, both indescribable.

For Wang Zihao, the joy of making music is equally indescribable.

Liu Piaopiao can play the guzheng, and practicing one song a week is more than enough for her.

But the stage is small. If you want to create a myth, you have to give some opportunities to others.

Guzheng masters especially need this kind of exposure opportunity, it is so rare.

Wang Zihao did not let Liu Piaopiao perform with him, but instead invited the Guzheng master who was on the stage.

The zither player has long hair like a waterfall, affectionate eyes, and a face as gentle as the moonlight. She looks even more elegant in a blue dress. She sits in front of the guzheng, and delicate sounds flow from her fingertips.

"After tonight, Miss Guzheng is going to be famous." Lin Yizhen clapped her hands softly.

"A girl with a very classical look, which matches the temperament of the guzheng." Eugene Fei felt his heart beating fast.

"The Eastern Patriarch is promoting newcomers." Cai Yiyi's eyes flickered.

To the audience, the Guzheng girl is indeed a newcomer and no one knows her.

Looking at the music scene, is there any guzheng player who is well-known by the audience?
No!

There are some people who are famous for playing Western and modern musical instruments.

For example, a pianist or a guitar teacher.

There is not a single famous person who plays the erhu, suona, or guzheng.

Ma Tengfei's parents have poor back and legs due to lumbar disc herniation.

Mr. Ma went to the hospital for surgery, which cost him 13,000 or 14,000 yuan. Not long after he came back, his condition recurred.

Mother Ma went to see a Chinese doctor, who treated her with acupuncture and physiotherapy, cost her several hundred dollars, and she hasn't had the disease for more than two years.

Traditional Chinese medicine is being overwhelmed by Western medicine.

I heard that many rice cookers have a very thin wire inside. Why?
Because it is easy to break, 99% of people will buy new ones when it breaks.

Who will take it to repair?

"I like Thai songs." Xi Shuangshuang was very moved and remembered a Thai song she had heard before.

The song is about: "The teacher asked us to write an essay about our mothers and hand it in to the teacher tomorrow. This is difficult for me because I don't have a mother. How can I write well?"

"I have never felt cared for and taken care of by my mother. My mother's embrace is warm. Is that true?"

"Having dinner with my mother is only a dream of mine. Without her singing lullabies to accompany me to sleep, the quilt can't keep me warm. I always fall asleep alone, hugging my pillow."

Finally, "Can I Ask Kerry to Send You Here by Express" ends with the solo sounds of the guzheng and guqin.

Although Sunrise in the East did not sing, the audience stood up and applauded.

“This is folk music.”

"I have a feeling that pure pop music is no longer popular."

“I didn’t expect the fusion of folk music and modern music to be so powerful.”

“It’s like listening to a concert, elegant and noble.”

"We need more folk music like this. It's not that ancient instruments are bad, it's just that people are worshipping foreign things."

Backstage, Xu Meili sat next to Liu Qianqian and whispered in her bestie's ear: "Are you going to let our husband show off again tonight?"

Liu Qianqian pinched her best friend's arm and said, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

The lounge here is not like the lounges in shows like "The Singer" or "The Masked Singer". There are no cameras.

But there are outsiders.

Chen Tianxian, Liu Piaopiao and Cao Mengru are all here.

"We're staying in a hotel, so you'd better wear your clothes to sleep. Don't sleep in the same way as you do at home." Xu Meili continued to tease her bestie.

Liu Qianqian simply ignored her.

On the stage, the host began to interview Wang Zihao. Only singers like Chen Tianxian had the opportunity to interact with the host.

Cai Yiyi has none of them.

"Do you want to listen to Sunrise in the East sing?" On the stage, after chatting with Wang Zihao, the host asked the audience loudly.

"miss you!"

"Let's play one!"

The audience naturally wouldn't miss it, as quite a number of them came for the leader.

"Oh my god, is it possible?" Huang Yongjie was surprised.

This is a very formal official program evening, not a concert.

"The program crew is returning the favor to Sunrise East. Without him, this year's folk song festival would be dull." Cai Yiyi also wanted to shout and listen.

"Is there such a link?" Li Na looked confused.

"There won't really be another song, will there?" Tang Shujuan didn't quite believe it.

Just like the Spring Festival Gala, you can’t just add in extra programs.

"Maybe it's for real." Xu Meili always remembered that she missed a program.

The foreign singer had some emergency problems and couldn't go on stage.

really.

"Please Sunrise East, help us make up for the regrets of this evening party and make it a perfect ending." The host could only stop there and could not say that the show would be incomplete because a singer could not go on stage.

The next moment, the two hosts left the stage.

Only Wang Zihao was left on the stage.

He sat down in front of the piano which had not yet been moved.

The sound of the piano rang out, lingering in the air, like the warm sun in winter, warming people's hearts.

The notes penetrated the eardrums and permeated everyone's minds.

The sound of the piano is like the wisdom accumulated over thousands of years. When you gently touch the keys with your fingers, the sound produced is like a gorgeous dance, light, smooth and full of poetry.

The notes were like pearls, strung into a necklace, jumping and sparkling, illuminating the entire venue with warmth and beauty.

It is like a beautiful dream, where all troubles and worries are forgotten and only the wonderful piano music remains.

Some people seem to see a picture scroll unfolding before their eyes, where there is a beach with a clear sky, and the sun, waves, sand and air are dancing to beautiful music.

The sound of the piano flows like spring water, awakening the lazy soul and bringing about endless freedom and beauty.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed abruptly, ruthlessly breaking all the beauty that had existed before.

Everyone seemed to have fallen back to the mortal world from fairyland.

Soon, they saw Sunrise Dongfang pick up the microphone on the piano stand.

“There's a girl but I let her get away
I once loved a girl, but I let her pass by
It's all my fault cause pride got in the way
My pride got in the way, and it's all my fault.
And I'd be lying if I said I was ok
If you say nothing happened, it's just a lie that hasn't been exposed.

......"

English songs, once sung, the whole world falls silent.

The sadness is visible, and everything before our eyes is the proof.

Chen Tianxian watched the little man's performance silently. The listenability of this song can be described as extraordinary.

The composition is high-end and classy, ​​and the arrangement is set with ups and downs, sometimes jumping down, and sometimes climbing to the top of the scenery. The listener seems to feel a sense of what he has experienced.

Cai Yiyi has an urge to dance along with the song, and she sings and dances mostly because she is in a good mood.

But there is a kind of dance that wants to break the sky and disrupt the earth.

"That Girl" has a dynamic melody, but it also has a story and soulful musical connotations, which makes people feel like they want to vent their feelings on the vast rivers and seas thousands of miles away.

I see a deer when the forest is deep, a whale when the sea is blue, and you when I wake up from a dream.

But in reality, when the forest is deep, fog rises, when the sea is blue, waves surge, when I wake up from the dream, I don’t see the deer, I don’t see the whale, and I don’t see you either. (End of this chapter)