After the college entrance examination, the stupid beauty shocked the world by drawing cards

Chapter 83 Go home, return to the original beauty
"After going through hard times, the fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good year, and the sound of frogs sounds."

Lin Yueyue finished reading the closing words of the penultimate act of the musical melodrama and invited Wen Xi to come on stage.

There were whispers in the audience.

"This sentence is well written!"

"It's just that Wen Xi will sing next instead of Li Dongxing. It's such a pity."

"It's a pity that this poem is such a good foreshadowing. It would be perfect if it were performed by Teacher Li. It will definitely win the award."

The golden lights on the stage gradually shrank, focusing on Wen Xi.

The audience that was originally whispering suddenly became quiet.

Under the spotlight, Wen Xi's hair seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, shining brightly.

She was holding an acacia guitar and her long hair was casually scattered on the back of her head.

As a music lover and Lunar New Year fan, Boss Ni from the music store also came to the music festival.

"Woj!! That's my guitar!"

Seeing Wen Xi using his guitar, he screamed at the spot, attracting everyone's attention.

He thought Shi Yue asked him to borrow the guitar, but he hesitated because he was really trying to protect the privacy of the guests. He thought he was lending it to celebrate the New Year!
As a result, this guitar appeared in the hands of the traffic star he hated the most!
In his eyes, the "commodities" produced by capital such as popular idols are not worthy of such a good musical instrument!
The shadow of his daughter selling his guitar to support traffic idols once again hangs over Boss Ni's mind.

Thinking of the guitar that was sold, his heart felt as painful as a knife.

Boss Ni was so angry that he called Shi Yue frantically.

At this moment, I wish I could peel off his skin!
But Shi Yue was busy at this time and had no time to answer.

"How dare this brat lie to me! Don't want this job anymore!"

Boss Ni angrily pushed his way to the front of the crowd, trying to make Wen Xi return the guitar in front of everyone, making it impossible for Wen Xi to get off the stage.

At this time, Wen Xi gently tapped the panel of the guitar, and then a pair of slender hands began to pluck the strings.

The simple but catchy guitar intro flows from Wen Xi's fingertips.

The relaxing melody, accompanied by the chirping of insects on a summer night, and the whispering crowd gradually quieted down.

When Boss Ni heard this smooth melody, he slowed down as he pushed forward. What's going on?

Although he didn't want to admit it, this intro seemed a bit nice!

"To this world, if you have too many complaints."

Wen Xi spoke softly, and her tone was like the moonlight falling from the night sky on a summer night, light and reassuring.

"If you fall, don't dare to move forward."

"Why do people have to be so fragile and cowardly?"

Just three lyrics reminded the audience of the recent dissatisfaction they had encountered in life, as well as those moments of failure and helplessness.

As everyone listened to the singing, they gradually became immersed in their own thoughts. Their previous doubts about Wen Xi and their resentment towards the sudden absence of their favorite singer gradually subsided.

"Please turn on the TV and see how many people are bravely fighting for their lives."

"Should we be content?"

"Cherish everything even if you don't have it."

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Even the photographer was stunned for a moment when he heard the lyrics Wen Xi sang. The camera forgot to move and just shot Wen Xi straight in the face.

Wen Xi in the camera is wearing light makeup, her eyes are clear, and the light in her eyes is like crushed stars.The long and curly eyelashes blink from time to time.Blink into people's hearts.

"Remember when you said that home is the only castle."

The netizens watching the excitement in the live broadcast room were speechless when faced with this great face and this ethereal singing voice.

The barrage was now less lively than before Wen Xi spoke.

Everyone is afraid that the time of lowering their hair and barraging will distract themselves and disturb them from enjoying this visual and auditory feast.

The music festival audience, immersed in the singing, looked up when bright fireflies flew in front of them.

Only then did they realize that fireflies had gathered above their heads.

Sometimes they are scattered and sometimes they gather, which reminds me of my childhood experience of lying on a haystack and looking up at the night sky in my hometown in the countryside.

Tears welled up in some people's eyes.

The summer night in my childhood seemed like it happened yesterday, but when I think about it seriously, it seems that more than ten or twenty years have passed.

At this time, someone discovered that there was a bright light in the night sky high up: "What is that? Can fireflies fly so high?"

Everyone looked up at the sky, and Wen Xi had already sang: "The paper airplanes of childhood are finally flying back into my hands."

The small bright spots in the night sky also lit up at this moment, and everyone realized that it was a drone performance!
These drones lit up their colored lights to form a picture: above a rice field, a paper airplane was gently floating away in the distance with the wind.

He Sui and Xu Yuewan, who were waiting, stood in the background like two wooden sculptures. They were no longer shocked at this moment, but immersed in the singing.

They no longer had the time to worry about why Wen Xi could sing such a song. Their thoughts were as far away as paper airplanes.

The hand that was holding the instrument during the New Year was frozen in the air for a long time, and then he realized that he had just been brought into memories by Wen Xi's singing, and he was very upset.

At this time, the singing, pictures, and atmosphere seemed to be completely natural, bringing great shock to the hearts of every listener.

The lyrics sung by Wen Xi were handed into everyone's hands like a paintbrush, and the audience painted their own memories and dreams in their hearts based on their different experiences.

This shocking feeling gives people goosebumps.

I can't explain it clearly, but I feel my nose is sore. This may be what people call "resonating".

"Don't cry, let the fireflies lead you away."

"Country ballads depend forever."

Wen Xi's singing gradually came to an end, and everyone hadn't realized how fast time had passed, and their thoughts had already drifted far away.

Wen Xi looked at the camera with clear eyes, and her crimson lips raised a slight arc.

"Go home, go back to the original beauty."

Wen Xi finished singing the last line of the lyrics, and his white fingers played the last melody on the guitar.

She stood up, took off her guitar, and bowed down to greet the audience.

"Thank you everyone, the name of this song is "Daoxiang"."

After hearing Wen Xi's thanks, the audience at the venue and online realized that the song performance was over.

Everyone looked unsatisfied.

After a moment, the scene erupted into waves of applause and warm cheers!
Boss Ni in the front row shouted excitedly to everyone: "Did you see that? The guitar in her hand is my guitar!"

Boss Ni's expression was completely different from the anger he had shown before when he was about to go on stage and kill Wen Xi.

Now he can't wait to jump on the stage and tell everyone that such an excellent work was played on his guitar!
It's his pleasure!

(End of this chapter)