Listening to so many people shouting his name, Song Yan felt inexplicably moved. He glanced across the auditorium and found many acquaintances, such as the Zhao brothers and sisters, Zhang Ziran, Xiao Rao and others in the class.
There are also several martial arts friends I met in the martial arts alliance. Of course, my uncle and aunt were also there, sitting in the front row.
"Thank you everyone. Next, I will bring you an original song "Destined to Have No Destiny"." Song Yan's voice reached the ears of everyone in the audience through the headset, and then he bowed to everyone. He bowed and walked to the piano.
He sat down, lifted the piano cover, and placed his fingers on the black and white keys, but he did not play immediately.
The memories he had with Han Sha flashed through his mind, and a sour taste came to his mind. Yes, he had just composed the song "Destined to Have No Destiny" today.
His piano skills have been promoted to the level of a piano god. It can be said that as long as he is willing, he can write an excellent piece of music in minutes.
The notes of "Destined to Have No Destiny" floated through his mind one by one. He took a deep breath and finally moved his fingers on the black and white keys.
"Dong dong... dong dong!"
A deep and soft piano sound spread throughout the stadium through sixteen loudspeakers.
The sound of the piano gives people a very ordinary feeling, and the way of playing is not complicated, but it has a unique charm, very sweet, just like returning to the time of first love. At the same time, under the guidance of the sound of the piano, everyone closed their eyes together and fell into memories. among.
After being promoted to the God of Piano, Song Yan's emotional control powers will automatically flourish when he plays, amplifying the audience's emotions by more than ten times.
At the end of the first section, there is a faint excitement and uneasiness in the piano sound of the second section, just like the uneasy feeling of a boy before he wants to confess his love to a girl.
The expressions of the audience also changed accordingly, some were sweet, some were painful, some were annoyed, and some even regretted.
The second section ends and enters the third section, and the piano sound becomes deeper and softer.
All the viewers couldn't help but feel pain in their hearts. Through the sound of the piano, they knew that the boy had failed to express his love and was in a very low mood.
Because of their emotional control, most of the audience shed tears of sadness and disappointment at this moment.
Jiangzhou, Han Sha's home.
At this moment, Han Sha was sitting in front of the sofa in the living room watching the piano competition broadcast live on Tianhe TV.
When Song Yan appeared on the stage, she couldn't help but have a proud smile on her face. However, when Song Yan said that the song he was going to play was called "Destined to Play", she was stunned for a moment, and then felt a pain in her heart.
The sound of the piano sounded, and the soft and deep sound seemed to penetrate directly into the depths of her heart, and she couldn't help but smile again.
When she heard the second verse, she vaguely guessed something. Did he create a piece based on the story of me and him
Soon, the piano music came to the third measure, and the faint sadness and disappointment spread infinitely...
Her heart was shattered in an instant. For a moment, she couldn't help but burst into tears, and her heart was filled with regret. If... If my attitude hadn't been so resolute this morning, it was very likely that he and I had become a couple.
The whole song only has three bars. When the last note dissipated in the air, the entire audience was still immersed in the atmosphere created by Song Yan. Two-thirds of the 18,000 people shed tears of emotion.
silence. There wasn't any applause.
After a full ten seconds, there was sparse applause. Then, the applause became more and more enthusiastic and lasted for a long time, resounding throughout the stadium.
"thank you all!"
"Thanks!"
Song Yan said to the audience with a smile.
"One more song!"
"It's disgusting, people are crying!"
"Song Yan, we still want to listen!"
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At first, only a small number of the audience booed, but gradually, almost 90% of the audience strongly requested Song Yan to play another song.
"I'm sorry for making everyone cry. Now I will play a happier song, "Ode to Joy" for everyone."
Song Yan returned to the piano. As his hands jumped, a note full of happiness flowed out from his fingers. This "Ode to Happiness" was also originally created by him, with a hint of playfulness. For a moment, everyone was stunned. It was as if he saw a pretty girl making faces in front of him.
Because of the magical power of emotional control, everyone felt happy when they heard this song, and there were happy smiles on their lips.
As soon as the song was over, a wave of applause rang out again, almost knocking off the roof of the stadium.
The applause lasted for two full minutes before it stopped.
"It's not easy. I finally have a chance to speak!" Judge Lan Yuzhong said humorously, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.
Lan Yuzhong continued: "Compared with last time, Song Yan's strength has improved greatly, which really shocked me. Whether it is in terms of performance or composition, I only have four words, impeccable, Song Yan, I want to tell you that I have become your fan."
"Bah bang bang!"
There was another burst of warm applause.
"Thank you, judges." Song Yan said modestly.
Another judge, Yang Liying, continued: "Song Yan, I hate you. It took me an hour to do this makeup, and now I'm crying. Should you make it up to me?"
Hearing Yang Liying's playful words, the audience burst into laughter again.
Xie Yang followed up by commenting: "Both songs were played perfectly. One "Destiny" made thousands of people cry, and the other "Ode to Happiness" made everyone smile again. Song Yan, I have to say , you are a genius, and your control of emotions has reached a "god" level. I dare say that there is no piano master in the world who can match you!"
Song Yan did not dare to praise Xie Yang.
Time went back a few minutes ago. In the presidential suite of the Galton Hotel in Nanhai City, Murong Xinyue, the famous film and television singer and songwriter, was staring at the TV.
What was broadcast at this time was the scene of Song Yan's performance in the piano competition.
Gradually, Murong Xinyue's eyes became moister. When the music entered the third verse, she finally couldn't help but shed tears of sadness.
"What a nasty guy, he actually made people cry!"
But not long after, when she heard Song Yan's performance of "Ode to Happiness", her sad mood was swept away, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face.
After Song Yan finished playing, she had a strong idea in her mind that I would invite him to accompany me at my concert.
Thinking of this, she quickly picked up the phone and dialed her agent's number.
Soon, her agent Yang Susu came to her room from the next room.
"Hey, my aunt, I finally took a break today, why did you summon me here?" Yang Susu yawned, with a deep tired look on her face.
During this time, Murong Xinyue was on a nationwide concert tour. As a manager, she had to run around for various things, but she was very tired. She never slept more than five hours a day.
No, today I finally had a chance to rest, but I was woken up by a phone call from Murong Xinyue.
"Sister Su Su, don't be angry!" Murong Xinyue hugged Yang Susu's arm and shook her coquettishly.
"Okay, little ancestor, you'd better put this aside and just say whatever you have to say." Yang Susu said speechlessly.
"I want him to accompany me!" Murong Xinyue pointed at Song Yan on the TV.
Yang Susu was stunned for a moment, then said with a straight face: "Little ancestor, what are you messing around with? The band and accompaniment company for each concert have already been arranged. If you want to change people, it will disrupt the company's arrangements!"
Murong Xinyue smiled mysteriously: "Sister Su Su, once you see his performance, you will know why I want him to accompany me!"
While talking, Murong Xinyue picked up the TV remote control and set the time back to the time when Song Yan began to play "Destined to Have No Destiny".
Murong Xinyue was a little disapproving at first, but soon her expression changed and she was completely immersed in the music. By the time the song ended, she had tears streaming down her face and started sobbing softly. (To be continued)