Chapter 116

(today's update will be released at noon, everyone will come at noon ~ ~ ~ in view of the weekend, there will be more drops, momeda)

[envies...]

Why not me? Just because I can't brush the stars

If someone can make it to the list with one full stop, I've given 20 words to praise that the anchor is beautiful. Goodbye

[sobbing]

The reason for all this comes from the pause interface on the screen.

"Up."

On the other side of the screen, Xuan Sheng, who puts his legs on the balcony and drinks a glass of red wine lazily, is also surprised to see his name in the studio.

"Please, the audience whose user name is up, say what you want in the studio."

When Xia Wanyuan's words fell, a barrage appeared in the studio, which was still a word,

"You"

In the study, looking at this strange barrage, the emperor's eyebrows wrinkled.

"Can the audience be more specific?" Xia Wanyuan also felt very strange.

"At will." The user sent out a barrage again, this time still no more than two words.

Xia Wanyuan was puzzled, but since he had already won the prize, he would continue.

Without many restrictions, Xia Wanyuan moved with his heart and put himself completely in the music with the sound of running water and insects.

Before, in the Xia Dynasty, it was the most famous master of Tianyin who taught Xia Wanyuan Qin.

Master Tianyin has a strange habit. He doesn't like the combination of Qin and song. He thinks that the profound Qin is enough to express his heart. Xia Wanyuan follows him. Although he is not so paranoid as master Tianyin, he has also developed a habit.

At this time, since the audience did not ask, Xia Wanyuan simply played the piano and did not write words.

At this time, the music is much softer than just now.

If it was a storm just now, it would be a pear blossom drizzle in March.

The tone of Guqin was cold, but now in Xia Wanyuan's hand, it seems to be softened, showing the tenderness of immersion in bone marrow.

Let people close their eyes, as if to feel the wind blowing, petals move with the wind, fall on the cheek, nose tip to the faint fragrance, the sun is warm, warm hit on the body, time is quiet.

Just when people are deeply immersed in this beautiful, the string sound turns, the storm comes suddenly, the high piano sound, as if in mourning, struggling in general.

But this seemingly abrupt excitement didn't last long. Slowly, it was deeply touched by the extreme tenderness. The sky was clear and bright, the water was gurgling, and the piano became the sound of water, as if washing away the world's troubles.

In this song, it seems that all the good things in the world are in full bloom. After one song, people just feel that their hearts have been basked in the sunshine of spring.

It's warm.

Listen to me.... I'm going to turn pink

Can I say it's the best ancient tune I've ever heard? Two different styles of songs have the same power to shake people's hearts

Fucking great, I don't think I'm old fellow.

[add me to the front fan. Do you know the facial pain of those who say that Xia Wanyuan's fashion shows the theme song? "

In front of the screen, Xuan Sheng, who had been drinking leisurely and leisurely, gradually stopped his movements and took a look at Xia Wanyuan, who was seriously playing the piano in the live studio.

Then he closed his eyes and quietly listened to the soft piano sound. The mania in his heart that had been pestering him all the time seemed to be pacified by the piano sound.

After the song, Xuan Sheng opens his eyes and looks at Xia Wanyuan in the video strangely.

Suddenly, he thought of something and said to himself, "he's really lucky."

Xia Wanyuan's third lucky audience was just a passer-by. He didn't know what kind of song he wanted. Xia Wanyuan promised to wait for the audience to figure it out and come back to the studio.

The uproar of the live broadcast finally came to an end.

The effect of the live broadcast is also self-evident. The rumor that Xia Wanyuan divulged the theme song of the TV series was broken by himself. Two consecutive compositions without any preparation were enough to make people believe Xia Wanyuan's strength.

Xia Wanyuan turned off the live broadcast, got up and went to the house.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Jun Shiling walking slowly down the stairs.

"Why do you brush so many presents?" Last time, junshiling paid five million yuan, but this time it's more than ten million yuan. Although junshiling has money, it's not as good as giving money to maoya platform.

"Well." Jun Shiling answered faintly, and his face was a little strange.

Although junshiling always has a cold face, the words "I'm not happy" are clearly revealed in this evening's junshiling.

Junshiling goes to the living room and does not look at Xia Wanyuan. He sits on the sofa and drinks tea without saying a word. Xia Wanyuan looks at lengyi's side face and feels inexplicably that he can see something wrong with him.

Xia Wanyuan went to the refrigerator and cut a piece of the simple cake he had tossed all afternoon. According to Xiaobao, this cake is the best he has ever eaten.

But Xiaobao always felt that as long as Xia Wanyuan made it, it was the best food in the world.

"Jun Shi Ling." Xia Wanyuan gave a cry,

"Well." Junshiling answered with a low voice, but still lowered his head.

Xia Wanyuan simply took the plate and sat next to junshiling.

From the tip of his nose came a faint smell of fruit and cream. Junshiling turned his head and saw a white cake covered with fruit.

"Try it. I've made it. I've heard it on the Internet. When you're not happy, you can have fun by eating some sweet food." Xia Wanyuan smiles at junshiling.

Jun Shiling has deep eyes. Although he is still unhappy, he still reaches for the cake plate.

"Is it delicious?"

Xia Wanyuan had enough to eat in the evening, but he didn't have time to taste his cake.

"Not bad." As soon as the words came to an end, junshiling felt a little annoyed. In fact, it was delicious, sweet but not greasy. The taste was dense, and the fragrance of fruit mixed with the sweetness of the cake.

He had never been in such a mood. His heart was sour and astringent. Watching Xia Wanyuan write songs for others, especially for the strange Sheng, he was not happy.

But for a long time, he was used to the dark color and didn't know how to express this strange emotion, so he spoke with some abnormal anger.

Aware of his gaffe, Jun Shiling looks at Xia Wanyuan's face.

"Is my song good today?"

Contrary to Jun Shiling's expectation, Xia Wanyuan didn't get angry. Instead, he asked a sudden question.

"That sounds good." Now junshiling said it from the bottom of his heart.

"How about I write one for you, too?" Xia Wanyuan with a smile, "at least you can't spend six million in vain."