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"Mr. Xia, Miss Du, please go back to your seats first. I have a draft in mind." Yun Fan raised his hand to signal them to return to the auditorium.

Although they knew that Yun Fancai was the most passionate in the world, they were still shocked when they heard his answer.

"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Yun." After the two of them finished speaking, they immediately left the stage.

Yun Fan took out a pen and paper, composed the next piece of music, and copied it again.

He handed one of them to Yue Ruge and smiled slightly.

"Ru Ge, the one I sign with the female character is what you sing. You should familiarize yourself with the lyrics and melody first."

Yue Ruge took the lyrics sheet and when she saw the content inside, she looked at Yun Fan with her starry eyes filled with tenderness.

Yun Fan slowly came to the stage band and bowed slightly.

"Can you please familiarize yourself with the score first and then help me play this piece later? Thank you!"

The band leader took a look at the lyrics, took a breath, and secretly praised, this love song duet could still be written like this.

Compared with the slobbery love song duets in the world, they are nothing like this one by Mr. Yun.

No wonder people say that Mr. Yun’s talents are astonishing to the past and present today. Seeing this with my own eyes tonight, he is indeed well-deserved.

"Mr. Yun, please rest assured! Our band is professional and will definitely cooperate with you to perform this piece of music well."

The bands stationed at Yunfan's booth also took turns by drawing lots, and it seemed like they were lucky this time.

A month ago, the little-known barbecue stall band was now red and purple because they helped Yun Fan play the song "A Fire in the Winter".

As a band, they just want to try their luck. They come here to draw lots every night, hoping to win the qualification to be a resident. After winning the lottery, they hope to meet Yun Fan to come to the stall.

As a result, they won two dollars tonight and were so excited that they were so excited. After tonight, their band is destined to rise.

Yun Fan returned to Yue Ruge and chuckled: "How is it? Are you familiar with it?"

Yue Ruge nodded, her face full of tenderness, "I already understand it, and I can sing duet with you at any time."

Yun Fan looked back at the band leader, "If you are ready, just tell me and don't be in a hurry."

The band leader responded: "Mr. Yun, our band is ready and can start at any time."

Hearing this, Yun Fan was quite surprised.

As expected, they are a professional band, and their professional level is truly incredible.

"Okay! Let's start now!"

Yun Fan took Yue Ruge's silky jade hand and looked at her affectionately, his eyes full of love.

Yue Rusingxing's eyes were filled with Yunfan's figure, and the ripples in her heart continued to spread.

The sound of stage instruments slowly sounded.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Yunfan spoke first, and his tone was very penetrating.

"The beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the March sky, the spring rain is like wine, and the willows are like smoke." The lyrics are poetic and picturesque, heartwarming.

The audience in the audience clapped their hands lightly when they heard the singing.

Yue Ruge then sang, "We are destined to meet you thousands of miles away."

Her voice is as tender as water, ethereal and touching.

Yue Ruge's wisp of plain skirt swayed lightly, transcending the worldly world, like a Xuannv descending from the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens to the mortal world.

Many male viewers in the audience, and even countless men watching the Magic City TV, were instantly attracted by her voice and temperament.

Yun Fan took Yue Ruge's jade hand and raised it high, "It's hard to hold the other's hand if we don't have the chance."

Yue Ruge looked at Yun Fan affectionately, and the ethereal voice reappeared, "After ten years of cultivation, we can cross in the same boat."

Yun Fan held her jade hand tightly and said, "We have cultivated for hundreds of years and slept together."

Yue Ruge's smile spread out, "If only it had been a thousand years, there would have been good fortune."

Yun Fan flipped her hair and said, "The white heads are in front of me."

"..."

Yun Fan and Yue Ruge kept singing duets affectionately, and even ignorant children could understand their affection for each other.

After a few minutes, the song stopped, but the audience was still unfinished.

Yunfan looked in the direction of Xia Shengyang and Du Yutong, smiled and said:

"Mr. Xia, Miss Du, this piece is called Du Qing. It is suitable for couples to sing duet. Are you satisfied with it?"

The two of them stood up and left at the same time, looking at Yun Fan on the stage with gratitude on their faces.

"Thank you Mr. Yun. We are very satisfied. Thank you very much."

Subsequently, this song "Love" became popular throughout the Internet and became a song that all men and women in love must sing.

Kyoto, Lanting residence.

Ji Rulan watched the Magic City TV and saw Yun Fan and Yue Ruge singing such a loving duet. She picked up a full glass of red wine and drank it down in one gulp.

Immediately, she picked up the red wine, filled the glass again, and drank it all in one gulp. After drinking five glasses in a row, she still couldn't numb her mind.

She felt quite bitter in her heart. This man with amazing talents and talents could have been her Ji Rulan, but now he regarded her as her enemy.

A year ago, she was the first to know about Yun Fan's existence. If it had been back then, she would have been willing to put aside her prejudice and dignity and personally investigate Yun Fan's offense against Ji Ruxue, instead of throwing Yun Fan into the abyss arbitrarily and ruthlessly.

Maybe, she would have understood Yun Fan before Yue Ruge, and would not have been so cruel to him, causing the current situation.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

She, Ji Rulan, had made mistakes, and now she could only make plans secretly, walking on the road to make amends with Yun Fan, in an attempt to repair her relationship with him.

Yun Fan faced the audience again and smiled.

"I would like to invite the last friend tonight who needs me to help him create on stage."

Immediately, a woman in her thirties slowly walked onto the stage holding a little girl.

The woman bowed slightly to Yun Fan, took out 50 yuan and handed it to him.

After Yunfan collected the coins, he said softly: "Please tell me your requirements or stories, and what works you need me to create."

The woman said slowly:

"Mr. Yun, hello, my name is Gong Xiyan, and the person next to me is my only daughter Tian Sijun."

"Three days after my husband and I got married, he received a mission and left home in a hurry. It has been eight years now."

"His daughter and I are now seven years old. We still don't have any news about him, and we don't know whether he is alive or dead."

"He and I were childhood sweethearts. We grew up together and our love is as deep as the ocean. I never believed that he would betray me emotionally and abandon our family and daughter."

"I would like to ask Mr. Yun to compose a piece for me to miss my husband. I hope he can hear it."

"I know that we, mother and daughter, have been waiting for his return. If he is no longer here, I will make him feel at ease. I will train Sijun to become a talent."

"..."

From Gong Xiyan's constant narration, Yunfan could tell that she was depressed, depressed, and sad because she missed her lover.

This time Yun Fan did not let the mother and daughter step off the stage. Instead, he took a bench from the stage and extended his hand to signal.

"Ms. Gong, Sister Tian, ​​please sit down."

"If your husband is still alive, I hope he can see this live broadcast. Even if he does not see the live broadcast now, he will have the opportunity to see this video in the future."

"Let him know that you miss him. It hurts your heart. I hope he can come back soon."

"Thank you! Mr. Yun."

Afterwards, Yun Fan took an erhu from the stage and had already thought of the music he wanted to play.

It seems that I will make many people cry tonight.