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Lu Xiangyang was inevitably a little nervous.

No matter how tough a person is usually, at this juncture, he is just a paper player who has never played before. He has no idea what will happen next.

But with Zhou Xi by his side, it seemed that he was not so afraid.

Zhou Xi spoke in a soft voice, and the room was mixed with roaring singing and dancing music and loud drums, which almost covered his voice.

But Lu Xiangyang was fascinated by it.

"It's almost there." Zhou Xi looked at his watch, "Let's go, it's time for us to go next."

Since the event was held in the commercial central plaza, in order to protect the expensive floor tiles, floor protection film was pasted on the road leading to the main stage behind the scenes, bright red, like a winding red carpet.

He and Zhou Xi walked over side by side, tacitly knowing each other.

At this juncture, he was still thinking about the subtle vocabulary of "walking the red carpet".

The "Wedding March" has already started playing in my mind.

Bah, there is no help.

Lu Xiangyang patted his forehead with one hand.

Please.He gritted his teeth and scolded himself, could he be more sober.

Very noisy around.All kinds of staff were busy shuttling behind the scenes, their voices intertwined from far and near.The host stepped onto the stage and started to announce the curtain.

"Next, please invite the next group of players..."

Lu Xiangyang's heart was suspended, as if it was about to jump out, and he couldn't hold it down.

He clenched his fist involuntarily.

This bad habit has been going on for a long time. I have been like this since I was a child, and I squeeze my fists when I am in a hurry.

"Relax." Zhou Xi turned around as if he had noticed something, and patted the back of his tense hand gently as if to comfort him, "Take a deep breath."

Behind the lenses are those calm and firm eyes.

"Just follow me."

Lu Xiangyang looked at him, his violent heartbeat suddenly relaxed, and it sank back bit by bit following the rhythm of breathing.

——"Please play and sing on the piano, "Shimmer"!"

"Okay." Lu Xiangyang's fingers were cold, he grabbed Zhou Xi's wrist with his backhand like a child and nodded vigorously at him, "I'll follow you."

The bright light in the audience slowly softened.Lu Xiangyang didn't know why, when he walked onto the stage, he picked out a few familiar faces in the auditorium at a glance.

Probably human nature is to seek support.

Qingqing, Xiaohua, Gu An, and even Wu Sen were also there.

Gu An's eyesight is very good, he slightly raised his hand and waved towards Lu Xiangyang, followed by Qingqing and Xiaohua and gave him a thumbs up vigorously.

There is a magical sense of sight that parents flock to watch the performances of kindergarten children.

Lu Xiangyang swallowed, he turned his head and exchanged glances with Zhou Xi.

People who study art always have a bit of unknown elegance—usually collectively classified as temperament.

Zhou Xi was sitting in front of the piano, and his close-fitting black suit made his posture elegant and outstanding.The slender fingers lay on the black and white keys, giving off a neat and lonely tranquil beauty.

He is obviously so gentle, but so dazzling, subtle and warm, as if he can directly hit people's hearts.

Wumei's projection lamp turned from the top of Zhou Xi's head, and the silver light fell quietly on the back of his slender neck.

Lu Xiangyang couldn't hold back.He took a deep breath, held the microphone, and took a step forward.

The spotlight condensed towards the center of the stage and fixed on them.

The audience was silent.

The notes are like a vague dream, woke up from the keys under Zhou Xi's hands, and sounded in this square inch of silent night, disturbing the smoke and dust in the world.

it has started.

Lu Xiangyang was so nervous that his palms were sweaty, and he couldn't hold the microphone slippery.

While chatting in the dressing room, Zhou Xi told him that when you feel nervous on stage, don't look directly into the eyes of the audience, try to look far away, which can relieve part of it.

Lu Xiangyang raised his head towards the distance, and saw the bright and clear full moon, shining brightly, hanging high in half of the sky.

At this time in previous years, every Mid-Autumn Festival, according to the traditional practice, each household will start to prepare for the reunion to enjoy the moon, drink tea and chat.The laughter and laughter became the lights that never go out at night.

Only he is alone.When the mooncake season is over, he will thoroughly clean the studio inside and out, then close the shop and return to the rented house to stay in the desert.

The concept of home has nothing to do with Lu Xiangwan since he passed away.

What kind of family and love are like old dreams floating in the world of mortals, all wiped away.

How could he have imagined that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival would be so lively - as soon as he turned around, he could see Brother Xi within reach.

He followed the jumping notes of the piano and slowly opened his lips.

"I am in the dark, turned into a kindling."

He sang in a low voice, and his singing sounded like riding on the wind, which could float far away.

"I want to light up the entire starry sky for you..."

Lu Xiangyang's voice was bright, which is rarely seen in male voices. In the gentle tone, it was like a shooting star that suddenly pierced the night, with a scorching light, making people unable to help but look up and listen.

"Follow the breeze, live in a sweet dream..."

The more Lu Xiangyang sang, the more he felt that the lyrics were suitable for the occasion. When he sang this line, the night wind of late autumn really blew gently, passing over his hair and his eyes.

"—You smiled and hid in my heart."

It's like an inaudible throbbing in my heart, a little itchy.

Lu Xiangyang slowly closed his eyes.

The sound of the piano was light and the singing was gentle. The audience stopped even whispering, and only looked at the two people on the stage reflected in the thin light. They were quiet and beautiful, like immortals falling from the sky, out of reach.

"I was stunned." Qingqing said to Huahua in a very low voice, "My mother, these two people cooperate really well."

Xiaohua couldn't make a clear breath like hers, so she could only slap her lips frantically: "Ministers, ministers, ministers!"

Gu An was leaning on the back of the chair, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and was conscientiously recording the two people. Just when the camera caught Lu Xiangyang closing his eyes, the piano interlude flowed to the last bar. There was a "pop" in the field.

A spotlight above their heads suddenly exploded with bright small sparks, and the light flashed violently, and then the picture went dark all of a sudden.

The screen behind the stage, the spotlights overhead, including the lights on both sides of the set, all went out almost at the same time.

Gu An's phone is still on.

"It's over." Gu An clicked his tongue, "This is a short circuit of the light."

Compared with the rapidly dimmed lights, fortunately the sound system is still working normally, and the volume is still maintained at the original level. It should only be a partial failure of the stage equipment.

There was a commotion in the auditorium.

The sound of the piano stopped at the end of the interlude, like a long pause and emotional blank.

"...Too bad, Brother Xi!"

Lu Xiangyang hurriedly turned around, and sure enough, he saw Zhou Xi silently staring at the piano keys in front of him, as if there was a bottomless abyss beneath him.

He must have lost sight of the only brightness.

Lu Xiangyang gritted his teeth.

What are you afraid of?Before Zhou Xi took the stage, he talked to him about the stage accident he had encountered.

"If there is an accident and you don't deal with it, the performance of the show will be poor." Sitting on the rest chair in the backstage, Zhou Xi said to him with a smile, "Don't panic, don't mess up, just think about the best performance. You know, if you mess up, the audience will follow."

But in this situation, the audience almost booed, even if they could sing blindly, they couldn't gather the audience's attention.

The air seemed to stagnate for an instant.He looked at Zhou Xi's silent expression behind the piano in a panic.

He needs light.

Just a little bit—he needs a little light.

Lu Xiangyang anxiously tugged at the hem of his clothes, and inadvertently caught a small, bulging object in his pocket, and his mind froze.

"—!"

By the way, there was an inconspicuous little thing in his pocket.

The author says:

Found something great today! ! !

Smoked salmon from IKEA is also available in pickled herb and smoked herb flavors. (tears) It's amazing.Now it seems that the package of three flavors is a combined discount price of 99! (I don't know if it is a long-term activity)

A pack has been opened, and it is exactly the same as the smoked salmon ordered in the IKEA restaurant~ the portion is about 2.5 times that of the restaurant (by visual inspection).The packaged ones can be bought home and frozen to eat anytime, anywhere.

If you like to eat salmon and smoked flavors, you can give it a try - it's quite convenient, you can eat it after thawing, and the whole has a unique salty taste.Close to the feeling of chilled sashimi.The portion is not bad, enough for me to eat by myself (those who can eat shut up).

Love it with yellow lemon juice and horseradish sauce, which is also sold in pinches at the little IKEA store!

The sour lemon juice is so appetizing, it sucks.

PS: Rounding off the red carpet. (quietly)