He was on fire at the apex of Yan Ye's heart

Ji Qingxue was so angry that her face turned blue, she couldn't smile anymore, and stepped off the stage with a cold face.

The field is also quiet.

Lou Wensheng sat back on the chair and looked at Yan Chen with hatred, "Is it your brat's piano?"

He didn't believe that anyone in this world could get Beat's piano except Boy Yan.

Yan Chen pressed her finger to her lips, "Master, don't make noise, Huai Huai is going to play the piano."

Lou Wensheng: "..."

He sat down angrily.

On the stage.

Yue Huai sat on the chair.

The lights dimmed, and a bright spotlight shone on him.

The young man was wearing ordinary clothes, his eyelids were slightly drooping, his curled eyelashes were fully reflected, and his porcelain white face was so beautiful that it was so shockingly beautiful that one couldn't help but hold his breath.

After sitting on the chair, his posture changed instantly. If he was lazy before, he is very upright now.

He was so upright that he looked like an aristocratic teenager in an oil painting of the seventeenth century.

cool.

Extravagance.

It's too beautiful to look directly at.

George's eyes glowed.

The live broadcast room also suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, someone suddenly made a sentence.

[I would like to call this a face. 】

A face that can only be possessed by a fairy.

Yuehuai put her fingers on the strings and began to play.

Zheng——

It was as if ten thousand horses were galloping past, the intense and pleasant sound suddenly pulled the heartstrings, and it was like a drumbeat, hitting the heart heavily.

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

Yan Chen sat up straight and looked at the people on the stage without blinking her peach blossom eyes.

clang clang clang --

A series of notes came out from Yue Huai's fingertips. Those notes were so fierce that they were like drums being beaten in a battle, or like swords and guns being exchanged on the battlefield.

One after another.

The venue was full of intense music, the blood began to pump, and everyone clenched their fists, feeling that for a moment, they were really fighting on the battlefield.

There is no thought, no consciousness, only the sword in the hand keeps waving, inserting/inserting into the enemy's body again and again.

Kill until you lose your mind.

Kill to exhaustion.

The people around him fell one by one, and the battle was over without knowing it.

The music tone lowered, from high, from magnificent, from passionate, to soft, to mournful.

The general saw the corpses of enemies or comrades-in-arms all over the ground, and his body was covered with blood. He looked at the devastated ground, held a spear, and stood up in embarrassment.

far away--

The sun rose.

This is also "Holy Light", a more complete and more outstanding "Holy Light" than Ji Qingxuela's.

One song, 15 minutes.

After playing, no one moved.

The whole hall was silent.

Yuehuai put away the piano, put it in a box, and walked slowly down the stage.

The host finally recovered.

However, she didn't know what to say.

The live broadcast room is even quieter than the scene.

It's so quiet that you almost think it's disconnected.

No one is posting barrage, not a single person.

After a long time, a sentence slowly appeared on the screen.

[I cried just now, how about you? 】

As if the play button was pressed, the entire screen began to move.

[I fuck, fuck, fuck.This 188 is worth it. 】

[Stop it, I'm crying like a dog, is my brother having a concert?I will buy it even if I lose everything. 】

【Ahhhhhh, I really cried, very loudly, my mother came to ask me what was wrong, and then she also cried. 】

[Do you still remember what Yue Huai just said about the song? 】

["Holy Light", "Holy Light", "Holy Light", are you stupid upstairs? 】

【I can't even breathe. In contrast, what Ji Qingxue pulls is shit. 】

[I just want to ask, did you record the screen just now?I forgot to record.I want to chop off my useless hands now. 】

[I recorded it, I recorded it, I recorded it with my mobile phone, and I will post it on Weibo now. 】

The whole studio went crazy.

Many people were excited and incoherent. They posted comments like crazy, and rushed to Weibo like crazy, and started watching the screen recording.

Yuehuai got off the stage, seeing that everyone was not moving, she raised her eyebrows slightly, quite speechless, "What? Is it hard to hear?"

The words were spoken to Yan Chen.

Yan Chen came back to his senses, his fingers on the armrest trembled slightly, he stretched out his hand to hold Yue Huai, his voice hoarse.

"It sounds good. Huaihuai, you gave my brother a big surprise."

Lou Wensheng's heart was still beating crazily, and his eyes were frantically eager, "Let's go, Yuehuai, come back to the imperial capital with me."

He swore that such a good seedling would be able to reach the world's top music scene without his teaching.

Dialect Li wiped his eyes in a bit of embarrassment, "It sounds good. It sounds so good."

George's eyes were also shining, and he was trembling with excitement, "Oh, Huai, you played so well, I thought I saw Beate alive. Huai, sign for me, hurry up."

Saying that, he took off his coat, found out the pen, and stuffed it into Yue Huai's hand.

Only then did the people on the field react.

They got up one after another and began to applaud roaringly. Like crazy, the applause was so loud that it almost toppled the roof of the auditorium.

Ji Xiaozhen and the others were all dumbfounded. They couldn't believe it, and they couldn't believe it. They looked at Yuehuai like they were watching a ghost.

This... how is this possible?

Doesn't Yue Huai even know how to play the violin?Why can he play such moving... beautiful music.

It took Yuechuhe a long time to find his voice, "Mom, didn't you say he can't pull?"

Ji Xiaozhen stared blankly at Yuehuai, she was wearing ordinary clothes, but she was shining all over.

She said in a daze, "I don't know."

I don't know why Yuehuai is so good at studying, I don't know why Yuehuai can draw and write calligraphy, and I don't know why Yuehuai can play the violin.

Chen Qinghe's face was extremely ugly, as if he had a heart attack and almost suffocated.

An Ying is also stupid.

Mu Yichen looked at Yuehuai, his heart was pounding, and it seemed as if he was caught by something, which caused him a lot of pain.

He closed his eyes in pain, but his mind was full of the image of Yue Huai playing just now.

Yue Huai was speechless.

He returned George's clothes, "Joe, don't make trouble."

George was excited, "I'm not making trouble, I'm serious. Oh, Huai, you didn't see the way you played the violin just now, it's really...really wonderful. Your violin sound is the most beautiful I've ever heard Voice."

Yuehuai: "..."

Foreigners are so exaggerated.

Yan Chen held Yue Huai's hand tightly, "It's very beautiful."

When watching Huai Huai play, he felt a light appeared in his heart, and that light dispelled all the darkness in his heart.

holy light.

Huaihuai is also his holy light.

Yue Huai raised her eyes lazily, "Going home?"

He was a little tired after not pulling for a long time.

Yan Chen nodded, smiled lightly, with tenderness in her eyes, "Return."

The host finally came to his senses, and hurriedly called out to Yuehuai, "Mr. Yue, please stay."

Yue Huai raised her eyes, but there was no emotion in them, "Is there something wrong?"

The host just subconsciously wanted to keep Yue Huai, and didn't think about what he would do to keep him, so he was taken aback for a moment, "I would like to invite you to send me a speech."

Yue Huai paused, threw the piano to Yan Chen, turned around to go on stage, took the microphone, and said slowly, "Is it the address? Well, Ji Qingxue's "Holy Light" was copied." After a pause, "The other three songs are also .”

I copied his.

After speaking, step down.

Chen Qinghe felt a pain in her chest and fainted immediately.

There was an uproar.

Ji Qingxue went crazy in the background.

When she found out that Yue Huai played better than her, she tried to find a way to stop it, but it didn't work.

A few men in black appeared from nowhere and directly controlled her.

After finally waiting for Yuehuai to finish playing, the host called him up again, and now he even accused her of plagiarism.

She didn't copy at all, her music was bought from the gunman.

In fact, people with ears could find that Ji Qingxue copied it after listening to Yuehuai's holy light, but they didn't express their doubts.

Hearing Yue Huai say this now, he immediately exploded.

First, the fans in the arena.

"I'm speechless, and I still tell myself a talented woman in the 21st century, that's all. Let's go."

"It's really not worth the money, it's my fault, bah."

"It's funny enough to end the game."

With that said, most of the people got up and left. In the blink of an eye, the concert hall, which was originally not crowded, was more than half empty.

The live broadcast room also exploded.

[Haha, just ask Ji Qingxue's fans if their face hurts. 】

[Thinking in another way, if I were Ji Qingxue, I'm afraid I'd already want to die. 】

【What kind of luck is Ji Qingxue? I've never heard of any of the songs she sang, so how could she be caught plagiarizing by such a coincidence. 】

[Let me popularize science. Yue Huaila's "Holy Light" is actually not a particularly cold song. This song is the accompaniment to a drama in Ozhou. I was lucky enough to listen to it once, but the completeness is not as high as Yue Huaila's. . 】

[God upstairs, can you tell me what drama it is?I also want to see, why can't this repertory troupe go on a domestic tour. 】

[The extension of "Youth and Magic" tells the story of Narion, which is quite small. 】

Narion is a supporting role in "Youth and Magic". Because he is a villain, there are few characters and the popularity is not particularly high.This is also the reason why "Holy Light" is not famous.

After receiving the science popularization, someone immediately searched it, and even climbed over the wall and ran to the Internet, and finally pulled out "Holy Light".

[Knock, it's really exactly the same as Ji Qingxue's, but it's not as complete as Yuehuai's.Now I want to know who Yue Huai is?How is he so powerful. 】

[Upstairs in popular science, Jin Cordora's high school student, now in the third year of high school.Crying, all high school seniors, why am I so useless?When Nu Wa pinched people, did she forget to pinch my brain? 】

[Stop talking, transfer to Jin Cordora now. 】

Yuehuai didn't know how lively the Internet was.

After stepping off the stage, he and Yan Chen planned to leave.

When passing the second row, he was stopped by Ji Xiaozhen.

Ji Xiaozhen smiled flatteringly, her eyes were full of guilt and regret.

"Huaihuai, are you free? Your father and I want to take you to dinner, along with your two older brothers."

Yue Huai raised her eyes, her cold eyes didn't have much emotion, "I'm very busy, I don't have time."

After speaking, he lifted his foot and walked outside.

The hand was held by Ji Xiaozhen.

He turned around and gave Ji Xiaozhen a cold look.

Ji Xiaozhen quickly withdrew her hand as if being burned, "I... Mom knows that I misunderstood you, but... But can you give Mom a chance?"

The posture appears very low.

Yue Huai still had no expression on her face, with one hand in her pocket, and her voice was emotionless and lazy.

"Ms. Ji, do you remember what you said?"

Ji Xiaozhen was slightly taken aback, "What are you talking about?"

The corners of Yuehuai's lips were lifted up, and there was sarcasm in his eyes, "You said that the household registration book is given to you, and you will no longer be a member of our Yue family."

He has a good memory, not only remembering what Ji Xiaozhen said, but also her haughty expression at that time.

Ji Xiaozhen was taken aback suddenly, regret and embarrassment surged up at the same time, she was a little at a loss.

"me……"

She wanted to say that what she said was angry at that time, but she knew in her heart that at that time, it was not angry at all.

Yue Huai didn't have the patience to continue listening, and passed Ji Xiaozhen directly.

This time, Ji Xiaozhen didn't stop her.

After leaving the concert hall, he said to Yan Chen beside him, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Yan Chen hummed lightly, his eyes moved, "I'm with you."

Yuehuai: "..."

Does this man think the two of them are children?Hold hands when going to the toilet.

Yan Chen handed the violin to George to take it, told Mr. Lou again, and took Yue Huai to the bathroom together.

The bathroom in the concert hall is on the second floor. It is well furnished, there is no peculiar smell, and there are still flowers on the sink.

Yue Huai picked a cubicle and planned to go in, but Yan Chen behind him followed.

It didn't count to keep up, and the door was locked.

Yuehuai: "..."

He was speechless for a while, and raised his eyelids, "What are you doing?"

Yan Chen didn't return, and smiled softly, but her peach blossom eyes were as dark as the deep sea, filled with complicated and difficult emotions.

He pinched Yue Huai's waist and pressed him against the wall, his voice hoarse.

"Huaihuai, can brother kiss you?"

Yuehuai: "..."

His chest was inexplicably restless, he didn't dare to look directly into Yan Chen's eyes, and his earlobes were slightly warm.

"What if I say no?"

Laughter overflowed from the corner of the man's mouth, he chuckled lightly, it was so seductive.

"No, it's useless."

Yuehuai: "..."

He paused, curled his fingers slightly, and raised his eyes, "Then you still ask?"

Yan Chen paused for breath, and suddenly reacted, his heart started beating crazily, making his throat tight.

He swallowed, lowered his head, and carefully leaned over Yue Huai's lips, his thin lips moved slightly, and his voice rang between their lips and teeth.

"Huaihuai, brother doesn't want to bear it anymore."

He originally planned to wait for Huaihuai to graduate from high school before talking about his relationship with him, but now, he couldn't bear it for a second.

Yue Huai was slightly startled, before she could realize what Yan Chen's words meant, her lips and teeth were pried open.

The man's pleasant smell poured into his lips and teeth together with the thick hormones.

The tip of the tongue is hooked.

The lips and teeth were severely swept away.

A kiss so passionate and crazy that it was almost breathless.

Yue Huai held her breath, her lungs lacked oxygen, Bai Ci's face flushed, and her body leaned softly into the man's arms.