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Chapter 757: Listening to the rain at night in a small building outside the mountain

"Emperor Qin!"

"Emperor Qin!"

Support sounds come one after another, and the entire theater is very lively.

Qin Jun is now so famous, but he never shows up, and there are very few related news on the Internet.

However, he has long been internationally famous for his role in Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.

Many people actually know that Qin Jun is not only good at traditional Chinese medicine, but also plays the guqin.

I wonder how many people were amazed when the zither and zither were singing.

Unfortunately, Luo Xian'er later withdrew from the entertainment industry and the two no longer cooperated.

"I am really flattered by Emperor Qin's busy schedule."

Luo Xian'er was half-joking and burst into laughter.

"Next, Emperor Qin and I will give you a song "Looking at the Night of the Rain in the Small Buildings Away from the Mountain", I hope everyone will like it."

【From a natural】

Soon, someone brought up a guqin.

Qin Jun sat cross-legged without saying anything, and glanced at the guqin.

It looks pretty good. It should be a guqin imitated by modern skills, using extremely unique sandalwood.

The circles of patterns, combined with the crystal clear strings, are absolutely valuable.

This song is Luo Xian'er's new song. Qin Jun has heard it several times and can play the song.

As the lights dimmed again, the entire venue became quieter.

Qin Jun played the piano with both hands, and the melodious sound of the piano began to sound.

The middle is mixed with the sound of thunder and rain from the backstage, like water dripping into the pool, crisp and loud.

The clean and real sound suddenly made people feel like they were in an endless green forest, as if they were listening to the sound of rain.

Luo Xian'er spoke gently, and a sound like a sound of nature suddenly rang out.

Counting the ripe red beans in spring, after no one was around, the cold and late autumn in front of the courtyard were for whom to lose weight?

Only my figure is cast under the moon, who should I stay with

The wine enters the throat but cannot relieve the sorrow. The lotus flowers lie on the branches again, but the butterflies cannot stay.

I wandered like a river flowing eastward. Looking at the willows across the bank in front of the door, I was still lonely and I was speechless and let my tears flow.

...

The slightly hoarse voice mixed with the melancholy and sad sound of the piano can be said to be natural and flawless!

The lyrics with unique style and slightly melancholy and lonely lyrics are even more contagious.

Off the audience, Brother Kai’s eyes were filled with tears, and he was very excited.

"It sounds so nice! I really didn't expect that Xian'er hasn't sang for a year and she still sang so well!"

"It's rare to see Xian'er so devoted!

"This song can be her main song this year. I have a feeling that it can definitely be popular!"

"If he can help film MV again, he will definitely win the award this year!"

Brother Kai and several staff members had a heated discussion, and Lin Yihan, who had always opposed Luo Xian'er, calmed down.

Luo Xian'er has the talent for singing, which is a fact.

But the efforts she put in behind her are definitely unimaginable to anyone.

In order to protect your throat, Luo Xian'er never touches spicy food, or even stimulating wine.

When I have time, I will write songs, composing songs and lyrics by myself. If I am not satisfied with anything, I will overturn it and start over again.

She not only relies on her own talent, but also on her usual efforts.

Luo Xian'er's typhoon is also quite good, and she can easily control the atmosphere on the scene.

With her unique singing voice, she infected all the audience.

At the end, even Mu Zixuan rubbed her eyes and said softly: "I have heard a lot of her songs, and this is the first time I have felt this way."

"Just, when I saw Xiaoyun..."

"Yes, I can cooperate with Xian'er to play the piano, and I've only met him now."

"It's better to say that he is cooperating with Xian'er than to say that Xian'er is cooperating with him."

Mu Zixuan is right. The rhythm and tune of the whole song are controlled by Qin Jun.

It seems that Luo Xian'er's singing guided all this, but the real one is Qin Jun!

The lyrics of this song are quite ancient, but they do not have that pretentious feeling, and even Qin Jun cannot pick them up.

At that time, Qin Jun was still very strange. Luo Xian'er's girl had poor historical achievements and couldn't bear to look at her.

But the lyrics can be written so well. If he hadn't seen her compose with his own eyes, he would have doubted whether she had found a gunman?

The piano sound stopped, and Luo Xian'er also put down the microphone at the same time.

The whole audience was silent, and almost all the audience did not react.

"Ah? It's over?"

"So fast?!"

"I haven't heard enough yet, it sounds so nice!"

"Do it again!"

"Do it again!"

...

Accompanied by thunderous applause, all the audience shouted.

Luo Xian'er smiled and looked at Qin Jun, "Can you do it?"

Isn't this obvious to have a trap for myself?

Qin Jun nodded helplessly. He did this as a good thing, so he regarded it as a good deed for himself.

When he was in the Qin Dynasty, there were too many ordinary people who had divorced their wives and children because of his decisions.

Although his general direction is correct, it is indeed not very good for these people.

Even if he was asked to return to the Qin Dynasty, he would not change his decision.

but……

This concert is for the charity foundation, which can be considered a benefit to the people, so it doesn’t matter.

He knows a lot of music, especially Luo Xian'er has shown him the music score in advance, so he knows how to play it very well.

"Girl..."

Mu Zixuan looked at Li Youmeng who was a little stunned and whispered: "You have to seize the opportunity. This man on the stage is quite popular. If you are not careful, you may be snatched away..."

"Dad! What are you talking nonsense..."

Li Youmeng's pretty face was blushing, but fortunately it was dark now and it couldn't be seen.

Mu Zixuan smiled knowingly and said lightly: "I know very well what you are thinking. But you must also face up to your own thoughts. Although he is very proactive in daily life, he is not a person who likes to take the initiative in terms of feelings. So, happiness needs to be achieved by oneself."

"I don't want you to regret it in the future, it will be too late..."

Mu Zixuan's words are also reasonable. Perhaps it is due to historical factors that lead to different concepts.

Qin Jun's personality is extremely elusive, and he likes to dominate his daily life.

But in terms of emotions, he seemed a little dull.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand, it’s purely because he doesn’t want to!

Li Youmeng lowered her head and stuttered: "Dad, don't talk nonsense."

"Just think your father is talking nonsense. After all, there is no father in the world who doesn't care about his daughter. I just hope you don't regret it."

Li Youmeng smiled and looked at Qin Jun who seemed to be shining on the stage, and said softly: "I believe in him!" I want to talk about "Rebirth of Emperor Qin" with more like-minded people. Follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, talk about life, and find friends~
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