After dressing up as a wealthy and pitiful little man, I hold the Shuangwen script in my hand

Chapter 263

"Speaking of which, An Ziyu is a little more difficult this time than the last few times, but it is really far-fetched to reach the final at this level."

"If she can get the ranking this time, she will really show her dark side."

"Speaking of An Zixuan, I'll stick to her older sister, An Qier, who plays the piano better."

There was an endless stream of voices mocking An Zizhen, each sentence becoming more piercing.

Gu Yuanyuan stood up angrily, and roared fiercely, "What do you know? Ziyu deliberately restrained his abilities."

In the auditorium at the scene, someone immediately echoed Gu Yuanyuan.

"Of course they don't know, the gunman invited by Angel deliberately praised her!

An Ziyu is not good, but what about An Qier?A person who didn't even participate in the competition, but worshiped the master as a teacher, and directly passed the finals, is she awesome? ?

She always has a pitiful look on her face, for fear that others will not know and she will be bullied.What is this kind of person called?Green tea, white lotus.

The people who support her are nothing to me.Return the princess!How old are you to call yourself a princess?Do you still call yourself a girl when you are 60 years old? "

It was Sun Yingying who spoke. Although her words were harsh, her words made sense.

She came here specially to watch the game today, but met a lot of gunmen bought by Angel, who deliberately praised her there.

Sun Yingying couldn't get used to it, and couldn't help complaining.

The booers recognized that person as Sun Yingying, the eldest lady of the Sun family, and immediately shut their mouths without daring to offend her.

When Sun Yingying said that, An Zihuang's fans also stood up.

"We, Caviar, will not deal with this kind of person. Caviar is the same high-cold type as Ziyu!!"

An Ziyu's fans call themselves Caviar.

This time many people came here just to cheer for An Ziyu.

"How about An Ziyu, she has her own strength, and she doesn't need to be as knowledgeable as those clowns who take credit for their achievements."

"That's right, An Ziyu is a capable type, so why bother with this kind of person."

"Shameless, proving yourself by crushing others is simply shameless."

……

on the stage.

An Ziyu lowered his eyes, a pair of dark eyes under long eyelashes, full of deep thought.

Her slender white hands rest on the black and white keys.

Soon, the familiar melody flowed from An Zixuan's fingertips.

Sure enough, it is the melody that waits for a thousand years.

At the scene, the audience roared with laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Sure enough, it's a thousand-year wait."

But in the next second, those laughing so vigorously, those who wanted to take the opportunity to make a fuss couldn't laugh anymore.

There was a magical power in An Zihong's piano sound.

It made those few people feel a great sadness inexplicably.

Obviously, the song they were most familiar with was played on the stage. They sang it since they were young, the melody in the legend of the White Snake.

But, hearing it again, why do you feel so sad?

When An Ziyu spoke, his voice was exceptionally pleasant, melodious, and filled with a hint of sadness.

It's just that it's "Wait Once in a Thousand Years", but apart from opening the mouth, the singing after that is completely different.

An Ziyu simply left, only accompanied by the sound of the piano.

The out-of-tune part is completely covered by the piano sound.

In the end, the sound of the piano was miraculously carried away by the singing.

The whole song, except for the beginning, is still in tune, basically there are not many melodies in tune except for the words.

It is said that it is a one-time wait in a thousand years, but it is better to say that An Zixuan composed another piece of music on the spot.

An Ziyu knew he was off tune.

(End of this chapter)