The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 412 NO.15 Candidate
When the entire audience even the air was still for a moment.

Su Yu raised his head from Weibo, Assistant Yan, who was dozing off, slowly sat up straight, and the eyes of the big boss who had been distracted in the corner gradually focused on the stage.

Then they understood why this quiet was so different from the previous ones.

Because it is really an impeccable face that makes people want to hold their breath.

For many candidates, the big screen that only shows the dead corners of their appearance seems to be a great magic tool to magnify their appearance for girls.

She didn't introduce herself, she just bent towards the audience, the angle was neither deep nor shallow, but she could make people feel her politeness just right.

Then the girl lowered her eyes.

Three seconds later, she looked up.

The pupils are pitch-black, and the fundus of the eyes is as dark as an abyss. Just one glance makes the whole body numb.

At this moment, everyone knew from the numb and cold feeling that the performance had begun.

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She has no background music, but there is a piano on stage.

She did not wear a hospital gown like some previous candidates.

But the slender and slender neck protruding from the neckline of her dark green blouse seemed to be broken when folded, extending from the graceful and fragile lines of the neck, and the perfectly contoured face showed a sickly look under the black hair. It was ice white, so the tear mole under his eyes became more vivid and bright red, and the pupils became darker and deeper.

Even the feet she lifted up as she walked to that piano... she wasn't wearing shoes!
Only then did everyone notice that the girl walked onto the stage barefoot.

The stage was covered with a thick red carpet, so the snow-white, tender, slender ankle bone was exposed to everyone.

thin.

too skinny.

These things that can be seen intuitively on the outside directly left a pale and sick impression on everyone.

Compared with those illusions wrapped in hospital gowns, it is real enough to give people the illusion - this person is sick!

Because healthy people don't have such white to transparent skin, and they don't have such lonely and thin ankles.

She must be sick.

Everyone couldn't help but believe it.

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The girl walked to the piano barefoot like this.

Her steps are also different from ordinary people.

Like a person in a trance, although not staggering, but can see the vacant, ghostly state.

But on the big screen, her expression was very calm, and her eyes fell quietly on the piano, not in a daze.

Therefore, such a wonderful combination shows a strange state of disharmony that makes people's hearts tense.

Finally the girl sat down in front of the piano.

She opened the cover of the piano and put the score in front of her. After a few seconds of stillness, she raised her hand, and her slender fingers fell down quickly.

LOVE.

A very gentle tune.

However, she didn't play smoothly at first, the rhythm was intermittent, and her fingers landed on the keys one by one, looking a bit clumsy.

But she looked at the score very seriously.

Gradually, those notes finally became coherent.

Without the cello ensemble, the solo piano performance becomes ethereal and cool, but still very gentle, like an eternal watchman from the depths of time, looking at a desolate and endless road to time, She is waiting for someone who is either familiar or unfamiliar.

The girl played slowly, her eyes kept on the piano score, and at some point she slowly lost her focus.

Following the music, she slowly tilted her head, her eyes slowly moving to her side.

It was as if there was a person sitting there.

Someone she's been waiting for.

The girl showed a very faint but existing smile.

Everyone had goosebumps at this moment.

　Is there any-- tonight?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)