Huayu97: Starting with Wu Song Fighting the Tiger

After Liu Xiang finished speaking, she plucked a string and began to play the prelude.

The melody is gentle, with a folk style.

His voice was also good, clear and clean, and he sang with great emotion, accompanied by the guitar melody.

His eyes would occasionally glance at Liang Jingru, with a look of smugness and provocation.

Moreover, he would occasionally glance at Liu Xiang beside him, with a hint of smugness.

He thought Liang Jingru would listen with a look of fascination, just like she used to do in school.

Unexpectedly, Liang Jingru simply smiled politely.

His gaze was fixed on Liu Xiang the entire time; he barely looked at him, let alone showed any infatuation.

Therefore, this man did not attract her attention at all.

It was purely a solo performance.

It was obvious to everyone that he had gone unnoticed.

It was quite an awkward situation.

The performance show turned into a solo show.

After finishing a song, Ah Zhe stopped what he was doing.

He looked at Liang Jingru and asked with a smile:

"Jingru, how is it?"

"Does it sound good? I wrote this especially for you."

"Back in school, didn't you say that I looked best when I played guitar and sang?"

Anyway, I think my performance today was pretty good.

These words immediately carried a clear provocative undertone.

He was ostensibly speaking to Liang Jingru, but in reality, he was speaking to Liu Xiang.

He felt that he had performed very well.

completely fine.

It's likely that his goddess has been deeply attracted by his talent.

Liang Jingru frowned even more, her tone carrying a hint of aloofness.

"Ah Zhe, thank you for your song, it's really nice."

"But let's not talk about the past anymore. I have a boyfriend now."

She simply doesn't appreciate it.

I don't like it either.

Anyway, it was the other party's performance.

It didn't move her in the slightest.

"So what if you have a boyfriend?" Ah Zhe finally couldn't hold back anymore, looking up at Liu Xiang with a hint of disdain in his voice.

"Jingru loves singing and music, you know?"

"Can you play the guitar?"

"Can you write songs?"

"Can you give her the music she wants?"

He had disliked Liu Xiang for a long time.

In his view, Liu Xiang was an outsider from who-knows-where, who didn't understand music at all, and was not worthy of Liang Jingru, a future singer.

Just as Liang Jingru was about to retort, Liu Xiang smiled and pressed her hand down, looking up at A Zhe and speaking calmly:

"I do know a little guitar, and I can write a few songs."

"Since you sang a song for Jingru, I'll sing one for my girlfriend too."

Ah Zhe was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, saying with a disdainful look:

"You can play guitar? You must be kidding!"

Do you know how to press the guitar strings?

"I've been playing guitar for five or six years before I dared to say I know a little bit. Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Liu Xiang didn't waste words with him, but simply extended her hand to him and said:

"Can I borrow your guitar?"

Ah Zhe sneered inwardly, thinking, "I'll see how you make a fool of yourself later."

Then, he handed the guitar directly to Liu Xiang, crossed his arms, and looked on with amusement.

In his opinion, this brat doesn't understand anything.

He doesn't know anything about music; he's just a piece of trash.

Compared to him, they are far inferior.

Liu Xiang took the guitar, held it in her arms, and gently plucked the strings with her fingertips to test the sound.

The newly unlocked singing proficiency skill not only includes songwriting, composing, and singing, but also the playing techniques of various musical instruments, all of which are engraved in his mind.

For him, playing the guitar, such a basic musical instrument, was a piece of cake.

With a gentle touch of his fingertips, a tender and captivating prelude flowed from the strings.

It was just a prelude; the disdain on Ah Zhe's face instantly froze, his eyes widened in disbelief.

The prelude was melodious and the chord arrangement was extremely exquisite, far superior to the piece he had just played.

He had been playing guitar for five or six years and had never heard such a beautiful intro.

Liu Xiang ignored his shocked expression and looked at Liang Jingru beside her with incredibly tender eyes.

Then, he started singing.

The song he sang was Jay Chou's later song, "Simple Love".

This song has a gentle melody and straightforward yet sweet lyrics, making it perfect for singing to someone you like.

Moreover, in 1997, before the song was even released, everyone believed it to be Liu Xiang's original work.

His voice was naturally beautiful, deep and gentle, with a magnetic quality.

Then, combined with the perfect emotional expression brought about by proficient singing skills.

Every lyric seems to be a declaration of love directed at Jingru Liang.

"I can't explain why, but I've become very proactive. If I fall in love with someone, I'll do anything for them."

"I want to announce loudly that I am reluctant to part with you, and even the neighbors next door can guess how I feel right now."

"The wind by the river is blowing my hair, and holding your hand, I feel a surge of inexplicable emotion."

"I want to take you back to my grandma's house, and watch the sunset together until we both fall asleep."

The gentle singing, accompanied by the crisp sound of a guitar, echoed in the quiet courtyard.

Sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves of the mango tree, falling on Liu Xiang.

He lowered his head and continued to gently pluck the strings, his eyes fixed on Liang Jingru beside him, his whole being seemed to be glowing.

Liang Jingru was stunned. She stared at Liu Xiang with her big, watery eyes, her eyes slowly reddening.

She had never heard such a beautiful song, with such a gentle melody and such sweet lyrics.

Every line resonated deep within her heart.

Looking into Liu Xiang's gentle eyes, she felt as if her heart was filled with honey, so sweet it was almost overflowing, overflowing with emotion and admiration.

Ah Zhe, standing next to him, was completely stunned.

His fists loosened, and the disdain, smugness, and hostility on his face vanished without a trace, leaving only shock and disbelief.

He played guitar for five or six years in town.

She even won awards in competitions in Kuala Lumpur and always felt that her guitar skills and songwriting abilities were among the best of her peers.

But now, listening to Liu Xiang playing the guitar and singing, he finally understands what it means to be outmatched and to be truly exceptional.

Whether it's guitar playing skills, melody arrangement, lyric writing, or emotional expression in singing, Liu Xiang is more than a level above him; it's like a complete dimensional reduction attack.

His proud song was utterly insignificant compared to Liu Xiang's.

As the music ended, Liu Xiang slowly stopped, the last note dissipating into the air.

The courtyard was quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Liang Jingru could no longer hold back and threw herself into Liu Xiang's arms.

She hugged his neck, tears streaming down her face, and said in a choked voice:

"Brother Liu Xiang, it sounds so good... I love it..."

"I'm glad Jingru likes it. I wrote this especially for you."