Chapter 955 Sudden Change

Song Mian sang, it was the scene of a car accident, and he was out of tune.

It's okay for Song Mian to play the first piece, but singing will be terrible. People who are not good at musical instruments will not be out of tune when they sing.

Musicality and intonation are two different things, just like people who can eat may not necessarily be able to cook.

Seeing his wife's disgusted expression, Song Mian kept an embarrassed yet polite smile.

He later sought someone to teach him, but Song Mian felt that everyone had a certain talent.

Even though he is much better now than before, when he came to the stage and sang, he reckoned he would hold Yun back.

The show was full of climaxes. Yun Xiangxiang was in front of a famous magician from Baodao and abroad to perform a magic together.

Everyone screamed in surprise, and the warm applause almost drowned out the scene.

When the magic show was over, the two hosts came onto the stage and interacted with the two magicians for a short while, then led the audience to send them off the stage with applause, and then sang and sang to lead Yun Xiangxiang to the next show.

Yun Xiangxiang walked onto the stage, and the darkened stage was lit up again.

The stage was huge, and a piano was placed on the edge. Song Mian sat in front of the piano, and the beautiful prelude sounded soothingly.

Yun Xiangxiang was surprised for a moment, because this was an arrangement that had not been made before, but it did not disturb her rhythm.

Beside her were children in cherub costumes, and they began to dance lightly.

As the melody came, Yun Xiangxiang opened his voice.

my dear baby

You light up the darkness of night

my dear baby

You shine the beauty of the starry sky

Small hands, faint eyebrows

round face, soft mouth

...

The sweet singing voice, accompanied by the melodious melody flowing from the black and white keys, lingered on the stage with flashing lights.

The lovely children have exquisite faces, and their dances are pure and soft like their age.

Such a beautiful picture, like a broken clock, makes everyone's hearts slow down along with the world.

Listen quietly, savor slowly...

Let's sing a song, and there is a string of piano tunes that cleanse the soul at the end, as if some kind of sweetness is slowly elongating in the taste buds, which makes people unable to help but immerse themselves in the aftertaste.

After the piano sound ended, there was a few seconds of silence before everyone realized that the show had been performed perfectly, and applauded fiercely with a little slow reaction.

"Oh, I've heard this song many times, but it's the first time I've heard it so fascinated." The hostess came up first, witty and without silence.

"Yes, that's right. My heart softened when I heard this song for the first time, and I wish I could have a soft and sweet child soon." The male host echoed.

"Then you have to work hard, I wish you what you want as soon as possible." The hostess was already standing beside Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian while joking, and took advantage of the opportunity to say to Yun Xiangxiang, "I want to give Xiangxiang and Mr. Send a congratulations and wish the two newlyweds a happy marriage."

Yun Xiangxiang smiled happily: "Thank you, thank you."

"We all know that thinking about it is a newlywed. I just heard your singing. Think about it, do you like children very much? Otherwise, how could you sing with such deep feelings."

"I like children very much." Yun Xiangxiang nodded.

The male host didn't neglect Song Mian either, and continued, "Thinking about liking children, has Mr. Song planned to have a few children with Xiangxiang?"

"In our family, my wife has the final say on all matters big and small." Song Mian's answer elicited a burst of laughter from below.

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Song has tracheitis." The hostess couldn't help but ask Yun Xiangxiang, "Have you thought about how many babies you will have in the future? You two don't have much looks. It's a waste of genes to have a few children, don't you think?"

Of course, there was a group of booing below, shouting extremely loudly.

Yun Xiangxiang couldn't hide his sweetness, but he was still a little shy, but he still answered seriously: "I plan to have at least two babies, so that I won't be lonely."

"Looks like I'm already mentally prepared to be a mother, so I'm here to bless the two precious children..."

Just when the host was about to send Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian off, something happened suddenly, and something fell off Yun Xiangxiang's head.

Before Yun Xiangxiang could feel it at all, her eyes went dark, and she was thrown to the ground with her big hand still resting on the back of her head. Then she watched the heavy object hit Song Mian's shoulder and neck, and he lowered his head. He let out a muffled snort, his face pale.

All of a sudden, the whole stage panicked, and a staff member quickly came forward to help Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian down.

Yun Xiangxiang held Song Mian's hand tightly all the time, her heartbeat accelerated as if it was about to pop out of her mouth, blocking her so much that she couldn't make a sound.

Song Mian passed out before he got out of the public's sight, and Yun Xiangxiang was so frightened that he let out a sharp and desperate cry: "Ah Mian—"

The surrounding people were heartbroken for a while, and then looked at the smashed lamp on the stage, and couldn't help but gasp. If such a lamp hit Yun Xiangxiang's head directly from this height, it would probably kill someone.

Fortunately, a child had an accident before. The medical team was not prepared enough, and an ambulance was added to wait. Song Mian and Yun Xiangxiang were sent to the hospital immediately.

The doctor did an examination and found that only the vagus nerve was hit hard to cause coma, and there was no fatal injury.

The redness and swelling of the shoulders and neck were obvious. After the treatment, the doctor prescribed external medicine and told Yun Xiangxiang not to worry. The injured person would wake up soon, and Yun Xiangxiang was relieved.

Yun Xiangxiang was sitting in the ward, holding Song Mian's hand, his mind was in a mess and his mind was blank.

About half an hour later, Song Mian woke up.

"Does it hurt? Is there any discomfort?" Yun Xiangxiang asked with concern.

Song Mian shook his head, put one hand on the injured shoulder, and moved his neck slightly: "It's not serious, it won't delay the wedding."

Yun Xiangxiang burst into tears, and then she rushed over and hugged Song Mian: "Why are you so stupid, do you know how serious the consequences will be if you hit the head!"

She would rather break her own head and bleed, and could not accept Song Mian's suffering for her.

Song Mian reached out and patted Yun Xiangxiang's back lightly, his eyes were so deep that it was hard to read, and he whispered in Yun Xiangxiang's ear, "I'm sorry."

"Say sorry, don't say sorry, I want you to promise me, don't do this in the future!"

"I can't do it." Song Mian flatly denied it.

Yun Xiangxiang burst into tears again.

Gently brushing away the falling tears with his fingers, Song Mian said softly: "The security department pays so much attention and care to such a grand occasion, such a situation should not happen."

"I won't let it go." Yun Xiangxiang didn't believe it was an accident either.

She must catch the main messenger and let him experience the feeling of being hit on the head by a heavy object!

Just when Yun Xiangxiang was annoyed, a warm palm wrapped her little hand: "I hurt it on purpose."

The main event is coming, there will be more waves tomorrow, so you can enjoy it