Chapter 659 The Piano Is Soft and the Singing Is Sad.

Years later, Serena Twain still remembered that morning.

In a TV interview, she expressed remorse and emotion, and said: "It's really a pity, we didn't have a video camera at that time, so the situation at that time could not be preserved, otherwise, if someone could Record the situation at that time and post it on the Internet, I think countless people will be crazy about it!"

And on the morning when what she said would make "countless people go crazy", Millie Mayfair, who was already a well-known global pop idol, well-known R&B and soul singer at that time, slammed the last Then she stood up proudly, and when she received warm and heartfelt applause from everyone, she was also the one who applauded enthusiastically, and together with the others, she looked at the big boy from China with some expectation.

Yes, a big boy.

Like Millie Mayfair, only 22!

The lover of their good friend Liao, a person whom Liao highly respects.

He was also applauding and said with a smile: "Great, very good!"

Millie Fairy smiled confidently, and she was not polite, and stretched out her hand as a "please" gesture.

So he smiled, glanced at the musical instruments in the room one by one, turned his head and asked Liao Liao, in English, "Do you want to hear a Soul song, or something else?"

At that moment, Serena Twain clearly captured the undisguised love and pampering in Li Qian's eyes. Of course, there was also something that could be called self-confidence or pride.

He seemed calm, too calm.

Look full of confidence.

Liao Liao smiled, turned to look at Serena Twain, then at Jon Bridges, and finally landed on Millie Mayfair's face. Millie Mayfair was a little surprised and a little bit surprised, but she quickly came to her senses and said provocatively, "Qian, can I listen to you all?"

Li Qian shrugged and walked to the piano without saying a word.

After thinking about it, he said, "This song is called "Yesterday-once-more"."

After finishing speaking, he put his fingers on the keys and tried a few notes. Then, the piano sounded, soft and lyrical.

Everyone looked at him.

"When-i-was-young-i'd-listen-to-the-radio,

waiting-for-my-favorite-songs,

when-they-played-i'd-sing-along,

it–make-me-smile.

those-were-such-happy-times-and-not-so-long–ago,

how-i–wondered-where-they'd-gone.

but-they're-back–again-just-like–a-long-lost-friend,

all-the-songs-i-love-so-well.

every-shalala–every-wo'wo

still-shines.

………”

I don't know if it's because of the exhaustion of the journey, but when he speaks, it's not very obvious, but when he sings, he has a slight hoarseness.

Of course, at this moment, accompanied by the soft piano sound, the tired hoarseness in the voice not only does not damage its beauty, but also has an indescribable slowness and moving.

He is skilled at playing the piano and has superb singing skills.

The face was young and full of vigor, but the voice was vicissitudes and warm.

In the middle of singing, the eyes are gently closed, the eyelashes are blinking at that moment, and the shoulders are shaking and rising naturally with the playing, all of which are so touching.

At that moment, Serena Twain was in no mood to pay attention to the reaction of her close friend Millie Faier. All she knew was that she bit her lower lip in surprise, and all the muscles in her body trembled nervously. An uncontrollable impulse fills your heart and lungs, it is a feeling that makes you subconsciously want to hold your breath, it makes you subconsciously want to let such a song, such a voice, forever Do not stop.

Many years later, facing the camera, she recalled emotionally: "There, I just looked at him, my eyes were only two steps away from him, from the piano, and I could clearly see his fingers falling on the On the keys, I could clearly see his body swaying slightly, his eyelashes blinking, and then, I heard such a song... You know, it was morning, the sun shone through the glass windows, Everyone in the room was holding their breath, and at that moment, gasping was a crime! The room was so bright, and his voice was so clean and sad, and his face so charming, there was a The power to break everyone's heart, you know, in that moment, I even fell in love with his white shirt..."

…………

At most, it took more than two minutes, Li Qian's singing stopped, and then the piano sound stopped.

The aftertaste is long.

The sun is gentle.

Everyone has similar expressions on their faces.

Moved, sad, shocked.

Millie Fairy pursed her lips tightly, her big beautiful eyes were staring at Li Qian closely.

Li Qian got up, showed a shallow smile, shrugged, "SO..."

Jon Bridges was the first to applaud, his face full of seriousness and excitement.

"Oh my God, I haven't heard a song like this in fifty years!"

Millie Fairy let out a chuckle and pushed Jon, "Joe! You are not yet forty years old!"

Jon continued with a serious face, "Yes, that's right! But I really haven't heard such a song in fifty years! My God, my God! S.H.I.T! It should be a hundred years!"

Everyone laughed and applauded.

Li Qian smiled confidently and bowed slightly to the applause like a gentleman.

Serena Twain bit her lip slightly, looked at Li Qian, and clapped vigorously. Although it was slow, every time she slapped her palms, she seemed to smash her palms with such force!

After the applause stopped, without waiting for others to speak, she suddenly said: "Qian, can you sing the song just now again?"

While speaking, she clasped her hands together with a touch of begging, "Please!"

Liao Liao interrupted with a smile, "No, no, no! Serena, listen to it again and you will remember everything. I know your ability, and this song will be the title song of my new album!"

Li Qian laughed.

With a delicate and pitiful face, Serena turned to Liao Liao, "Oh, Liao, dear, help me, I really want to listen to it again, I...I...God!"

As she was talking, she suddenly stopped, closed her eyes, and after a while, she took a deep breath, and then opened her eyes, "Okay, my fault, I..." Before she finished speaking, tears filled her eyes Bright.

"Oh, baby!" Liao Liao hugged her tightly.

No one knew what happened to her at that moment.

What past events come to mind? Or...a sad relationship?

no one knows.

Liao Liao hugged her, and Millie also went to comfort her.

Turning his head, Liao Liao winked at Li Qian.

Li Qian shrugged, had no choice but to go back to the piano and sit down, took a deep breath, and put his fingers on the piano.

At this moment, the sun shines on the floor through the glass window.

In the sun, some dust dances gently.

The sound of the piano is soft and the singing is sad.

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