Chapter 78 Period 2
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After Fang Youyou and other noise stopped, she said, "Seeing that everyone is also anxious, I won't waste everyone's time. Next, please enjoy Bai Mo and Yang Zhiyan, the players of "Hundred Birds to the Phoenix" brought us "There is a period of time!"
After the host finished speaking, he slowly walked off the podium.
After seeing the host go down, everyone at the scene clapped their hands, stretched their necks to look at the stage, waiting for the two legendary geniuses to play.
Hearing the host's words, Bai Mo smiled at Yang Zhiyan, who was a little nervous, and gently shook Yang Zhiyan's hand, indicating that she should not be nervous. Yang Zhiyan felt the power from the palm of her hand, raised her head and smiled at Bai Mo, which was a little unnatural.
The two did not hold hands to come to the stage together. Bai Mo was afraid that Yang Zhiyan would be shy, so he did not hold her little hand.
The two walked on the stage together. Yang Zhiyan's Guqin is generally not allowed to be touched by others. She is her sister in time, and she rarely touches her Guqin. In Yang Zhiyan's eyes, Guqin is like a perfect love and can't tolerate any stain. Of course, there are still a few people who can touch her Guqin, her parents, and Bai Mo. It can be seen that Bai Mo has a place in Yang Zhiyan's heart.
Bai Mo took Yang Zhiyan's guqin to the stage and put the guqin on the piano rack that had been placed. Yang Zhiyan smiled and looked at the busy white ink, which was seriously colorful and didn't know what she was thinking.
After the guqin was put away, Yang Zhiyan handed the green flute in his hand to Bai Mo. This small action seems to be full of meaning, and new people can see some clues from it. Of course, these people also include Bai Mo's three bad brothers.
"Ah, isn't this an exchange token, a private life?"
A sudden voice sounded on the playground. Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter and a few hooligan whistles.
Hearing the laughter of the people below, Yang Zhiyan's cheeks suddenly flew two colorful clouds, which looked extremely delicate under the light. Bai Mo looked at the shy Yang Zhiyan with a wry smile and said to himself, "Zhu Hua, you boy, wait. I'll let you taste what it is when you go back. I won't let you find your way home!"
It is easy to tell from the sound that the strange cry just now was made by Zhu Hua. This boy thinks his life is long, so don't blame me for making your life short, Bai Mo thought.
Aren's laughter, Yang Zhiyan quickly sat in front of the Guqin, stroked the piano, and was ready to play at any time. Seeing Yang Zhiyan's action, Bai Mo no longer wastes time. When he was ready, he gave Yang Zhiyan a questioning look. Yang Zhiyan smiled and nodded. Seeing that Yang Zhiyan's state adjustment could come over, Bai Mo was slightly relieved and nodded to the lighting engineer under the stage.
In the astonishment of the crowd, the light on the stage suddenly went out. The whole stage looks dark. For a while, the people on the playground felt that they were in the wilderness. He just resigned and was still brightly lit, but now it has become dark. The sudden contrast made Zong Ren not react.
Is the light broken?
When everyone was doubting and preparing to quarrel, suddenly a fairy-like sound came from the stage. Everyone stopped talking tacitly, and even their breathing became light and long.
The whole playground became dark, only the bright moon was in the sky, but the moonlight was not very bright, and only slightly killed a piece of silver ash on the ground. With the stars and the moon, the breeze slowly blew everyone's clothes, and the sound of nature came from all directions, which was heart-warming.
On the bank of the Orchid Grass River, the flowers and bees are in love, the white clouds in the sky are leisurely, and the fish under the water are happy. Hemei is reflected in every bit. In the distance, Qionglou Yuyu seems to be a mirage, and it is also true. It can't tell whether it is true or false. The picture scroll of thousands of years is slowly unfolding on the grassland where prices have been forgotten. From far to near, from near to far...
A young man in white, handsome and strong, wandered under the bridge across the river with an anxious look on his face. It's like waiting for someone, waiting for a very important person. In an instant, lightning and thunder, and pouring rain fell. As the teenager opened the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, he looked anxiously into the distance. An oil paper umbrella blocks the rain, but it can't stop the restless heart. The wind was getting louder, the thunder was ringing, and the rain was getting stronger. These seemed to persuade the teenager to leave, but they did not shake the teenager's tenaous spirit.
The question is period but indefinite. If the question is indefinite, who will decide this period? If Yi people don't come, how can they leave alone?
The teenager stood with an umbrella in the storm, his clothes were wet by the falling rain, and he stood at the bottom of the bridge in 1998. The rain became heavier and heavier, and the river gradually rose. Suddenly, flash floods broke out. The upstream flash floods followed the trend with mud and gravel. The teenager in white glanced at the torrent from far and near, sighed, and still stood under the bridge with a wry smile on his face, and his eyes were still full of strong love and perseverance. The mountain torrent reached the bridge in an instant, and the bridge was washed away and swallowed up the unyielding teenager. In the mountain torrent, vaguely dressed in white, floating with the waves...
A beautiful girl stood in front of the window and looked out of the window. The rain was getting stronger, and a dazzling lightning cut through the sky, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound. The girl's thoughts drifted farther and farther away, passing through the rain curtain, and constantlyxiang the place she should have gone. Why don't parents listen to their fate? If your lover has an appointment, do you want to go or not? He wanted to sneak out, but his father found him and locked him in the room. The girl sighed sadly at the thought of this. He should go back. But I still can't erase a concern. After a night of heavy rain, the sun came out the next day, which was a quiet night for many people and a sleepless night for girls.
The mountain torrent has receded, leaving only the silt of a river beach, which seems to have changed nothing. When the news of the teenager's accident came, the girl's body shook slightly and her face turned pale in an instant. The girl bit her thin lips, and her eyes showed the same perseverance as a teenager. The girl returned to the room and began to dress herself meticulously, with unprecedented care. After everything was over, the girl smiled at the bronze mirror and smiled beautifully, but it contained a sad and beautiful flower that was about to wither, showing her most beautiful side to the world. The girl walked out of the house and came to the place where she had made an appointment but did not fulfill it. Looking at the calm lake, the girl slowly walked into the river...
If you live together, you will die together!
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Finally, it was my solo. The sound of the flute was melodious and the voice was low and sad, which was a heartache that resounded through my heart. That teenager is called Weisheng, a teenager who never leaves for love.
Autumn leaves are quiet and beautiful
Withered branches make people cold
Another day of sunset
It's just a little less sincere
I look at the mountain
Wait for the return of the shadow
A belated agreement
How many have been engraved
The past is still with the wind
I can't send my thoughts halfway
The beauty's smile is bright and red
Intoxicating
Two heart mirrors
Joy and sorrow
Infinable darkness
How to understand
Emotions are like a kite
can't get rid of that reins
Entangled heart
I can't be shocked
Deep love under the bridge
Without the matchmaker, she still sings the old songs of the West Chamber to the world
Infatuated but ruthlessly mocked
thought-provoking
Don't be harmless to yourself
Don't do it unintentionally but do it's harmful to others
Unintentional but doing something careful
If you are not in the mood
sudden rain and flash flood
Heart like an ancient well
The last view of the world
Who hasn't arrived and who is waiting