Magic Love Ring

Under the strong request of the uncle's family, Song Ye had dinner and stayed at the Uncle's house. After reading the book for a while, Song Ye called up the system interface. The piano pk match broadcast on the TV station was over. Song Ye was curious. How much fame has gone up again.

But his eyes fell on the fame column, and he couldn't help it.

"Why did your reputation rise so much?"

Song Ye thought he had taken a look, but he saw it a few times. The number was still that number. He couldn't help exulting. The original fame was only over 23,000. Now he has reached over 87,000 in one fell swoop. With more than 60,000 celebrities, only a little more than a thousand can meet the lottery requirements. I did not expect that the power of television broadcasts was so great.

Just then, the phone rang.

It was Li Lei.

Immediately after picking up, Li Lei's excited voice came: "Boss, you are angry, please log in to the Xiangcheng Forum."

"What's going on?" Song Yan asked puzzled.

"You'll know when you board!" Li Lei sold Guanzi, and hung up the phone as soon as his voice fell, making Song Ye a little bit sick. His computer moved to the dormitory, so there was no computer, but in Song Xue's room. There is one.

So he put away his mobile phone and went to Song Xue's room. If it was before, he would never ask Song Xue to pick up the computer. After all, Song Xue's attitude towards him ...

But now, Song Xue ’s attitude has changed a lot to him. He borrowed a computer to just close the relationship between the two parties. Thinking of this, he would be very grateful to Fifi. If it was not her idea of ​​participating in the piano competition, otherwise, I am afraid that his relationship with Song Xue will not be improved until now. He just feels uncomfortable when he thinks of approaching Fifi and may not have a picture.

As soon as I arrived in Song Xuemen, I heard a passionate song floating from the room. This song is called "Late Autumn", which is from the latest album of Yan Huangguo's hottest star Murong Xinyue.

During this time, Song Ye listened to a large number of music works to enrich his music knowledge, so he also knew a little more about Murong Xinyue, who has long occupied the entertainment headlines.

It is said that Murong Xinyue's album was only launched in January and sold more than 5 million copies, surpassing the highest number of her previous albums, and may exceed 10 million.

In order to strike the iron while the heat is on, Murong Xinyue's company has begun to prepare a national tour for her. Currently, the names of 33 cities in the tour have been announced. Fortunately, Xiangcheng is among the 33 cities.

"Tuk Tuk."

Song Kun knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened, revealing Song Xue wearing short-sleeved, short-sleeved pajamas, lotus-like jade arms, and long, white legs, all exposed, and the short-sleeved pajamas held up by her tall breasts. , Showing a small half flat belly ...

"Brother, it's you, come in quickly." Song Xue said warmly.

Song Xuan quickly retracted his eyes. He was accustomed to Song Xue's apathy and a little unaccustomed, but he nodded immediately and walked in.

"Brother, do you have anything to do with me?" Song Xue asked.

"I want to borrow your computer."

Song Yan took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm, because Song Xue's dress was really seductive, even if he knew the other party was her sister, she was still a little bit angry.

Mainly because the flames caught by Han Sha's body and Su Meier did not completely dissipate in these two days. Han Sha was okay to say that she didn't show her body intentionally in front of him, but Su Meier, think about it, but the other person With a bit of intention, Song Yan was so disgusted by this kind of behavior that he only cares about the fire and ignores the fire. He decided that if he meets Su Meier next time, the other party dares to fire and tease him. go back.

"Then you use it, I just read the book for a while." Song Xue smiled.

"Well, I only use it for a while."

"it's OK."

"By the way, Murong Xinyue's" Late Autumn "is very nice." Song Yan talked, came to the computer, sat down, opened the webpage and started typing "Xiangcheng Forum".

Song Xue's eyes glowed faintly, excited: "I am her fan, I have heard every song of Xin Yue, this time the ten songs in her new album are of high quality, especially this" Late Autumn "is simply The best of the best, I tried to change it to a piano song, but I wrote a few versions, which were not satisfactory. "

Speaking of this, Song Xue's pretty face appeared a little disappointed.

"Oh, that's a coincidence. I also adapted" Late Autumn "into a piano song, and I'll play it for you when I have the chance." Song Yan said that he had opened the Xiangcheng Forum while talking, and the forum homepage actually hung A huge banner with bright red characters on it was written in one line-the world's most formidable pianist, dissatisfied to fight!

Song Kun had a hunch that this banner was related to him, so he opened the banner and entered a video interface.

The line of text below the video is his introduction.

He ordered the video to play, which was the adapted "Undead Fantasia" he played.

Looking at the click below the video, it has reached 245,000, and Song Yong finally understood why his fame rose so much. It turned out that someone posted the video of his performance online.

Today's Internet is rampant and TVs are down. There are far more people surfing the Internet than watching TV.

Look at the comments below:

1st floor: I'm going. What kind of song is this? It's too awful. It's the best in the world.

2nd floor: sb upstairs, the most powerful song is not the tune, but the speed of the player who played the piano. The nineteen-key note, I dare say that no one in the world can play it.

3rd floor: Upstairs, there are 20-key tones, 20-key tones, 20-key tones! The important thing is said three times.

4th floor: Nima, shocked and silly, let the big **** take the little knee.

5th floor: I'm fucking, this is going against the sky!

…………

After reading a few posts, Song Ye kept pulling to the end, and found that the number of replies had reached more than 20,000, and the video had been published for more than two hours. There was such data. Thinking of this, Song Ye secretly rejoiced. There will be a lot of fame.

"Brother, you are going to be famous!"

Hearing Song Xue's voice, Song Ye discovered that Song Ye came behind him.

"It's just a fluke." Song Yan said modestly.

Song Xue smiled, no longer mentioning this, but said: "Brother, or we will go to the piano room now, you play" Late Autumn "for me."

"Okay."

Song Yan promised, shut down the webpage, and came to the piano room with Song Xue.

Song Xue's piano is pure white and is worth over 60,000.

"Come on!" Song Xue urged.

"it is good."

Song Yan sat down in front of the piano, lifted the piano cover, and flashed the piano score of "Late Autumn" in his mind. Then, his fingers jumped on the keys.

After listening to Song Wan's "Late Autumn", Song Xue had a little more worship in his eyes and said, "Brother, your adaptation of" Late Autumn "is so good, it is almost ten times better than mine."

Song Xun was very happy to get the praise from Song Xue. Especially when she saw the worship in her eyes, he felt a little more proud, so he said, "In fact, to perform a song well, you need not only superb performance skills, but also understanding the tune The meaning it contains is just like the soul of a human being. A human without a soul is incomplete. Similarly, a tune without a soul cannot truly touch the heart. Therefore, to play a good piece of music, you should understand the mood of the entire piece Only in this way……."

Hearing Song Ye's words, Song Xuexiu frowned slightly, and seemed to understand.

After a short while, she said, "Brother, I seem to understand what you said. Can you tell me more about it?"

One is willing to teach, the other is willing to learn, so the atmosphere between the two is becoming more and more harmonious, but Song Ye's eyes occasionally glance over Song Xue's exposed skin, which is always a bit unnatural.

[Author off topic]: There are three more, tomorrow day

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