Jun Qing was wearing a black dress under the light.

The dress was almost inseparable from the back of the stage. As she played the piano, the dress was slightly swaying, and the silver silk threads in the fabric flashed slightly, like the stars in the night sky.

The girl's long hair is tied up, her long eyelashes are hanging down, and the sound of the piano in her hands is like a revelation.

The bow that slides through the strings seems to be able to pull the deepest part of a person's heart, the yearning that he once loved but could not get.

The audience calmed down and listened quietly.

After the opening violin, Jun Qing lowered the violin and approached the receiver.

"White moonlight, somewhere in my heart

…”

There are no fancy techniques, no exaggerated tunes, only elegant and light sounds.

Like a sirens under the moon, singing softly.

"The white moonlight shines on both ends of the world,

In my heart, but not by my side.

…”

Music is the echo in the depths of the soul, and it is easy to touch the softest place.

It is obviously a very low and shallow voice, but it seems to be able to bewitch people's hearts and evoke memories that you don't want to touch.

Who has never had an unattainable white moonlight in his heart?

Jun Qing's voice calmed everyone down.

In the orchestra, Leng Mo, who was sitting in the front row, was playing the piano seriously, but he couldn't help but think of the scene of practicing piano with her in his mind.

In the judges' seat, Mu Jinbai raised his lips slightly at first and listened carefully.

As I listened, my eyebrows frowned and a deep look appeared in my eyes.

In the corner of the audience, Di Lin leaned slightly, and supported his elbows on his knees.

Looking at Jun Qing on the stage, his mind also flashed through his mind the little things that happened to the two of them over the past ten years.

The man who has always been iron-blooded can't help but be moved by it.

He held his hands tightly, his eyebrows frowned, and his eyes were deep.

At the live broadcast, almost all the audience fell into Jun Qing's music.

In the lounge, the contestants who had finished the competition were listening with attention.

Including the Zhou Zhou of Lounge No. 3, I am also staring at the screen with my eyes attentively.

Zhao Yiyi naturally had no need to say anything else. This girl was originally trembling all over nervously, but now she was already excited and burst into tears.

Indoor room 2.

The moon hare was sitting on the sofa, her eyes just staring at the violin in Jun Qing's hand.

The assistant took out a bandaid from her bag and carefully wrapped her injured finger: "How could the hand be injured?"

"It was probably when I stepped down, I accidentally saw it, and I didn't pay attention."

Yueye rabbit casually tampered with her armor-pulling knife in her hand and stuffed it back into her makeup bag without any trace.

At this time, Jun Qing had already finished singing the first time.

The music entered the middle of the cutstone, and she raised the violin and put it on her shoulders again, not noticing the subtle crack on the A-string of the violin.

In the audience, Leng Mo was already ready, the bow was zithered across the strings, and the cello sounded as deep as the sea of ​​night.

The violin is like a bright moonlight, spreading through the clouds and spreading all over the sea.

Stop the bow, jump the bow...

The sound of the piano is like a dolphin jumping out of the sea, making melodious whistles, and skillful techniques depicting a vibrant night sea under the moon.

This song has reached the key to adaptation.

However, just as Jun Qing was about to pull out the last long tone and turn it.

Buzz!

The destroyed strings can no longer withstand such high-intensity performance.

With a change of tone, Jun Qing's fingers pressing on the string suddenly loosened, the A-string on the violin suddenly broke, and the slender strings were played and hit her face.

Fortunately, I was wearing a mask, otherwise I would have to hurt her.

At this time, the photographer just pushed it over and gave Jun Qing a close-up of playing the violin.

The high-definition large screen broadcasts this scene live in front of everyone's eyes.

Hearing the changing tone, Mu Jin jumped lightly with his white eyebrows, came back to his senses from his meditation, and just saw the scene of her strings playing.

string……

Breaked?!

The man's back was suddenly straightened.

In fact, it was not only him who noticed this detail.

Almost at the same time, Di Lin's heart instantly shrank into a ball and he had to stand up from his seat.

Hearing that the pitch was wrong, Leng Mo raised his face in confusion and saw the broken string still standing in the air at a glance.

The boy's beautiful eyebrows were instantly twisted into the character "Sichuan".

Of course, it was not just the three of them who discovered this.

In the lounge, Zhao Yiyi was nervous and her whole body was trembling.

"Sister Jun, come on, come on!"

At critical moments, how can the strings break?

Before he went on stage, Jun Qing had clearly checked it.

In the lounge No. 2, Moon Hare's assistant also exclaimed: "Mrs.D seems to have broken a string!"

"It's true!" Yue Yetu narrowed her eyes slightly, "It was probably because she was broken by Zhou Zhou before. This time, she was going to be hurt by Zhou Zhou."

She said this, but her eyes were exposed outside the mask, but she was full of sneer.

If you lack a string, I think you can pull it?

In the No. 3 lounge diagonally opposite, Zhou Zhou, wearing a black swan mask, stood up from the sofa with a nervous look on his face.

"How could this happen? The director team quickly change her piano?"

Directly on the scene, the director also saw this scene.

"Hurry, help her change the piano!"

After the director finished speaking, a staff member rushed over and wanted to take a piano from the orchestra's violinist for her.

The staff member had just made three steps when the violin sound on the stage had sounded again.

With years of skills and experience in playing the piano, Jun Qingzhen adjusted the parts that should have been completed on the A string to the D string and the E string.

Mu Jinbai sat on the chair, leaning forward nervously.

He saw Jun Qing's intention. The original four-string instrument had only three strings left, and all the violin positions had to be adjusted. Can she really do it?

Off the stage, Di Lin held Jun Qing's movements on the stage in his eyes, and the man's hands that were hanging beside him were also holding tightly.

Gentle, come on, you can!

The audience also noticed this very quickly, and everyone was worried for her.

Even if you are an outsider, you understand how difficult this matter is.

Not only the live audience, but also the outside audience noticed this from the live broadcast.

On the barrage, it was also in a turmoil.

【Did the violin break a string?】

【Impossible, how can I pull the string after it is broken]

【Blind, I didn’t see a broken string flying】

【Fuck, really, NB!】

[One A string is missing, our little D is too unlucky, come on]

【Mrs.D, come on!】

...

On the barrage, there was a sound of cheering for Jun Qing.

However, a violin SOLO for more than a minute is tantamount to a century of long.

Fortunately, Jun Qing finally gritted his teeth and persevered.

Apart from the initial surprise pause in the middle, she has been as stable as Mount Tai.

The orchestra was conducting the baton, and the heavy symphony was added to the gorgeous ending of the violin. Jun Qing spoke again, his voice was still pure, but he was even more powerful.

“Whenever I see the white moonlight

Think of your face

...

Love is a belief

Bring me back to you
Chapter completed!