Yang Ruoxue's characteristic voice slowly drifted into the ears of thousands of people, coupled with Xuan Yichen's heavy piano sound, forming the most beautiful natural sound in the world.

Yang Ruoxue's voice spans a wide range. She can often sing generous syllables or a loud and clear voice in a song. However, no matter how she switches, her voice is free of any impurities and is very pure.

This is also the most fundamental reason why Yang Ruoxue is so popular all over the world!

The entire audience listened with obsession, listening to the feeling that CDs cannot bring. The light sticks in their hands unconsciously waved to the rhythm.

Tears also flowed down my cheeks unconsciously!

Xuan Yichen's piano sound suddenly changed, from the low tone just now to light and elegant, while Yang Ruoxue's voice suddenly became louder.

The audience below also sang along loudly. The voices of tens of thousands of people gathered together. How spectacular is that?

Xuan Yichen, who was sitting in the middle of the stage, felt it deeply this time, and finally understood why so many people were willing to spend so much money and travel thousands of miles to attend the concert!

He closed his eyes gently, and the following music score was already deeply engraved in his heart. Next, he only needed to play this beautiful music with his heart.

In the private room on the second floor, the owner with a hoarse voice angrily threw the cigar in his hand to the ground. His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Xuan Yichen, who had his eyes closed and was immersed in the world of music.

Finally he couldn't help but roar.

"Chinese people! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

After saying that, he reached out and hit the marble table in front of him hard, and the white marble table couldn't bear the heavy impact and suddenly broke into two halves.

At this time, there was a sound of metal friction coming from his right side. "Sir, do you want to do it now?"

This sound makes people's scalp numb after listening to it, it's so unpleasant!

The angry voice suddenly stopped, and then a burst of creepy laughter sounded.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, do it? No, no, no, the show hasn't started yet, how can we break it?"

After saying that, another burst of weird laughter came out, making the dark box feel as gloomy as hell.

On the stage, Xuan Yichen's hands quickly danced on the black and white keys, but he was a little nervous!

Because the most difficult part of this score was about to come, Xuan Yichen, who was exposed to this score for the first time, was very nervous at this time, not knowing whether he could play it!

However, the music still needs to be played, and it will not be delayed as you become nervous. The rhythm of the piano gradually becomes closer, and the audience's mood gradually becomes higher.

The officials, businessmen, foreign celebrities, etc. sitting in the front row couldn't help but stand up! Looking at the two people on the stage with bright eyes.

"Dong dong dong~~dong dong dong..."

Like raindrops in a storm, a depressing atmosphere began to rise!

At this time, Xuan Yichen opened his eyes that had been closed tightly, his fingers were flying quickly on the black and white keys, and the muscles on his face were tightly stretched together.

Suddenly, Xuan Yichen stood up, picked up the black wooden stick on the upper left side of the piano, and started beating the strings densely inside the piano case.

But his right hand did not pause at all, and his eyes were not fixed on the keyboard. Instead, his fingers seemed to be freed from restraints, and they beat even more crazily.

Manager Jin, who was standing at the back, grasped the curtain tightly with both hands and stared nervously at the two people on the stage. His nervousness made his body tremble violently.

After about thirty seconds of stormy piano sound, Xuan Yichen suddenly reached out and swung the black wooden stick toward the background.

Their hands were trembling with excitement, and they looked into Yang Ruoxue's eyes. Their eyes were full of excitement, and they felt as familiar and cordial as old friends they hadn't seen for many years!

Xuan Yichen slowly walked off the stage and walked towards Qingguo, who was not far away. These short steps felt like centuries, filling both of them with urgency, excitement and unknown emotions.

Finally, Xuan Yichen walked up to Yang Ruoxue and stretched out his hand to this goddess of ten thousand men.

Everyone in the audience had not yet woken up from the climax of the piano sound just now, and looked at the two people on the stage in confusion.

For a long time, the smile on Yang Ruoxue's face was like a blooming lily. In full view of everyone, she stretched out her white little hand and slowly placed it in Xuan Yichen's big hand!

Finally hold each other tightly!

"Quack quack quack"

A wave of applause sounded, lasting for a long time! Everyone gave their most sincere applause to the golden couple in front of them!

Suddenly, several people couldn't bear the continuous shock and surprise, and they rolled their eyes and fainted!

This situation did not cause the slightest confusion. It was just like a commonplace thing to reach out and drag it to the top of the head and hand it over to the back, just like a baton!

After a while, the fainted people were transported to the back and carried on a stretcher by the doctors who had been prepared. They reluctantly looked at the man and woman above the stage and left with the stretcher.

At this time, several cameras zoomed in, focusing closely on the golden couple, and then took a close-up of their clasped hands!

Manager Jin in the audience let out a long sigh and fell limply to the ground, but his eyes were fixed on the woman holding hands tightly on the stage.

"Allowing him to come on stage may be the most correct and meaningful thing I have done in this cup."

Yang Ruoxue reached out to wipe the tears from her eyes, then turned around and gave Xuan Yichen a deep hug. Her tears instantly wet Xuan Yichen's shoulders.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The audience applauded again and waved the light sticks in their hands crazily. Only then did they realize that tears had already covered their cheeks and had no tendency to stop.

Xuan Yichen smiled and patted Yang Ruoxue's shoulder, and then a stream of heat flowed from his palm into Yang Ruoxue's body.

However, Yang Ruoxue, who was looking excited at this time, did not notice this strangeness.

The audience cheered for about ten minutes before it stopped, and the lights began to gradually brighten.

Yang Ruoxue stretched out her hand to push Xuan Yichen away, and said to him with red and swollen eyes, "Okay, you can go down! I can still hold on."

After speaking, he deliberately smiled to reassure Xuan Yichen.

Xuan Yichen shook his head, and under Yang Ruoxue's surprised eyes, he reached out and snapped his fingers.
Chapter completed!