Chapter 229 The Sound of Snow Falling
Under the stage, a group of students followed the direction Wu Chen pointed.
"Hey, it's a pity it's not me!"
"Who is it?"
"Why didn't Chenchen choose me?"
"Is it Han Xue? How lucky!"
Han Xue opened her mouth slightly in surprise, stood up and said, "Is it me?"
Wu Chen smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yes, it's you!"
Han Xue looked hesitant, "But, I don't..."
Wu Chen reached out and interrupted Han Xue. In his opinion, Han Xue wanted to say that he couldn't sing.
"It's okay, if you can't sing, I'll teach you!"
The little girls in the audience all looked at Han Xue enviously, "Wow! Chen Chen taught me personally!"
"Han Xue is so lucky! If only I were chosen!"
"Han Xue, go and sing, you can also make a small request!"
"Yeah! We can have dinner together! I'm excited just thinking about it!"
The hesitation on Han Xue's face was even deeper when she heard that. She wanted to reject Wu Chen's request, but she was too embarrassed to say it.
Ye Yu stood up, took Han Xue's hand, signaled her not to worry, and said to Wu Chen indifferently, "Why don't you let me sing a song on stage?"
Wu Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into laughter, "You? Since you really want to behave well," I agree!"
There was a sneer at the corner of Wu Chen's mouth. Although it was a pity that Han Xue was not allowed on stage, the effect of letting this boy on stage was the same.
Wu Chen is confident, Ye Yu must not sing well by himself, and when he is humiliating him, the little beauty in the audience will definitely give up on him and go into his arms instead!
Stepping onto the stage with a calm expression, Ye Yu took the microphone.
Wu Chen sneered and whispered in Ye Yu's ear, "Oh, when you make a fool of yourself, I see how that little beauty still likes you!"
A cold light flashed in Ye Yu's eyes, and he said in a cold voice, "This is nothing to worry about!"
Ding!
Ye Yu flicked his fingers, but no one noticed that a golden light entered Wu Chen's body.
Talent: Cursed Aura activates!
Wu Chen sat in the background and took a sip of water, ready to watch Ye Yu's joke.
"Cough cough!"
Wu Chen suddenly choked a few times and put down the water glass heavily. Wu Chen said angrily, "Bad luck!"
On the stage, Ye Yu did not sing directly, but looked at a corner of the stage and said, "I still owe a girl a song."
In the eyes of everyone's doubts, Ye Yu continued, "I planned to sing a song for her at KTV a few days ago, but unfortunately it was interrupted."
Under the stage, Han Xue suddenly stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, surprise in her eyes, he sang for me!
Ye Yu stood on the stage, looked at the surprised Han Xue, and said with a smile, "This opportunity is just right now."
"Now I'll sing a song for her, the sound of snow falling!"
Under the stage, Han Xue's eyes became moist. He knew that this was my favorite song!
The music sounded, and Ye Yu put the microphone to her mouth.
Talent: The Masked Singer activates!
"Lightly, fall into my palm."
"Quietly, frozen in the palm of your hand."
"Meeting is destined in the past life, pain and happiness."
When Ye Yu made the first sound, everyone in the audience had already quieted down, closed their eyes one after another, and became intoxicated.
Ye Yu's magnetic and moving singing seemed to travel through time and space, bringing everyone to the imperial city, feeling the love, hatred and hatred that happened in the deep palace with high walls.
The snow was falling, and a man leaned against the window and stretched out his hand to catch the falling snow.
I did all this to save you, but unfortunately I lost you in the end. I can only stay away from you and listen to the sound of snow falling alone.
Is it all will of God?
Is it a pity? Is it remorse? Still reluctant?
Unconsciously, there were tears on everyone's face.
"I listen slowly, the sound of snow falling."
The voice continued, and everyone was intoxicated by Ye Yu's singing. There was no more noise in the spacious hall.
And everyone was already wet with tears.
"Open your eyes, the snow is ruthless."
"Who will accompany the good times of this life?"
After an unknown time, Ye Yu's voice had already stopped.
And everyone still closed their eyes tightly, indulging in the love and hatred woven by Ye Yu's voice, and refused to wake up.
"Woo..."
For a long time, I didn't know who was the first to cry, breaking the peace in the hall.