The gentle and melodious tune was like a warm and gentle wind, gradually touching Cheng Xiangning the noise on the scene. Fans felt the sadness and strength from "Meeting", and also felt the deep affection from singer Han Yumian.

"Heard, the winter's departure,

I woke up in a certain month of the year.”

Han Yumian sang slowly and his bright eyes passed through everything, quietly holding the figure on the instrument in his heart.

That person met him when he left in winter. Time flies, but the sea and the land are still there.

"I think, I'll wait, I'm looking forward to it,

But the future cannot be arranged for this.”

There was a hint of helplessness and loss in Han Yumian's tone. She understood the lyrics very well. Many things are not something that can be obtained by thinking, waiting, or expecting. Everything in the future is full of unknowns.

It was like, like, that night, the eighth position was empty; it was like, that night, there was a beautiful girl sitting in the eighth position; it was like, that night, the two tickets that had nowhere to be placed.

“Cloud days, evening, outside the car window,

There is someone waiting in the future.

Look left to right forward,

Love has to turn a few turns before it comes.”

"Who will I meet, what kind of dialogue will happen?

I'm waiting for the person he is in the future."

Han Yumian felt that he had met many people in the past 23 years, but few had dialogues, and those who could still remember the first dialogue were well-known.

But she would not forget that on that coastline, in her car, there was someone asking herself with a flattering smile.

How far is the future of the people I am waiting for?

Sometimes it is very far away, as far as the morning glow in the sky, and sometimes it is very close, so close that it is right in front of you. But no matter how far or near, it seems that it cannot be touched.

Thinking of this, Han Yumian's voice began to become a little sad. The fans at the scene closed their eyes and enjoyed it, followed by sentimentality.

Those who have a partner are hugged with the partner; those who have no partner are recalling those people in those years with their best friends.

As for those who have no partner or friends... (I am unable to complain)

The scene under Han Yumian's singing was rhythmic, and fans were following Han Yumian's emotions.

Zhang Huan's fingers crossed, although he closed his eyes, his mind was empathetic with Han Yumian, with a similar picture.

He believed that in the past three years he was his dream-seeking mentor, Han Yumian could be regarded as his most proud disciple.

Han Yumian couldn't know the thoughts and feelings of the audience and the mentors. She was immersed in the artistic conception of the song, in her own memories, and in that emotion she had never had before.

If anyone at the scene was not infected by Han Yumian's singing, except Wei Meng, it was Xu Yan.

Xu Yan could still be calm at the beginning, but he really couldn't stand it anymore.

He shouted and cursed in his heart: "Why are you running around? You can't stand in the center of the stage? If you stand there, there are so many cameras that can only pass by. If you can't get through, just hit me and shoot me. You said that I, a person who can't play the piano, was broadcast live. If you find out that I was playing randomly, wouldn't it be our reputation for being broken for a lifetime?"

He was crying in his heart, but his face still showed indifference and enjoyment of music. He could not command his fingers, just like typing, and he was random.

His technique cannot be seen on the scene, but actually online, because there are not many shots for Xu Yan, each time it takes two or three seconds, and then it is lengthened or transferred to the heroine.

But if anyone who has learned piano can probably tell at a glance.

The song "Meet" lasts 3 minutes and 30 seconds long, which is very short, and Han Yumian quickly ends.

When she sang as I looked at the road and the entrance to the dream was a little narrow, she didn't know what complex emotions she was showing.

Because this lyrics are very similar to the one I had never met Xu Yan before. If Xu Yan had not come from, where would "Funny Memories of the South Mountain" come from? Where did the top music of the Hongxiu list come from?

She may have been eliminated in the Resurrection Competition and she will never be able to get to where she is today.

My dream entrance is really narrow, but thank you, you helped it expand to infinite light.

Han Yumian couldn't thank him in words, and she didn't know how to thank him.

Maybe sing every song well and singing is the biggest thank you!

By the end of the song, the tune gradually slowed down, but Han Yumian's feelings became stronger and stronger.

She turned around, abandoned the refracted image in the mirror, and truly faced Xu Yan.

"It was the most beautiful accident that I met you!"

No one can imagine how ridiculous and strange the encounter between the two was, but the fact is that they met and they even met each other.

Once upon a time, Han Yumian regarded the kidnapping that night as a nightmare, but from the vast sea of ​​people on the coastline to the fragrant fragrance of Hongxiu tonight, she remembered that night again and couldn't help but smile.

An accident is an accident, but it is really beautiful.

The two have been to the unexpected location twice. The first time they met, is it considered to be acquaintance?

Han Yumian didn't know, but she knew very well that there was a slight turbulence in her mood that night.

It was also that night that the little girl behind her heart quietly poked her head out again timidly.

But where did the fluctuations start to occur from that night?

She didn't know either.

It may start with the skewer of barbecue baked with tin foil; it may start with the bottle of sweet beer; it may start with the three passing times; it may also start with the end of Xu Yan running towards him.

No matter where it is, it begins.

That night, Xu Yan asked, "What's the secret you have?"

Han Yumian responded silently at that time, but she still couldn't say it out loud at this time. She slowly walked towards the piano player and stared at him and sang:

"One day, my answer will be revealed~"

Three minutes and thirty seconds are really short.

Han Yumian was still not satisfied, she wanted to sing another episode, and the audience wanted to listen to it again.

But, it's all over.

A little bit of sweat oozed out of Xu Yan's forehead. He was the happiest because he finally didn't have to pretend.

As soon as he looked up, the key lid showed his relieved face, and the scenery behind him was reflected. It was a real scenery.

Han Yumian, the Hanfu, who was so beautiful that countless people's hearts pounded, also made Xu Yan look demented and confused. He had seen him in the backstage.

But every time I see it, it is amazing.

The two looked at each other through the keyboard box, and Han Yumian quickly gave a side face, and she returned to the center of the stage.

At the end of the song, people gather.

Xu Yan came to her, and the two bowed deeply to the ocean of lights.

Then, Xu Yan elegantly stretched out his palm and placed it in front of Han Yumian. Han Yumian's cheeks were a little hot, which was the official requirement.

If it is someone else, you can take it with it, just an international etiquette.

But, the owner of this hand is different!

Han Yumian was stunned and a little at a loss.

However, the little girl in her heart drove her hand to put on her, and the two left together in countless pairs of envious eyes and waves of applause.

As soon as he arrived in the backstage, Xu Yan still held Han Yumian's hand, and Han Yumian followed closely behind like a child.

Her face was even more tempting than under the camera.

She tried to break free, but Xu Yan grabbed it very tightly.

Han Yumian reminded: "You have sweat on your hands. Are you nervous just now?"

It would be fine if you didn't mention this, but when you mentioned Xu Yan, you would feel resentful. He replied, "You have the nerve to ask? Isn't it all your fault!"

Han Yumian paused and blinked his cute eyes, "That's the blame, blame me?"

Why do you blame me?

Xu Yan said angrily: "You know I can't play the piano, so I ran to the side. Some cameras couldn't pass by and I shot them! Look, someone must have criticized me for playing randomly in the evening!"

When Han Yumian heard the reason, she pursed her lips and smiled. She didn't explain, but her face that had just recovered was covered with a red glow again.

Of course I know that you can't play the piano, and I shouldn't have left those cameras behind.
Chapter completed!