Ye Huan was too outstanding. His tall figure was half a head taller than ordinary people. His well-defined face exuded the charm of a mature man.
To a pretty lady like Little Seven, it was a fatal attraction.
"Little brother, it's you!”
Little Seven stretched out a hand and trotted over. She grabbed Ye Huan's hand and brought him to the center of the open space.
"Little brother, you're so handsome. Can you sing a song for everyone?”
Little Seven raised her eyes, her beautiful eyelashes fluttering. Her pair of eyes that could speak looked at Ye Huan without blinking, a little shy and a little expectant.
"Wow! What a handsome little brother. Could it be that Little Seven pulled him here to sing?”
"So handsome!"
"Little brother, sing a song!"
"Um."
Ye Huan hesitated for a moment and said," My throat hasn't been feeling well for the past two days. I can't sing. Can I play the erhu?"”
"You can play the erhu!"
Little Seven's eyes sparkled. She was obsessed with the erhu. She had randomly picked up a young man on the street and he actually knew how to play the erhu. It was as if she had met a soulmate.
"Did you hear that?"
"That little brother wants to play the erhu!"
"What a talented little brother!"
Everyone was curious. In the younger generation, there were very few people who knew how to play the erhu. Those who could play the erhu to the level of Little Seven could be counted on one's fingers.
"A little."
Ye Huan nodded seriously.
"That's great. Next, let's invite this little brother to play a song for everyone.”
Ye Huan picked up the erhu and tested the tone. Although it was not as good as his, it was still very good.
Then, he adjusted the height of the microphone and looked at Little Seven.
Little Seven smiled," Little brother, what song do you want to play? I'll search for it for you."”
"No need, just play 'Horse Racing' for the erhu solo.”
Horse racing?
Little Seven was stunned. She actually didn't mention this song.
Horse racing was a very famous song on Earth.
Its greatest feature was its majestic, passionate aura, and unrestrained melody.
Not only was the rhythm very fast, but Master Huang Haihuai had also added many elements such as horse hooves, horse neighs, trills, and jumping bows.
Many of the techniques were created by Master Huang Haihuai and were definitely not available in this world.
Yes, yes, yes.
Ye Huan played the erhu, the rhythm clear and fast.
It was also like ten thousand horses galloping, majestic and imposing.
this
Seven's body trembled as if she had been electrocuted.
Once the expert made his move, he would know if there was one.
This was definitely the standard of a Master, and it was clearly a level higher than hers.
Moreover, this was a song that she had never heard before.
The other onlookers weren't as professional as Little Seven, but everyone was enchanted by Ye Huan's erhu.
Everyone closed their eyes and Ye Huan disappeared. It was as if a scene of ten thousand horses galloping appeared in their eyes.
Ye Huan also closed his eyes. His slender fingers kept jumping on the strings, extremely agile, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, dazzling people.
He sat there, and every movement was perfect, complementing the sound of the erhu.
With an erhu in hand, he had the aura of sweeping the world.
[A master-level performance!]
[Oh my god, this isn't a passerby. He's definitely a supporting guest invited by Little Seven.]
：艹! He was so young, and no one else could match his standards.
[God-level passerby.]
[It's a completely new song. I seem to see ten thousand horses galloping.]
Little Seven's live broadcast room exploded.
Little Seven was an erhu player, and most of her fans were erhu enthusiasts.
They knew how to appreciate it better than passers-by.
[This little brother looks so familiar. It's him!]
[I know who he is. He's the little brother who sang until his ex-girlfriend cried.]
It's him, it's really him. I didn't expect him to be so versatile.
[Oh my god, I'm a fan.]
[Hurry up and come to Little Seven's live broadcast room. There's an erhu master.]
The number of people in the live broadcast room increased rapidly.
Two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, five hundred thousand…
If it was any other live streaming room, it definitely wouldn't grow so fast.
First of all, Little Seven had close to ten million fans in her live streaming room. Secondly, most of them were erhu enthusiasts.
Unknowingly, Ye Huan's reputation was also increasing rapidly.
At an extremely fast speed, he reached 30,000.
Erhu was a niche, unlike singing, but the more niche it was, the more loyal the fans were.
After all, there was no such young master erhu player, so he was very popular.
da da da
All of a sudden, the sound of the erhu stopped abruptly and turned into the hurried sound of horse hooves, as if there really was a horse running.
Everyone opened their eyes in a daze, their faces filled with disbelief.
He rubbed his eyes.
That's right.
There was no horse, and the sound of hooves was indeed coming from the erhu.
The bow in Ye Huan's hand kept shaking and clashing with the strings of the zither, making the same sound as the horse's hooves.
This scene…
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Look at Little Seven.
It also stunned all the erhu enthusiasts in the live broadcast room.
Such playing skills were unprecedented.
The voice changed and became the sound of an erhu.
The rhythm became faster and the voice became louder.
The people were stunned, as if they were soldiers who were ready to fight. They heard ten thousand horses galloping and a million soldiers.
An erhu swept the world.
This sentence was vividly reflected in Ye Huan.
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