Immediately, many viewers came to Song Lijun's live broadcast room curiously.
There were already more than 1000 people online.
Song Lijun's eyes lit up. Compared to her usual live broadcast, the number of people had already doubled.
"This Su Yun is quite good at grasping the effects of the show.”
While the iron was hot, she also moved forward and found a seat near the front.
The live broadcast continued to focus on Su Yun.
Su Yun walked up to the small stage and placed the stool beside the female singer.
He sat beside her generously.
"Hello, I like folk songs too."
It was said that people who played folk songs were very poor, but their guitar could easily cost tens of thousands of yuan.
The reason for this.
Because people who truly loved would not care about investment.
Su Yun looked at the female singer's equally expensive classical guitar.
He suddenly felt a strong affinity.
Various guitar playing techniques flashed through his mind.
"Can I use your guitar?”Su Yun could not help but ask.
The female singer was a little stunned. She had yet to pull herself out of her aggrieved and sad emotions.
However, when he saw Su Yun's warm smile, he was stunned.
For some reason, she felt a warmth in her heart and subconsciously handed over the guitar in her arms.
He did not hesitate at all.
Su Yun took the guitar. The feeling of familiarity became even stronger. The guitar was like an extension of his arm.
She had a feeling of telepathy with him.
He exhaled lightly and placed his fingers on the guitar strings.
Then, as if showing off his skills, he started the sound test.
A series of difficult chords.
He moved his fingers as if they were flying, and all kinds of dazzling playing techniques appeared in front of everyone.
Picking, hooking, pushing, kneading, switching freely.
The techniques of picking, overtone, and cutting were in place.
The tremolo technique at the end was even more amazing. The lively tone flowed into everyone's ears like flowing water.
"Wow, your guitar is so good!”
The female singer beside him could not help but praise, her eyes filled with little stars of admiration.
She was at least an expert and could see through the tricks. She knew how superb Su Yun's technique was at this moment.
The laymen below the stage could only watch the show.
"F * ck, it's nice! This bro is quite good."
" I just feel that it's awesome, but I can't tell exactly how awesome it is…"
"Is there any guru who knows how to play the guitar? Tell me, what level is this little brother playing?”
"Yeah, should I kneel down directly or continue clapping…go through some procedures?”
Song Lijun's live broadcast room was broadcasting this scene in real time.
Of course, some of the audience members who had learned the guitar jumped out to express their views.
"Just kneel down. I'm already kneeling and listening. Even our professional guitar teacher isn't as good as him…"
"I'm here, I'm here. I just came in. My friend from the music department said that he captured a wild guitar god! Where, where?"
"Why isn't he playing anymore?"
"…Can't you tell? Little brother is flirting with girls…"
On the small stage, the female folk singer had already become Su Yun's fan.
Not only did she take the initiative to give the center position to Su Yun, but she also carefully adjusted the microphone and moved it in front of Su Yun.
"Thank you. Just now, they said that they were tired of listening to the songs you sang. Why don't I sing one for you? I guarantee that no one has heard of it."
"Really? Is it your original work?”the female singer said happily.
She had already treated Su Yun as a folk singer in her circle.
Su Yun smiled faintly and asked,"
"Oh right, I still don't know your name.”
"My name is Dong Yu." The female singer smiled sweetly.
"What a good name. Next, I will sing an original song,'Ms. Dong'. I'll give it to you and everyone below the stage.”
It was indeed an original song, but it wasn't his own "original" song.
Dong Yu blushed.
Song Lijun's live broadcast room exploded.
"What a willful name…"
"This Brother Su Yun's flirting skills are amazing. It turns out that music is so popular?”
" I'm doing art purely for girls…"
"Lijun, turn the volume up to the maximum and take care of the audience outside the venue! Just based on his guitar skills, I bet 10 packets of spicy sticks that he will sing well.”
"I won't say anything else. I'll pay attention to it decisively and cheer for my music dream with a sports car!”
A few of the audience members immediately bought a few sports cars as gifts.
The popularity of the live broadcast room rose by a large margin again.
Song Lijun was really surprised. She had been broadcasting for so long, but she had only received three sports cars as gifts.
Although she had a lot of hardcore fans, most of them liked to be white.
He did not expect that before Su Yun could sing, a new audience member would start criticizing the sports car for him.
A sports car was worth a hundred dollars.
Was this the charm of music?
"Your deskmate is so talented. She can write poetry and understand music.”Song Lijun looked at Zhao Wan 'er beside her.
Zhao Wan 'er was already dumbfounded.
"Don't ask me, I'm confused too. We've been deskmates for three years. I didn't even know he knew so much…"
At this moment, on the small stage, there was a soothing and pleasant guitar prelude.
Su Yun began to sing seriously.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice turned deep and slightly hoarse.
It perfectly matched the sentimental mood of this song.
"Miss Dong, you have never forgotten your smile.
……
Miss Dong, you look very beautiful when the corners of your mouth are down, just like the clear water under the Anhe Bridge…"
In an instant.
Everyone was silent.
Only the melody of the guitar was flowing.
Only Su Yun's deep and heavy voice echoed in the small restaurant.
Su Yun was alone with a guitar and a small stage.
It instantly dominated the emotions of everyone present.
That melancholic and slightly sad song slowly stirred everyone's tired and impetuous hearts.
"Miss Dong, you put out your cigarette and talked about the past…
You said that the first half of your life would be like this. There was still tomorrow.”
Hearing this, the few gangsters who were looking at Su Yun provocatively earlier.
He sat back down in his chair and lit a cigarette.
He let out an ancient breath.
His gaze became extremely gentle. He raised the wine glass in front of him and gestured to Su Yun on the stage.
He raised his head and downed it in one go.
Dong Yu, who was on stage, was mesmerized by the lyrics. It was as if the lyrics had touched the softest memories in her heart.
Tears streamed down her face.
Song Lijun and Zhao Wan 'er, who were seated in their seats, were also shocked by Su Yun's singing.
"It's…too good."
Zhao Wan 'er muttered in disbelief.
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