Chapter 951: Dream Wedding, Unfortunate Meteor (3rd)

Time opened up the BUG for her, allowing her to recapture the missed, forgotten, and missed, and made her return to the beautiful years of fourteen, standing in the old photos of the old time, deeply reminiscing about what should have been. The lost youth, at the same time, move forward step by step, riding the wind.

Met Cui Xian again.

As the curtain slowly opened, Wei Sheng was slightly startled.

When he was in college, he was very handsome, dressed in white, sitting on the stage, with his back straight and fingers flying, and the slow and light tone jumped out from under the piano keys, lingering in the venue.

The venue gradually fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the white-clothed figure on the stage through a beam of white light in the darkness.

Cui Xian was sitting in front of the piano stand on the stage. His white suit was meticulous, his trousers were straight and wrinkle-free, his neckline set off his stern face, and was softened by the light yellow halo. The pitch-black grand piano and white suit It seems to form a strong visual impact.

Wei Sheng was not familiar with piano music, but felt that this piece was very familiar, and was even more surprised how he was on the stage of the welcome party.

"It's a song by Richard Clayderman, it's called Dream Wedding." A freshman girl next to her stared forward, "At the border of the dream country, a bonfire is rising, stretching and lingering, looking into the distance. In the high castle, he recalled everything in the past..."

"He didn't know whether he was right or wrong when he came back this time, but he couldn't help but return to the Land of Dreams..."

"After 6 years away, it's time to come back..."

"A shooting star passed by in the dark night, leaving streaks of dazzling brilliance. He still remembers the first time he saw a shooting star, he suddenly felt a sense of loss..."

"Meteor is unfortunate, its love is in the sky, from the moment it fell! He is doomed to never have the love he pursues..."

The girl was talking, and suddenly burst into tears with some excitement.

Wei Sheng looked sideways, and knew that what the girl next door was talking about should be the background of the song.

"A soft white feather fell on the back of his hand, he raised his head, it's snowing!"

"Those sad memories reappeared in his mind one after another. It was snowing that year, and he still feels that year... like a dream, but this dream, he will never I'll wake up." The freshman girl's voice still echoed in her ears with tears in her voice.

Wei Sheng sat quietly under the stage, looking at the person on the stage, the girl's words echoed in his ears, and the images in his mind couldn't help but surge.

Outside the Beijing community, he raised his head and said with a smile: The auspicious snow heralds a good year.

During the years when she was away, he looked up at the snow, where was the good year.

The girl said just now that from the moment the meteor fell, he was doomed to never have the love he pursued.

The eye circles are slightly sour.

The tune suddenly turned around, and the girl next door wiped the tears from her face. She seemed to be very familiar with this tune, "When I met her, he was only a 14-year-old boy. He saw her for the first time in the magic academy. .”

"At that moment, he had a feeling that his life had indeed changed. He never imagined that this angelic girl whom he thought was left behind by God would be the princess of the Kingdom of Dreams, and he never imagined that he would become friends with her. .”

Wei Sheng's heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, but found that his eyes were full of tears.

"However...he clearly knew that he could never just treat her as a friend, because from the moment he saw her, he was doomed to never escape the fate of falling in love with her, which also doomed him to never Live in pain."

The tune once again changed from passionate to soft and low-key, "Six years of separation, the longing continued to ferment like flour. As time went by, he found that he loved her even more. He missed her all the time, loved her all the time..."

"When the sun rose above the horizon, he walked toward the castle in the sunlight."

"He heard the sound of sharp arrows passing through his body..."

"He opened his eyes, she looked at him with a smile in her wedding dress, and the angel sang blessing songs for them..."

The tune is sometimes warm like the wind, sometimes soft like a rainbow, and finally ends in a climax with the crying of the girl next door.

Tian Quanquan looked suspiciously at the crying girl next door, and then at Wei Sheng who was sitting upright beside him, but his face was already full of tears, he was a little puzzled for a while.

I heard someone beside me ask, "Zhang Dandan, what's wrong with you?"

As the song played, the girl who kept telling the background of the story wiped away her tears, "No, I just think it's too touching. Cui Xian must be remembering his dead girlfriend. I feel that I can understand this feeling."

"You are stupid, isn't his girlfriend dead?"

"I forgot, I'm sorry!" Zhang Dandan was really too absorbed in hearing this familiar song. Now thinking of affecting others, he turned his head in the direction of Tian Quanquan and Wei Sheng and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. you guys."

Wei Sheng answered, wiping his face, "It's okay, I was also replaced by you."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Dandan froze suddenly when he saw the face of the person who spoke. Wei Sheng didn't recognize her, so he just pressed his thumbs on his eyelids, smiled and said nothing. If it wasn't for this girl, she really wouldn't know the artistic conception of this piece, but when she heard her emotional talk during the performance, she would unconsciously substitute it and shed tears.

Facing Ueda's suspicious gaze, Wei Sheng also shook his head embarrassedly.

That’s all for Fang Cui Xian, he got up and gave a salute, turned around and walked to the backstage, bursts of applause suddenly burst out from the audience, the touching melody, the melancholy tune, the dark tripod piano, the handsome and cool-looking senior, no doubt made the freshman enter the school full of enthusiasm. The girls who dreamed of being beautiful in college are about to move, and their wolfishness explodes. Wei Sheng has already heard that someone is asking about the origin of the boy who plays the piano.

The host was a freshman who recommended himself. At this moment, he came to the stage with a smile, "Okay! Thanks to Cui Xian, a sophomore from the Department of Economics, for presenting this song "Dream Wedding"! It officially kicked off the welcome party of our School of Economics! Because I also learned piano since I was a child, and I am very familiar with this piece of music! Personally, I feel that not only should we pay attention to coherence, but we should also have better control of strength, and more emotional involvement. During the playing process, we must pay attention to imagining beautiful things. I didn't expect the senior to be the melancholy prince type? If you don't have a girlfriend, single girls should hurry up!"

The audience roared with laughter at the host's humor.

"Everyone, don't think that there is only one handsome guy, the senior, in our show today. I advise you not to leave the show, and wait for the finale show to detonate the audience!"

After the host finished speaking mysteriously, the students immediately whispered.

Duan Xiaorong, the president of the Western Classical Orchestra in the third grade, stood in the rear door with her chest folded. At this moment, she looked directly at the stage through the dark eyes of the audience. Whether it's perfect or not depends on this, I didn't expect to be able to play so well, this guy is a sophomore? Why didn't he recruit into our club?"