Chapter 188: concert
The concert was held as scheduled, and Hanyu Xiaotian also entered the backstage as a member of the team.
Since the people sent by the Chen family have not arrived in time, Chu Yihan is solely responsible for the safety of the entire concert today. She borrowed the power of her grandfather Chu Tianshu to increase security measures in all aspects, which made the venue a little bit watery. the meaning of.
When Chen An'er walked to the stage, Han Yu Xiaotian also saw the definition of "singer" for the first time.
There was a huge crowd of people, and tens of thousands of viewers were all excited, as if they worshiped Chen An'er as their goddess, and even when Chen An'er opened his mouth to sing the first song, countless people burst into tears!
Han Yu Xiaotian couldn't help but said to Chu Yihan next to him: "I didn't expect singing to be so popular!"
Chu Yihan emphasized again with a helpless look: "Isn't he a singer! I'm not a singer!"
"Aren't all the same?" Han Yu Xiaotian said disapprovingly.
"How can this be the same? This..."
Chu Yihan finally chose to shut up because she knew that it was not reasonable to talk to Han Yu Xiaotian.
Although Hanyu Xiaotian's comprehension in music is at an enchanting level, he is really noob in some respects, making people speechless!
Song after song, Chu Yihan and the others kept an eye on the dynamics of the scene at any time to prevent another enemy attack.
However, after halftime, the potential enemy still did not move, but Chu Yihan and Wang Yaru were sweating nervously.
At this time, Chen An'er lifted it gently with her hand and pressed it in the void. The audience was quiet.
"Dear fans who support Chen An'er, thank you for your company all the way. I love music, love singing, and love etherealness, but today I want to try that passionate and tender song of warrior! I hope you will treat me with my new style. Can continue to support.
"An'er! Goddess! We will always support you!"
"No matter what style, we like it!"
...
Countless **** fans shouted.
"Thank you for your support. Below, I will invite Master Hanyu to accompany this song of warriors!"
"It's time for you to play! Don't be nervous." Chu Yihan and Wang Yaru said to Han Yu Xiaotian.
"Cut, what's so nervous about this kind of small formation? I've seen any larger formation!" Han Yu smiled and stepped onto the stage.
Being watched by tens of thousands of people in the audience, Han Yu Xiaotian really did not feel the slightest discomfort or tension.
Even with so many clansmen and retainers in the family’s Dragon Fighting Tournament, from the youngest children who don’t understand martial arts, to the ground-level and heavenly powerhouses, Hanyu Xiaotian didn’t have the slightest timidity. What about this group of Chen An’er fans May make him feel nervous.
Seeing Han Yu Xiaotian calmly making preparations in front of the piano prepared for him, Chen An'er also showed a splendor in her eyes. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
At the same time, she also looked at Xiang Hanyu Xiaotian and thought silently, "Let the world see your enchanting style."
The sound of the piano sounded, and a bleak voice slowly floated out, like a song like a complaint, as if to explain the true meaning of a warrior...
unyielding! Indomitable!
strong! tall and straight!
A group of fearless people are constantly advancing and exploring on the road of martial arts.
The beauty of power, the voice of the strong, the love of children, and the heroic heroism are all integrated into the sound of the piano.
The sound of music collided with the listener's soul, and there was a strong resonance and interaction. Chen An'er's singing was also just right into it at this time, interpreting "wu" into everyone's heart and soul.
At the end of the song, the audience was still in shock, but Han Yu Xiaotian had quietly stepped down.
He doesn't need such a stage, he is here only to satisfy Chen An'er's wish.
As the first applause sounded, there were people applauding one after another, and finally the audience boiled.
The thunderous applause drowned all the sounds...
