Xiao Yao felt a rumble in her brain, as if the waterfall rolling down from the rocks outside was roaring in her mind.
She hugged the cello and couldn't help but walk out of the cabin: "What are you talking about? Too much emotion?"
At this moment, because she was too surprised and unbelievable, she completely forgot that Layman Song was afraid of contacting people.
Layman Song was speaking and continuing to appreciate the music that Xiao Yao just played, when he suddenly saw Xiao Yao come out, he was startled, his handsome face flushed instantly, and endless panic surged in his heart, so subconsciously, he was about to turn around and leave.
But at the moment before leaving, his eyes glanced over Xiao Yao's big eyes, and he couldn't move.
Those beautiful and clear big eyes are filled with cautious expectation at this moment, like a shining candle in the night wind, which will be extinguished in the next moment.
Layman Song met those eyes, nodded, and said softly: "For me, there are indeed more. I'm not very used to having feelings"
Xiao Yao heard his words clearly, but her mind was still in chaos, and she still couldn't believe what she heard, after all, she couldn't integrate emotions into the cello, it was her stubborn disease, now, all of a sudden , nothing happened, she was told that she had feelings in her cello
Xiao Yao couldn't help asking: "Can you hear the emotion from the sound of my cello?"
Layman Song looked a little shy, turned his eyes away, and didn't dare to look at Xiao Yao, but still nodded his head: "Yesyou handle your emotions very delicately, and you go back and forth, which is the best I have ever heard. version." There was a moment of silence, seeing that Xiao Yao hadn't spoken, he added, "You really are a genius cellist."
Just by taking a look, he recognized Xiao Yao's identity.
Xiao Yao pursed his lips to calm himself down, and said again: "I still want to play another song, can you comment for me?"
Layman Song took a quick look at Xiao Yao, seeing that she just wanted to invite him to listen to the music, and didn't have much idea of ??communicating with him, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded immediately.
Xiao Yao hugged the cello, went back to the cabin, sat down, and started playing.
This time, what she played was the song "Fate".
She thought she would be very nervous, but at the beginning of the performance, she was immersed in the music and forgot everything. After the song was over, she slowly pulled away from the music.
Completely withdrawn from the music, Xiao Yao's body trembled slightly.
She felt it, she felt that in the sound of her cello, she regained something that she faintly felt was lacking before.
That must be her feeling, her soul!
However, all of this may be her illusion.
Xiao Yao took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and waited for layman Song's comment.
She actually wanted to ask questions aloud, but because she knew a little about Layman Song's character, she forcibly held back and waited quietly.
The sound of the waterfall rushing down is ringing outside, never tired.
As time passed by, Xiao Yao's heart rose.
If the waterfall was so loud that Lay Song misheard it, wouldn't she be happy for nothing?
While she was thinking wildly, she suddenly heard layman Song's clean and clear voice from outside:
"The anticipation and joy in the front are full of expectations for a new life, followed by love and troubles, legendary, sweet burdens, nothing more than the same, and finally, deep and rich love in sadness and sorrow, bit by bit dwindling, and finally exhausted I heard a love dirge."
His originally clean and clear voice, when he spoke later, was tinged with sadness, which made people's hearts tremble after hearing it.
Xiao Yao's eye sockets became moist instantly.
What Song Layman said was exactly what she was thinking when she composed this song that late at night, and it completely explained how the original owner went from loving her daughter deeply to letting go of her daughter completely. Didn't hear it, and no one looked into it.
However, Layman Song heard it.
Such delicate feelings can only be heard by Song Layman from her cello, and it is impossible to know it from other sources.
That is to say, in the sound of her cello, for some reason, there is really renewed emotion!
There is nothing wrong with the feeling that she finished playing a piece. What was faintly lacking in her cello sound before was finally made up.
Realizing this, Xiao Yao's heart was sour, but endless joy welled up.
She didn't think much, hugged the cello, lowered her head and started playing again.
This time, she also composed "Love in Huo Cheng" by herself.
&nbWhat, took out his mobile phone, took a few photos of the backs of Xiao Yao and Lay Song, then sat down and edited Weibo: "I always thought that Xiao Yao, who had lost the ability to play the cello, was practicing hard. Went to the hills for a date. If she falls in love, shall we never hear her play the cello again?"
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