Chapter 160: Hearing feast

A man took a bunch of fiery roses and walked onto the stage. Just when everyone did not know why, Fu Guisheng took the bunch of roses and then kneeled down on one knee, looking at Sun Hao sitting underneath.
"Hey, seeing your first sight, I was deeply conquered by your beauty. From that moment on, I lost my soul. You took my soul away. I want to see it every day." To you, every day I dream that we will hold hands and walk in the evening sun, I love you forever, to death!"
The affectionate voice was spoken through the microphone and echoed throughout the party.
Everyone reacted at once, it turned out to be confession!
Many people have become excited when they see each other. Some girls are screaming like crazy, and they can't wait for themselves to be the object of Fu Guisheng's confession. The atmosphere on the scene has become very lively.
Fu Guisheng hit the iron hot and smiled and said: "Hey, I like you, you are willing to be my Fu Guisheng's girlfriend, let me care for you, take care of you, become the happiest woman in the world?"
Sun Hao lived, his face was full of overwhelmed, she did not think that Fu Guisheng would get this out.
At this time, Fu Guisheng's friend shouted loudly.
"Promise him, promise him!"
This kind of shouting was quickly echoed by other people. After all, this was a big joy and a romantic. They didn’t have the truth of not cooperating. For a time, they encouraged Sun Hao to promise Fu Guisheng’s voice as a wave of waves, shaking the eardrum. .
"I love his thief, and the grandson actually came here!"
Zhang Dashan has a fire. He knows that this trick is so powerful. Many girls are defeated by this offensive. You think about it, when people around are shouting 'promise him', and when that person is When talking about the expression of a large section of deep affection, no matter how strong the girl is, the psychological defense will be relaxed and can't bear to refuse.
Xiao Ruyi hates Fu Guisheng’s hateful teeth:
Don’t face!

The wind stood up without a trace: "His grandmother, this is a clear robbing, Xiao Ge, hey, Xiao Ge?"
It was reminded by him that everyone had come back to God. The place where Xiao Luo was sitting was empty, and several people looked at each other and did not know where Xiao Luo went.
After Sun Xiao realized that Xiao Luo had left, his face gradually became pale, looking at Fu Guisheng's affectionate eyes, and hundreds of hospital staff rushing to cheer, she did not know how to deal with it.
Accept Fu Guisheng? This is absolutely impossible. She doesn't like Fu Guisheng. The person she likes is Xiao Luo.
Can be directly rejected and seem cruel, or let everyone in the room be disappointed, do not come face, she wants to refute the face of everyone?
What should I do, what should I do?
Sun Hao was so anxious to cry, this situation made her feel overwhelmed and confused.
Just then, a wonderful music sounded softly on the scene, melodious like the spring water in the mountains, flowing in a sly, from time to time naughty to stir up a wave, hit the stones on the shore, hit a Say, whisper, and then continue to flow forward.
All the voices that cheered for Fu Guisheng slowly stopped. The people looked back at the stage and saw a figure of a flowing figure sitting in front of the piano. The smart fingers were playing on the black and white keys. This was a big party. The lingering music is flowing slowly from the fingertips of the man.
The clear and clear sound of the cymbal sings, like the wrinkles from the deep valleys and mountains, smashed through the years of life, and broke into the depths of everyone's soul.
"What is this piano piece, why have you never heard of it?"
"It's so wonderful, I feel my ears are pregnant."
"Don't talk, listen quietly."
Some people who have studied music have whispered.
Even ordinary people who don't understand the temperament are also fascinated at this time. This piano piece is like the voice of the soul, which can calm down quickly.
Zhang Dashan and his party are now staring at the stage, especially Zhang Dashan. The mouth has become a big duck egg, and the face is shocked. Because it is not someone else who plays the song in front of the piano, it is his good brother. Xiao Luo.
"Where, I don't have a blind eye, Lao Xiao actually plays the piano!" he murmured in disbelief.
Xiao Ruyi is also a wooden saying: "When did my brother learn to play the piano?"
Tang Ren, the wind has no trace, and the small five is coming back quickly. The excitement says: "Brother (Xiao Ge) is simply handsome!"
When she discovered that she was Xiao Luo, Sun Hao turned from horror to horror from the beginning, and then turned from horror to joy and expectation. She looked at Xiao Luo's eyes with deep love.
The meat on Fu Guisheng's face was pumped up. He carefully arranged a confession and used the enthusiasm of hundreds of people in the audience. In order to let Sun Hao nod his head, he even imagined that he was soft with Sun Hao tonight. The picture of the bed on the big bed is a step away, so it’s a step away.
As a result, it was like a rushing flood that suddenly encountered a tall mountain, which was contained, blocked, and castrated!
What made him most unbearable was that Xiao Luo actually sat in the position where he should have played the piano without any problems. The angry emotions broke out like a mountain torrent, but he could stop in the next second. Kai Xiaoluo, as a small achievement on the piano, naturally heard the subtleties of Xiao Lu's playing.
The rhythm, speed, and arrangement are so full, and the rhythm cuts are just right, the brakes, the weak, the obstruction, the long and short sounds... everything is treated like a master.
This guy actually has such a high attainment on the piano!
Fu Guisheng’s eyes widened and he could not believe it, and he was even more unacceptable.
I don't know that Xiao Luo had a musical talent before ~EbookFREE.me~ In addition to singing, he is proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, and of course the piano is not to mention.
He sat in his seat and was as elegant as a sea pianist. He played with his fingers and fingers. The sounds of his fingertips flowed like butterflies flying in the wings, fluttering with moving wings, and like the distant sky, sedimentation. Clear light.
Listening to this piece, some people saw the rice fields of yellow orange and orange. Some people remembered the fields that ran in memory, and some people remembered the infinite scenery of their hometown...
so beautiful!
Such as the beauty, such as wine, people are so fascinated, deeply fascinated in it, all the words, at this moment, pale and powerless, can not describe the beauty of this song.
In the end, the tone of the song suddenly increased, ups and downs, magnificent, swallowing the mountains and rivers, as if the whole world is resonating, like the gunpowder rushing to the sky, shining brilliant fireworks at the highest point, illuminating the dark night sky.
Absolute shock, absolute hearing feast!
(End of this chapter)