The anchor has a concert

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Forget it, I don't want to worry about those happy things, Brother Xiaoan actually wants to play the violin on the spot today, I hope I don't overturn the car like everyone said!

"Cissy!"

"Brother Zhan, you are here, have you found any news?"

"Ask! Xiaoan did transfer a sum of money to Brother Wu Song of Hejian Mansion, but it was not 35, but 50."

The imperial capital, Changle Palace.

Ever since a free-ranging prince didn't see his sister in the eldest princess's mansion for two consecutive days, he finally realized what happened, and followed Pidiandian to hide in the palace.

As if he was really afraid that someone would look for him and try to drag him into doing something outrageous.

If it was in the past, this trip to Changle Palace is destined to be a troublesome story of rolling eyes and being complained about.

But this time, the situation is different!

When he rushed to greet his father at the first time, he found that his father was watching a handsome anchor who was a little weaker than him through the live broadcast.

As a result, after saying something without going through his brain, he became the brightest cub in the palace!

This was the first time he felt the importance of his father and mother after he became an adult.

It would be even more wonderful if my sister didn't stare at him fiercely with fiery eyes all the time, and drag him to the kendo gym to see if he has mastered royal swordsmanship.

Ah

What if he is short-sighted?

Who doesn't know that when this younger sister was 16 years old, she had already reached the rank of king in kendo, and after that, only the ranks of glory king and pinnacle king remained?

In the entire empire, there are only nineteen people who have reached the glory and above king ranks in the way of swordsmanship.

Liu Wen tried his best to force himself not to pay attention to his younger sister, and stayed with his father and mother with a straight face, watching the anchor who had met once, setting up a battle in front of the standing microphone

Chapter 0283 Don't always feel that others are not good enough for you

Thousands of people watched in front of the stage, and nearly a million online viewers watched in the live broadcast room.

Pan An, who was standing in the middle of the stage, let go of his thoughts, turned slightly sideways and quietly waited for the big screen picture, and fixed on the old man Wan Qizheng's old face full of grooves and doubts.

Soon, Pan An's voice sounded like a narration:

"People only live once, how can I be willing to let my short life be mediocre and mediocre?

I will try my best to live myself as a beam of light, like you, whoever approaches me is approaching the light and warmth! "

At this time, Yao Zihui's delicate voice appeared: "Brother Xiao'an, you are a beam of light. As soon as I get close to you, I can feel the warmth!"

"That's because it's summer, it's hot!"

Pan An's explanation amused everyone present at that time.

At this moment, thousands of passers-by and audience under the stage were also amused.

In the midst of such laughter, Pan An turned around with a smile, leaned in front of the standing microphone and said:

"Welcome everyone to watch the show I'm picking up stories in the world at Meizhoufu station. Next, I will bring you the violin piece Duyueqiao Sijun, the theme of this show."

As soon as the words fell, Pan An put the bow on the e string, and pulled it down steadily and slowly.

The long e key, which changed from light to heavy, from weak to strong, immediately formed a splitting feeling in everyone's heart, almost like fingernails scratching glass.

Everyone's attention was thus concentrated, and no one discussed Wan Jia's story anymore.

But before they frowned or expressed anything else, Pan An had already played the violin piece with a smirk.

The tight and slightly passionate rhythm, like a high-speed carriage, drags the hearts of all the audience, and gradually speeds up and gallops ahead

Jiudufu, Zhongshan Park.

Chen Yifan's eyes lit up, because the brows that were frowned in the key of E at the beginning quickly relaxed, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly to this tight-paced and passionate violin piece.

When Pan An changed the previous rhythm, the style of the tune suddenly changed from compact and passionate to long and heavy.

The Wan family kept their promises, 140 years a year, regardless of the weather, the heavy picture of the free crossing, unfolded in her mind in an instant.

Fuliang Mansion, Changjiang Square.

There was an inexplicable brilliance in Qianqian's eyes, and she listened carefully to this violin piece.

In my mind, a picture involuntarily emerged, the sound of crossing the river, and the sound of coming.

There are also the lightning that illuminates the night amidst the roaring thunder, the sound of the rapid rain, and the sound of the oars fluctuating and splashing, like a large movie, displayed in her mind

A similar situation played out in the minds of many people.

As long as you have watched the program at that time, or watched the edited video just now, you will not be able to escape this state of obsession and repercussions.

Those fans who were worried about Pan An's car overturning on the spot soon realized that they were thinking too much.

Maybe I don't know the art and beauty of musical instruments, but anyone can recognize this violin piece, which is really good, and it can even make them associate with the background of the story.

Just like all of Pan An's works, everyone can connect them closely with the background of the story.

The imperial capital, Changle Palace.

Sitting at the top, No. 1 in the chubby world closed his eyes at some point, shaking his head slightly to the violin music.

And the woman next to him, who was full of grace and luxury, also raised her right hand and waved it lightly in accordance with the rhythm.

Even Liu Xi was a little lost in thought.

Seeing the reactions of the three blood relatives, Liu Wen secretly wiped off his sweat, hoping that the longer the violin piece, the better.

Of course, this is impossible.

After playing the music in less than 3 minutes, there was warm applause, applause and whistles from the audience on the projection TV.

Then there was a mess of inquiries:

"Which master is this violin piece composed?"

"I don't think I've heard this violin piece before!"

"No, such an excellent song, why am I not impressed?"

No.1 in the chubby world on the first seat, couldn't help laughing when he heard the questions from the audience: "It's even the first time I've heard it!"