Marrying into her Family

"QingHan, do you know?" Song Tao's voice clearly sounded in the whole concert hall. He had already brought his headset so that everyone could hear his deep and magnetic voice. "You and I have known each other for five years now. From the first time I saw you, you have lived in my heart and never left. You are as holy as an angel and bring me light. I have fantasized about the time with you for countless times, I know I'm very impolite today, but I can't control myself. I'm eager to express my love for you. Today, in your witness, I want to tell everyone that I love you

Song Tao's voice just fell, there is a clear female voice, can't wait to ring.

"Marry him!"

This female voice, like a fuse, instantly ignited the atmosphere of the whole concert hall.

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

Listening to the rising and falling voices in the music hall, Song Tao showed a successful smile in his eyes. The woman who first uttered the words "marry him" also gave a sneer, shrunk into the crowd and never spoke again.

Lin QingHan looks ugly and stares around. She really didn't expect Song Tao to make such a show. The sound of one after another in the crowd makes her particularly uncomfortable.

Song Tao looks at the perfect woman in front of him. Today, he specially prepared the confession. He invited master pajiv's disciples to play for him and asked countless entrustments to help him shout three words for him. Today, he must let his perfect confession occupy the headlines of Yinzhou city. He can even think of tomorrow's news How will it be written in the book.

Lin's president, married, had an affair with a man at the concert, who gave a grand confession to the president of Lin's group.

As soon as this news comes out, Song Tao is sure that Lin will be affected by such lacy news, and he can also take the opportunity to get what he wants.

Just as Song Tao is in the grip of victory, Lin QingHan is angry and ready to leave. Suddenly, a sound of gold and iron suddenly rings out. It's guzheng! The soft piano sound was completely suppressed, and the spotlight on Song Tao was completely darkened at this moment.

"What's the matter?" Song Tao was shocked by the sudden change. The advertisement he designed had no guzheng at all. Listening to the sound of guzheng, he completely crushed the beautiful artistic conception he had just created!

The sound of guzheng, sudden darkness, let Song Tao surprised, but let Lin please Han a sigh of relief.

If we say that the soft sound of zither just brought us into a peaceful village, now the high pitched sound of zither brings us to the battlefield. It seems that there are thousands of troops and horses rushing in front of us, shouting to kill!

This is full of Kyushu National style, full of the whole music hall.

When Zheng's voice is high, it stops suddenly.

"No more?"

"It's gone?"

The sudden stop of the Zheng sound makes the people in the music hall still have a lot to say, so they are attracted by the Zheng sound, which suddenly breaks off and makes them feel very sad.

At this moment, the sound of the piano is loud again. It is clear that the zither is not a kind of musical instrument, but the tone is perfectly combined. The sound of the piano is full, mellow and full of strong love.

"This is The echo of love? " When Lin QingHan listened to the music, there was a surprise in her eyes. She also recalled that she used to like this song and the record.

In the concert hall, behind the huge stage, master pajiv in a tuxedo is full of excitement and his body is shaking.

"God! God of music! In this world, only he can perfectly combine Kyushu guzheng with piano music! "

The dim spotlight lights up again. At this moment, the light is playing on the stage. There is a white piano. The beautiful sound of the piano starts from here.

In front of the piano, there is a person sitting. He is wearing a black suit, with a firm face. His facial features are carved like knives and axes. His deep eyes are like a vast sea of stars. He is sitting in front of the white piano, and his fingers are beating fast on the keys.

The appearance of this person attracts everyone's attention in the music hall. As for Song Tao, who has just made a grand confession, he has been forgotten and left aside like a clown in the dark.

"My God, QingHan!" When he saw the man in front of Qin, Milan subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand. His eyes were full of surprise, "it's Zhang Xuan! It's him

"Why Maybe... " Lin QingHan looks at the man sitting in front of the piano with dull eyes. At this moment, Zhang Xuan, wearing a neat suit, plays an echo of love at the concert.

Zhang Xuan bowed his head. In his hoarse voice, he sounded with a trace of happiness: "in the remote country, in the dark life of imprisonment, my years have quietly disappeared. There is no divinity, inspiration, tears, life and love. Now the soul has begun to wake up. At this time, you reappear in front of me, like a flash in the pan, and you are still alive Like the spirit of pure beauty. "

The sound of the piano is graceful, telling Zhang Xuan's mood at this moment. The elegant melody makes people intoxicated. The sound of the music begins to become joyful, and he speaks again."My heart leaps with ecstasy, because of you, everything revives again, with divinity, inspiration, life, hope and love. Wife, thank you for your presence and bringing me the future."

The elegant sound of the piano lingers in everyone's mind.

Another spotlight lit up, shining on Lin QingHan, not just so dazzling, but more orange halo, let people feel soft, warm.

In the whole concert hall, a white spotlight shines on Zhang Xuan, another one shines on Lin QingHan, and the rest of the place is dark.

The same expression of love is at two completely different levels. Compared with Zhang Xuan, what Song Tao did before is like a childish game, or just a foil to the green leaves of red flowers.

Ten security guards in suits walked into the crowd and dragged away Song Tao, who was standing in front of Lin QingHan. The flowers in Song Tao's hands were scattered all over the ground.

Zhang Xuan got up from the piano. At the same time, the sound of the piano fell, and the whole Music Hall fell into silence. Only a spotlight moved with Zhang Xuan's steps.

Zhang Xuan stepped on the flowers scattered in Song Tao's hands and walked slowly to Lin QingHan's one meter in front of him. Standing here, Zhang Xuan showed a smile in the process of four eyes handover. "Wife, thank you for your presence. Now, can I hug you?"

Lin QingHan looks at the man in front of her. Her wish was realized by him. In this artistic conception, Lin QingHan subconsciously nods her head, and then she feels a warmth surrounding her.