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Liu Haitao felt this sad melody with shock on his face, and he could clearly feel that his control over the song had reached a level, and he could even add a prelude to it at will!

Simply... simply too strong!

The other party obviously didn't know that the song "Ten Years" would be drawn, so this prelude must have been added on a temporary basis.

Improvising this thing requires not only inspiration, but also the strength and talent of the performer.

Talking about music without strength and talent is all bullshit!

Don't look at how he usually looks like every day and every day, but at this time, he knows better than anyone else: this prelude, even if he is stronger than him, can't create it—— Not in this case at least!

Just when everyone was fascinated, the prelude stopped abruptly, and a clear and clear song slowly sounded.

"If those two words hadn't trembled, I wouldn't have found me uncomfortable. How to say it would just be a breakup..."

"If there is no requirement for tomorrow, holding hands is like traveling. There are thousands of intersections, and there is always one person who has to go first..."

The near-perfect singing instantly brought the audience into the situation, and the audience's psychological defense line collapsed at this moment.

Once people become hypocritical, they listen to any song as if they are singing themselves.

A thousand people, a thousand Hamlets - the emotional stories of all people turned into a clear and clear line at this moment, affecting everyone's hearts.

With the quiet flow of the music melody, the inner emotions of the people in the audience are invisible.

"Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me, we were still the same, accompany a stranger, walking through the streets that we became familiar with; ten years later, we are friends, and we can still greet you, just the kind of tenderness, There is no reason to hug anymore, and lovers will inevitably become friends..."

At the end of the song, after the last note fell, the people present fell into a dead silence, except for a few occasional sobbings.

There were no cheers, no cheers, and no mockery.

Everyone was brought into the music world created by Su Yang, as if they were the protagonists of the song and were going through a ten-year separation.

Su Yang got up gracefully and walked towards the center of the stage, always with a light expression on his face, he slowly bowed and said lightly, "Thank you for listening."

As soon as these words came out, everyone got out of this sad atmosphere.

The east boat and the west boat were silent, only seeing Jiang Xin Qiuyue white.

Su Le's nose turned red when he heard it, and He Meng took the lead in applauding, and then the applause swept the entire music room like thunder.

"Huh..." Su Yang let out a long sigh of relief and walked off the stage with a calm expression.

At this time, someone shouted "Okay!", and then, there was a series of cheers in the room.

They are not unreasonable people, and they did not hesitate to offer their praise after hearing such a touching performance.

"One thing to say, this dude sings like a needle but not a poke!"

"To tell the truth, don't say it's Brother Tao, I feel that even if the original sings, I'm afraid it can't compare to him!"

"Hey, I didn't expect this buddy to be so arrogant, I really missed the point!"

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't ridicule him. What's more, the clown is actually me!"

Needless to say, Su Yang's almost monster-like strength has perfectly proved himself!