Chapter 369: Past Lives and Present Dreams (Part II)

The whole thing seemed to have become quiet at this moment, and there was no noise, except for the lingering sound that lingered in my ears and did not dissipate for a long time.

Endless sadness, endless loneliness, irrepressible loneliness, for a while, everyone present couldn't help but listen.

On the observation deck, the faces of Chen Qiaoyan and the others changed from the initial sneer to the current complexity, and the short and short sound of the piano made them involuntarily intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

And the most shocked was Situ Fang, who was holding Ran Ruo's right arm and then let go, looking at the figure on the jade platform with a little contemplation.

At this moment, Situ Fang couldn't help but resound what everyone in the past piano art said to him: "The most beautiful qin music does not need too many gorgeous notes, what is needed is the kind of qin music from the heart! The dingdong sound made by the mountain spring hitting the mountain rock is pleasant, and the whirring sound made by the mountain wind blowing through the mountain stream is also pleasant, even if we play that kind of sound, but the qin music without that kind of artistic conception is always just a combination of some gorgeous musical notes!" Undoubtedly, in this short and slight sound of the piano, Situ Fang felt an inexplicable feeling, the loneliness of being alone in the vast land.

And at the moment when the piano sounded, Leng Xuan couldn't help but be intoxicated, and her ears seemed to be surrounded by Ye Chen's original song.

On the mentor's stage, Zi Ning's body trembled suddenly, although Zi Ning didn't understand the rhythm of music, she could still hear the emotions that the piano could express, and she could give the piano an emotion?

Maybe he can really create a miracle?" Zi Ning muttered softly, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes, and finally Zi Ning couldn't help but indulge in the sound of the piano.

His eyes slowly closed, Ye Chen sighed softly, his slender hands danced on the silver strings, and the soft music poured out from Ye Chen's fingertips, the music was soft and low.

Even if the poet can not use gorgeous words to describe the artistic conception in the qin music, but it is such a never-before-heard qin music that makes everyone intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

True Qi was beating in Ye Chen's fingertips, and the sound of the piano spread throughout the stands after the increase of True Qi.

Therefore, everyone present could hear it so clearly, and yet the sound of the piano sounded in their ears, as if it came from the depths of their hearts.

The short and slight notes converge into a poignant and heartbreaking music, the sound of the piano is like a breeze blowing in the face, and the inexplicable sadness spreads in the hearts of everyone, and the depression is about to suffocate.

In the snowy season, a lonely figure wandered on the vast land, all kinds of figures beside him, but he was silent, he did not belong to this world.

Loneliness is a one-person carnival, carnival is the loneliness of a group of people, and the figure is finally lost in the wind and snow, wandering aimlessly, trying to find something!

Past and present lives, dreams in past lives, or dreams in this life, and who am I? Where is the wanderer, where is the passerby, where is the stayer?

The surrounding noise seemed to melt into the wind and snow, and at this moment, the rhythm of the qin music finally increased from slow to slow, and then countless pleasant notes converged into a music with inexplicable sadness.

The heart danced with the sound of the piano, and at this moment, everyone seemed to have turned into that figure, and the wind and snow in the sky seemed to emerge in front of everyone's eyes, and at this moment everyone felt their own insignificance and loneliness.

I am so small and lonely in this world, why am I here, and who will remember me after all these years?

The pictures of the past life and the present life kept alternating in Ye Chen's mind, and the vague childhood time of the past flooded Ye Chen's whole body like a tide, and Ye Chen's face was sometimes confused, sometimes happy, sometimes sad. The childhood of the previous life, the childhood of the present life, who am I? Is it the cold-blooded killer Ye Chen in the previous life, or the genius boy Ye Chen in this life?

With his thoughts drifting, Ye Chen seemed to have returned to the rainy night in the past, the rainy alley, and the entire vast world, so he had to walk alone in the wind and rain......

The poignant sound of the piano flowed from the slender fingertips, an indescribable state of mind, an oppressive loneliness, an indescribable loneliness and inexplicable nostalgia, and an inexplicable loneliness

All of this is contained in the fingertips of the lonely figure, the fingertips are dancing, this qin sound carries the loneliness in Ye Chen's heart, as if this qin sound has life, with their own joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows.

The silence of the audience was like death, the poignant sound of the piano at first made everyone's hearts depressed, and then the sound of the piano gradually became like a mountain, pressing hard in the depths of their hearts, the loneliness and loneliness in the sound of the piano spread in their hearts, and finally that emotion seemed to penetrate into their souls, this depression seemed to be overwhelming, almost difficult to breathe, more uncomfortable than death.

Nearly five minutes into the piano sounded the final note. The cold wind blew and rolled up Ye Chen's long hair on his forehead, and the long hair also hit Ye Chen's face, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

The dancing hands also stopped, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, a trace of confusion flashed in his dark eyes, but it was fleeting, replaced by a firmness.

Gradually, the temperament of the whole person on Ye Chen's face also changed, and the whole soul seemed to be sublimated, even if it was in the previous life or in this life, I am Ye Chen, Ye Chen in the previous life, Ye Chen in this life, that's all!

Getting up, Ye Chen quietly tied the piano behind him again, looking at the people who were still intoxicated by the sound of the piano, at this moment Ye Chen seemed to have an elegant smile on his face.

The silence of the entire jade platform and the stands was as deathly, even the breeze seemed so weak, and the whistling wind whistled at some point. Ye Chen stood there quietly, a few years ago, when Ye Chen gave up this body, strictly speaking, he forcibly occupied this body, more or less the soul of the original owner still existed in the depths of the body, but at this moment, the soul that belonged to the unlucky person of this body finally dissipated. The soul power was soaring wildly, and the picture of the entire Dawn Square clearly appeared in Ye Chen's mind, even if there were ants crawling on the ground, he was clearly visible.

Inside the Qilin Ring, the Fire Qilin was also shocked, feeling Ye Chen's soaring soul power, the Fire Qilin sighed for a while: "The soul power has actually broken through the peak of the Qi Martial Realm, this kid is inevitably too perverted!"

Ye Chen also felt the changes in his body, there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were closed again, feeling every change in his body.

The audience was still silent and terrible, and after a few breaths, the sound of tears falling to the ground sounded, and faces that had been wet with tears appeared on the stands, and even some of the instructors on the mentor platform were moist from the corners of their eyes. Ye Chen's piano song seems to bring them back to the past, reliving the memories of the past, the joy of childhood, the frivolity of youth, the sweetness of first love, the bitterness of lost love, and the sadness of the death of relatives.

Time imprinted the sorrows and joys of the past in the depths of their minds, and the ruthlessness of the passing years locked the memory, and at this moment this piece of music is like the key to unlock the lock.

"Yes!" An extremely deep voice floated out of the void in vain, and at some point a figure appeared there, followed by a burst of applause.

The crisp applause shattered the sad and almost suffocating dream, and at the same time, the applause also alarmed those present, and everyone responded from the intoxicating dream, at this moment, they seemed to find that they had burst into tears, because of the beautiful things in the past or the heartbreaking things in the past, the loneliness and the loneliness after reliving.

And the figure above the void also attracted everyone's attention, an old man, full of white hair, handsome appearance, deep eyes, a black robe further set off the old man's dusty temperament.

A surprised expression emerged, and everyone looked at the existence that was like a god in the Jade Emperor Academy in disbelief, and the dean of the Jade Emperor Academy read reincarnation.

A trace of remembrance appeared in the eyes of Nian Reincarnation, Nian Reincarnation looked at Ye Chen on the jade platform with deep meaning, and said in a deep voice: "This song is good! The song from the heart has only aroused people's resonance, this is where the kid of the Situ family is not as good as you! You are very good" The deep voice rushed to all sides like a tide, resounding throughout the sky.

Nian reincarnation applauded again, the applause was extremely loud, and under the drive of reincarnation, the clapping sound sounded one after another around the stands, and for a while, the applause on the entire Dawn Square exploded like thunder.

On the observation deck, Situ Fang's face was already as dead as ashes, and his ears were vaguely surrounded by the sentence of reincarnation: "This is where the kid of the Situ family is not as good as you!"

Regardless of admitting it in his heart or deliberately denying it, Situ Fang knew that he was indeed inferior to Ye Chen, and even his proudest piano skills were not as good as others, thinking about this, the corners of Situ Fang's mouth couldn't help but have a mocking smile

Is this frog at the bottom of the well?