317 “Impudent”, The Single
“I know that you’re very happy and excited, but there are still other friends present who want to watch the performance. So after the performance begins later, can you agree to one of my requests?” Su Qian put down his slender and beautiful fingers and said with a smile.
Looking at the especially handsome Su Qian tonight, his tone was so gentle. How could the fans below the stage not agree? They all agreed.
“When everyone watches the performance later, remember to be polite and follow the rules. After all, today is Floyd’s annual school anniversary, not my solo concert.” As Su Qian spoke, he didn’t forget to make a small joke, causing the audience below to laugh uncontrollably.
Su Qian lowered his head and turned around with a faint smile. He glanced at the band members behind him and snapped his fingers at them. When he turned around, he adjusted the angle of his microphone and said in a voice that was like a spring in the mountains, “This song, ‘Impudent’, is for you.”
As soon as Su Qian finished speaking, the beats of the drums under Wang Fan’s hands drilled into their ears. The first impression that the drums gave people was that they were impudent and passionate, just like the name of their song!
The bass started to sound. Su Qian’s head, which had been lowered, slowly swayed to the beat of the music!
The audience sitting below the stage also began to relax. After calming down, they slowly shook their heads to the beat. Huo Qi kept looking at Su Qing, who was behind Su Qian. In order to make it easier for her to play the violin, she had a high ponytail today. She was simple and youthful, but her exquisite and beautiful face was still beautiful.
As Su Qian sang the first line of “Impudent”, Huo Qi slowly came back to his senses.
“The blazing sun in the world is just right. The wind blows past the forest, and the cicadas chirp. At that time, we would be young, and the word youth mentioned in our words should be the opposite of mediocrity.”
The young man’s clear voice, accompanied by the bass and the sudden sound of the piano, entered everyone’s ears. The sound of the piano was gentle and warm, and it was filled with Su Qian’s singing, as though he was drawing a romantic movement on a summer day!
Kong Yue looked at her son on the stage with joy and excitement. She felt that at this moment, her eyes and ears were clear. Outstanding music could make people relax in an instant.
Of course, Kong Yue wasn’t the only one who had this feeling. Almost everyone below the stage was immersed in this extreme enjoyment.
Su Qian’s voice was actually very superior. In the field of slow songs, his level was almost comparable to Su Qing’s. The top-notch sound equipment transmitted his voice perfectly. Yan Bei looked at him in surprise.
Yan Bei knew that Su Qian was an idol celebrity, but he didn’t expect him to be so strong. When the first note was played, Yan Bei’s excellent sense of music told him that the quality and score of this song were top-notch!
It didn’t seem like a song that a useless idol could make. Yan Bei even suspected that Su Qian had found someone else to make it.
This was because he didn’t think that Su Qian was someone who could write such a meaningful and foundational song.
Su Qian, who was standing in the middle of the stage and doted on by all the lights and gazes, didn’t know what Yan Bei was thinking. He felt the charm of the music and sang his youth song in the starlight and lights.
“I heard from you that the heart of youth will never age. Young people aren’t afraid of the long years and run wantonly. The gods should have confiscated the timidity of young people, so only their youth is left. The field and the sunset, ice cream and gardenias, the childish him.”
Accompanied by the “young people” in Su Qian’s song was the sound of the violin promoted by Su Qing’s bow. The melodious music was augmented by the full marks of the sound equipment on the stage, and it directly hit the audience’s eardrums and hearts. What followed was goosebumps all over their bodies!
On the huge screen on the left side of the stage, Su Qing’s violin neck appeared. As she pulled the bow, she swayed gently in rhythm. Her high ponytail and hair were gently blown by the autumn wind, and her clothes fluttered rhythmically with her body.
For someone as beautiful as Su Qing, she should be described by the most beautiful and melancholic words in the world. The superiority of this genius girl made countless audiences gasp in admiration. None of them would try to envy her.