Chapter 110 The God of Song, Cupid of the Human World, and the Flock of Invitations

Accompanied by Wang Yueheng's singing and playing of the guitar.

The professional lighting technicians at the wedding also seized the opportunity to coordinate with Wang Yueheng's singing and playing, quickly adjusting the lighting atmosphere throughout the venue.

The thousands of square meters are decorated with romantic flowers in a warm-toned golden hall.

Wang Yueheng, focused on singing and playing instruments, is as if he is holding a solo concert.

The audience members standing and listening were elites and leaders from all walks of life.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the singer who was performing earnestly, their expressions filled with rapture.

Outstanding piano skills, a perfect and melancholic tone.

This made the already grand wedding seem to have been elevated to an even higher level.

The boy's appearance was like an angel illuminating everyone's vision.

The view of love is no longer solely based on whether the couple is well-matched in terms of money and social status.

A cup of turbid wine

"I will live the rest of my life neither with sorrow nor joy."

Why fear love, hate, and separation?

"Riding my horse all the way to consider it carefully."

A song of longing flows into the river and the mountains.

"Walking under an oil-paper umbrella"

"I drifted off to sleep, yet it felt like yesterday."

Another poignant, weathered hum, followed by the gentle fading of the piano melody.

The last note, its lingering melody echoing through the air, seeped into everyone's heart.

The melody I just heard will stay in my mind.

After finishing his performance, Wang Yueheng stood up from the piano and bowed slightly to all the guests.

A powerful voice combined with masterful piano skills creates a remarkable auditory experience.

"Let's give Wang Yueheng a round of applause to thank him for bringing us another song, 'A Song of Longing'."

Teacher He was the first to clap and shout into the microphone.

A wave of voices rose again from the audience.

Interspersed with murmurs and exclamations of admiration.

I've met singers who can sing, and I've also met singers who can play instruments.

But a singer-songwriter who can perform singing and playing instruments so skillfully and improvise on the spot.

This was the first time anyone in the audience had ever seen anything like it.

If "Let's Get Married" is the most beautiful and heartwarming blessing for the newlyweds at the scene.

This song, "A Song of Longing," is like a prelude to a wedding, recording every moment from lovers to husband and wife.

The two songs perfectly piece together a touching love story.

Amid applause and cheers, Wang Yueheng returned to his seat at the table.

Upon his return, he was immediately surrounded by a throng of guests.

They were all moved by the talent he displayed in his two songs.

High-ranking officials and dignitaries, who originally had little interest in celebrities, began to extend various offers of cooperation to him.

"Mr. Yue Heng, let's add each other as friends. Are you interested in developing your career in South Korea?"

"Can we take a picture together? I know a director who can introduce you to a movie role, and you can play the male lead!"

"Young man, our Jiangbei branch is short of a general manager, and I think you'd be perfect for the job..."

Numerous invitations and offers to win him over came in an instant.

Some middle-aged women, dressed in fine clothes, even wanted to hand over their businesses to Wang Yueheng to manage.

"Thank you. Please talk to Xiaoxue if you have any questions. I'll follow her instructions..."

Faced with these enthusiastic invitations to collaborate, Wang Yueheng was somewhat overwhelmed and had no choice but to use Mo Zixue as a shield.

Meanwhile, Mo Zixue took notes on the cooperation intentions of everyone present and then dismissed them one by one.

"Hello Mr. Wang, this is a letter that Mr. Chu Mingyong entrusted me to deliver to you."

"Could you also please sign your autograph for me? I really love both of your songs..."

After the crowd gradually dispersed.

Hotel manager Yang Tao walked briskly over, holding a piece of paper with the State Guesthouse logo printed on it, and handed it to Wang Yueheng, saying...

At the same time, he couldn't help but take a closer look at the singer in front of him, and handed over his beautiful notebook to ask for an autograph.