The dome above the stage quietly opened.
When the stars outside dotted the sky like this, almost everyone exclaimed in surprise.
Although this stage effect is a bit simple compared to many of Moonlight Girl's stages.
But it did have an effect, at least it called back many people who were still distracted.
At this time, Wen Yuan walked to the center of the stage and sat down on the steps.
She looked like one of those girls who would sit down on the roadside when they were tired of walking.
Now, her expression and temperament seem to have returned to her student days.
At this moment, an astonishing scene happened, and the curtain on the original stage suddenly opened.
This was followed by a soft melody, which sounded from Wen Yuan's body.
The audience was a little confused. Although they didn't know what was going on, they understood that this stage seemed not as simple as they had imagined.
Wen Yuan opened her cell phone in a panic, and heard a boy singing.
Only then did she pick up the phone and started singing almost at the same time as the person on the phone:
[Time is like amber tears, locked away
No matter how immortal a love letter is, it will eventually turn into an hourglass
Upstream of youth, white clouds fly away, gray dogs and seagulls]
When she put down her phone, a tear rolled down Wen Yuan's eye.
Seeing this, Su Yin covered her chest and said excitedly:
"Sister Wen Yuan performed this part so well that I was instantly drawn into her role."
At this time, Wang Xingrui sighed and murmured:
"That's because this is her own story!"
Only after the curtain was completely opened could everyone see the entire stage clearly.
It was a nostalgic old classroom.
On the blackboard, there are marks that the teachers have not yet erased, and a conspicuous countdown to the college entrance examination at the edge.
Wen Yuan turned around and walked up the stairs step by step.
There was a hint of sadness and nostalgia in her singing:
[The thought that flashed by slipped away
Fate is so humorous that it makes those who love it silent
The entire universe for a red bean]
At this time, many audience members fell silent.
It’s not that they think the song is bad, but because Wen Yuan sang it so movingly.
Almost every listener who heard this seemed to involuntarily recall their own story.
It is a love story about missed opportunities and regrets.
"The lyrics are so well written." A girl was sitting in the audience. Only after she opened her mouth did she realize that her voice had become hoarse.
The moment she saw the old classroom, she immediately thought of herself.
At this time, Wen Yuan had already sat down at a table. It was not difficult to guess that this should be her seat.
She blinked hard to prevent her tears from smudging her makeup.
Then she opened the drawer and found an old radio inside.
"Oh my god," Tang Yue bit her lip involuntarily when she saw this: "This prop is so well made! The moment I saw it, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable."
"It's like this," Lin Xuan'er sniffed. "Radios like this usually have a story to them."
After Wen Yuan pressed the switch of the radio, a gentle voice immediately came from it.
"Today is Wen Yuan's 18th birthday."
"My birthday gift to you is a love song."
"I hope that every year from now on, on your birthday, I can write a song for you."
The moment the boy's voice appeared, countless people in the audience burst into tears.
At that moment, Wen Yuan burst into tears.
This isn't a performance; it's her true self.
That voice did come from her ex-husband.
But she still picked up the microphone and controlled her emotions.
This time, every breath she took, every word she pronounced, carried a hint of vulnerability:
[Slow motion film replays a silent film, freezing a moment
We said we'd never see each other again at our farewell concert
You wrote me my first song
You and I hold hands and write the prelude
But then what?]
She stood up slowly and walked to the blackboard.
But this time, she seemed stronger than before, because she no longer shed tears.
She took a deep breath and then smiled faintly, relieved after having seen so much.
In the audience, a boy lowered his head.
He suddenly thought of his first love.
The boy once saw a sentence that a man may fall in love with many women in his life.
But what he can never forget is his first love.
He recalled the time when he and his first love sat on the rooftop of the school, talking about their ideals and the future.
He was so stupid at that time that he actually promised the other party that they would be together forever.
Yes, only boys and girls aged seventeen or eighteen care about forever.
Now, all he wants is to find a blind date partner who is of equal status.
Wen Yuan picked up the brush and finally erased the name of another boy next to her own name on the blackboard.
As she finished this moment, a beam of light fell on the center of the stage.
As the audience cheered one after another, Wen Yuan turned around and saw a projection.
The person in the projection is her, wearing the same clothes.
It's just that she is younger.
The one who held her first concert.
The one who accepted the confession and was ready to embrace a happy life.
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