Han Xianyu looked at her eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Yan hurriedly blocked Han Xianyu's attention, and then looked at Han Xianyu's opening, "Xian Yu, can you please help?"

Han Xianyu said, "Of course it is!"

Ye Yan: "Can I use the audio equipment at the scene?"

Han Xianyu didn't ask Ye Yan what he wanted to do, and said simply, "Of course, now the equipment has not been withdrawn, I can say it in the past."

Ye Yan was grateful: "Thank you!"

Nympho

After a while, Ye Yan took the microphone and stepped on the stage alone.

With a sound of "", a bouquet of bright focus lamps hit Ye Yan's body.

Nie Wuming sat on the high wall, tears were filled with snot while being blown by the cold wind.

"That, ancestor, are we watching enough?"

No one is there. What do you look at?

Nie Wuming was about to continue. At this time, a beam of light suddenly hit the stage, and there was a person in the light.

It is Ye Yan who is holding the microphone.

Nie Wuming was suddenly surprised, "Hey! Boss Ye!"

Why are you back again?

Of course he didn't know that Ye Yan had seen his behavior of climbing the wall ...

Nie Wuming's eyes were falling on the stage at this moment, so I didn't see that when the little guy at the video of the video called Ye Yan suddenly appeared again, the unbelievable surprise on his face.

In the background, Ye Mutan was excited, "Do you want to sing a song for my brother alone?"

Too romantic!

Gong Xu's arms around his chest, whispered, "Maybe it's singing to confess to me!"

Luo Chen glanced at him lightly, his expression was very difficult to describe.

Gong Xu suddenly fried: "Damn! What kind of eyes are you? Why can't Brother Ye confess to me?"

With a soothing and warm music sound, Ye Yan's eyes inadvertently looked in Nie Wuming.

She couldn't see what Nie Wuming was doing her mobile phone, but it seemed like there was something tacit. She felt that he should be talking with the videos of the Tang Dynasty ...

Because of the sentence tonight, I want to listen to my mother singing.

After the prelude, Ye Yan slowly sang ...

"The worm was lying on my piano, listening to the music gently, squatting beside me, humming the sound of the sound, but in my heart, thinking about who to share with the lunch tomorrow ..."

Singing here, Ye Yan looked far away in the direction of Nie Wuming, and continued to sing: "Can't forget, it is difficult to measure, how many thoughts are carried by yourself, look down, let go of everything, run to the hometown of the worm ..."

When I heard the last sentence, the end of the video called, the tears of the Tang Dynasty fell down instantly, the small hand slowly pasted on the screen of the mobile phone, and touched her mother's eyes, "Mom ..."

"The worm is crazy, the worm is troubled, and the worm can always drive away all loneliness. The mosquito stops on my body, kissing my shoulders, the fireworm, you make this world brighter, even if the clouds cover the sky, you can

You can see the shimmer of the stars, and hope to let go of all the paradise rushing towards the worm ... "

At this moment, the huge stadium is empty, and it is extremely quiet.

On the stage, the girl with thoughts and reluctance was extremely ethereal, and her heart was inexplicable.

In the background, Ye Mutan touched his chin, "Who is the sang bug?"

Gongxu: "It's me! The worm sung by Brother Ye must be me!"

Luo Chen: "..."
Chapter completed!