boyutpedia Chapter 163 He began to play
Chapter 163 He began to play
The girl's singing voice was clear and pleasant, like the gentle sea breeze, refreshing. Meng Yanchen was attracted by her singing, stopped and listened quietly.
The singing gradually stopped, and the girl turned around and found Meng Yanchen standing beside her. She walked over with a smile, "Are you here to enjoy the sea view too?"
Meng Yanchen nodded, "Yes, I am here to find inspiration as well. Your singing voice is beautiful."
The girl smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment. My name is Ling Xue. What's yours?"
"My name is Meng Yanchen." Meng Yanchen replied with a smile, "You have great musical talent."
When Ling Xue heard Meng Yanchen's praise, a hint of shyness appeared on her face, "Thank you for your recognition, Mr. Meng Yanchen."
"Can you sing one more song?" Meng Yanchen asked, "I really like your singing."
Ling Xue nodded, picked up the guitar again, and began to sing. The singing rose and fell like the waves, bringing people into a warm and comfortable state.
Meng Yanchen listened quietly, he was moved by Ling Xue's singing, as if he was in a wonderful world of music. Ling Xue sang with full concentration, her eyes were full of love and passion for music.
After the performance, Meng Yanchen applauded to express his appreciation. "Your singing is so moving."
Ling Xue smiled brightly when she heard Meng Yanchen's praise. "Thank you for your appreciation, Mr. Meng Yanchen," she said, "Can you play a song for me?"
Meng Yanchen took the guitar from Ling Xue with a smile. "Of course." He said.
He closed his eyes and began to play. The sound of the piano was as surging as the tide, making people feel as if they were in the waves, feeling the vastness and surging of the sea.
Ling Xue listened quietly, she was moved by Meng Yanchen's performance, as if she was integrated with the sea. Meng Yanchen played with full concentration, his soul integrated with the music, showing amazing performance skills and deep emotional expression.
After the performance, Ling Xue exclaimed: "Your performance was really great."
Meng Yanchen smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Ling Xue. You are also an outstanding musician."
The two smiled at each other, feeling each other's passion and talent in music. They decided to work together to create a piece of music that belonged to them, hoping to pass on their musical dreams to more people.
In the hut by the sea, they created music together, listened to each other's voices, and expressed each other's emotions and thoughts through music. Their cooperation was full of inspiration and passion, and every note was a true reflection of their love and pursuit of music.
In every corner of the small fishing village, the music of Meng Yanchen and Ling Xue has become an eternal memory in people's hearts, and their stories will be passed down forever with the drifting of notes...
Meng Yanchen and Ling Xue spent a few happy days in the beach house, and the music they created together gradually took shape. Every morning, they walked on the beach, feeling the breeze and the waves, looking for inspiration; every evening, they played guitar in the house, integrating each other's emotions and thoughts into the notes.
One day at sunset, Meng Yanchen and Ling Xue sat on the beach, quietly gazing at the sea. The sea surface was covered with a layer of golden waves, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the sea surface, reflecting a golden ocean.
"This is such a beautiful place." Ling Xue said softly.
Meng Yanchen nodded, "Yes, the beautiful scenery here is refreshing."
"Will you go anywhere else?" Ling Xue asked.
Meng Yanchen smiled and said, "Of course, I still have many places to go and many people to meet."
"Will you come back?" Ling Xue's voice was filled with reluctance.
Meng Yanchen patted Ling Xue's shoulder gently, "Of course, I will miss the sea breeze and your music here."
When Ling Xue heard Meng Yanchen's words, a smile appeared on her face, "I will miss your music, too."
The two smiled at each other, their hearts filled with blessings and expectations for each other. They knew that even if they were separated, each other's music would still exist forever in each other's hearts.
As night fell, the starry sky gradually twinkled, and the stars sparkled on the sea like diamonds in the sky. Meng Yanchen and Ling Xue sat quietly on the beach, gazing at the starry sky, their hearts filled with peace and tranquility.
The next morning, Meng Yanchen said goodbye to Ling Xue and continued his musical journey. He knew that although separation made people feel reluctant, music would keep their hearts connected forever.
In the next few days, Meng Yanchen came to a small village in the valley. It was a paradise away from the hustle and bustle of the city with beautiful scenery and fresh air. He came to a place called Xiaoxi Village, which was a small village mainly engaged in farming. The people were hardworking and simple, and their lives were simple and happy.
Meng Yanchen strolled along the path in the village, feeling the morning sun shining on him and the breeze blowing past him, bringing a hint of fresh air. He came to the square at the entrance of the village and saw a group of villagers preparing for an event, which seemed to be a cultural performance.
"Hello, I'm Meng Yanchen." Meng Yanchen walked up and greeted an old man.
The old man looked at Meng Yanchen and smiled kindly, "Hello, Meng Yanchen, welcome to our Xiaoxi Village. I am the village chief here."
"Thank you, Mr. Village Chief. I heard that you are going to hold a cultural performance. I am also a musician. I wonder if I can join your event?" Meng Yanchen asked earnestly.
The village chief nodded. "Of course, you are very welcome to join us. What will you perform?"
"I want to use music to express my emotions and thoughts," Meng Yanchen said with a smile, "I hope to share my music with you."
After hearing what Meng Yanchen said, the village chief showed a satisfied expression on his face, "Great, we just need a musician to add some color to our activities."
Meng Yanchen was very happy, and he knew that this was a good opportunity to show his musical talent. He decided to show his most authentic music in the performance and share a good time with the villagers.
The cultural performance began, and the villagers gathered in the square, cheering and laughing, looking forward to the performance. Meng Yanchen walked onto the stage, facing the enthusiastic audience, his heart filled with excitement and confidence.
He picked up the guitar and began to play. The sound was as clear as flowing water, floating gently in the air.