Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 634

[Chapter 634 So What If You Are My Sister?]

Some people cannot be replaced.

Even if the encounter is so coincidental, even if the stories are so similar.

-Since

Feng Xiao’s performance came last, Luo Qingchen didn’t stay in the background all the time, but watched the show from the front like everyone else.

Every program is very exciting, but for some reason, she can’t concentrate her thoughts no matter what.

Jiang Yijun was the penultimate performer. The moment he appeared, countless girls screamed from the audience.

Such a scene made her unknowingly sounded that year, that boy was so popular.

“Today may not be an ordinary performance for me.” Jiang Yijun picked up the microphone, with his music team behind him.

He loved music since he was a child, and formed his first band when he was eighteen.

This band has a characteristic: it never sings love songs.

Because in Jiang Yijun’s eyes, he couldn’t feel the love songs.

Maybe it’s because he has never experienced feelings, maybe it’s because he doesn’t like love songs.

“Jiang Yijun, Jiang Yijun, Jiang Yijun—”

“Thank you everyone—” he continued gently and politely: “I want to give this song to someone who made me want to sing a love song for the first time. I know she is in Taiwan. Next.”

He didn’t say his name, but his gaze fell steadily on Luo Qingchen.

The next second, the accompaniment sounded.

The sound of the music is very soft, with the unique sound effect of the electric guitar, and his magnetic voice of nature –

because I just met you.

It is beautiful to leave footprints.

The wind blows the flowers and tears like rain,

because they don’t want to be separated.

…

All the people at the scene cheered and sang along with his melody over and over again.

But at this moment, Luo Qingchen’s gaze was attracted by a figure passing by behind the curtain behind the stage.

She just felt that her heart seemed to be a beat slow, and she was completely stunned.

At this time, the door of the dressing room in the backstage was opened.

Because Feng Xiao was the last one to play, she was the only one in the whole dressing room at this time.

“Qingchen, you…”

“Boom—” There was a sound of powder cake falling to the ground, Feng Xiao originally thought that the person who came in was Luo Qingchen.

She never thought that it was him…

She looked at the person in front of her almost intently, her eyes filled with astonishment.

“You…you…you…” She said you three times in a row, but she couldn’t utter a single sound after that.

“Do me a favor.” The young man’s familiar voice sounded slowly, his eyes were dark and domineering that ordinary people never had.

In the next second, Feng Xiao desperately nodded. At this moment, the eye sockets were not self-consciously flushed.

After Jiang Yijun left the field, half of the people in the field started to lower their heads and play with their phones.

They don’t seem to have the slightest interest in being the last person on the stage to perform, after all, the best performance for them has already passed.

There was a piano near the left side of the stage surrounded by curtains. Luo Qingchen thought she was going to that piano, but the field controller signaled her to go to the piano on the right.

Sitting in front of the piano, Feng Xiao slowly picked up the microphone.

She thought she would turn around and nod to her, but she never thought that she also spoke hypocritically——

“I want to give this song to one of my most important friends.” She pursed her lips, her voice was a little choked up, but she still took a deep breath and said, “I want to tell her that her waiting will definitely come true.” There is a miracle!”

Luo Qingchen didn’t know why Feng Xiao wanted to say this, she only knew that she nodded towards her after she finished speaking.

Before she had time to think, she pressed the first note.

When the wind blows and the rain turns into flowers, time cannot catch up with the white horse.

Are you still holding on to the dream talk in the palm of your youth?

…

when one section ends and another begins. Feng Xiao slowly put down the microphone, and a faint smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

In the next second, the curtain of the piano on the right was slowly raised. The teenager’s fingertips danced skillfully on the black and white keys, and that familiar voice penetrated through layers of defense and reached her heart.

[End of This Chapter]