Open the Journal: I Drove a Helicopter

Cui Boyuan was completely stunned.

"Lin Chen, are you sure you can? This is not a joke."

How can this be done?

If so, it would be a miracle.

Miracle

Cui Boyuan suddenly hesitated.

Yes, miracle.

This young man is a miracle in itself.

A double master in his twenties, the only one in the entire history of China!

It's not a miracle, what is?

After thinking for a while, Cui Boyuan raised his head and looked at Lin Chen: "Okay, if this is the case, then you will take the stage instead."

"Yes." Lin Chen nodded.

At this time, there was already some confusion outside the arena.

"What's going on, didn't you say that Grandmaster Zhang Xian's violin solo will be next? Why hasn't it happened yet?"

"I don't know, I've been sitting here waiting for a long time."

"Is Grandmaster Zhang Xian still coming out?"

"I'm here this time, especially for Grandmaster Zhang Xian's solo. If Grandmaster Zhang doesn't play, I won't follow!"

"That is, in the whole of China, there is no one whose violin skills can match Grandmaster Zhang!"

"However, I seem to have received a gossip that Grandmaster Zhang may really make up the stage."

"What news, why didn't Master Zhang come on stage?"

"It is said that he fainted in the background, and the whole person is unconscious, and is now on his way to the hospital."

"Huh? Then this show will be ruined?"

"Yeah, then we're all in vain."

"It seems that the Huaxia Art Association is becoming more and more perfunctory to those in the music industry."

Almost everyone is talking about it.

Some people are sorry, some are regretful, some are angry, and some are indifferent.

Under the stage, Luo Xin and Liu Yusheng all looked at the same position.

Lin Chen's seat.

It is now empty.

Liu Yusheng's grandfather, Liu Cheng, also sensed his granddaughter's emotions, and looked at her suspiciously: "Shengsheng, what are you looking at?"

At this time, Liu Yusheng withdrew his gaze.

"nothing."

But my heart is still worried.

Luo Xin also had a lollipop in her mouth, full of doubts.

Do you want to go backstage and have a look?

She was just about to get up and sneak out when the lights on the stage suddenly went dark.

The audience in the audience was also full of puzzlement and doubts.

"What's going on here? Is it going to cut off the violin solo program directly?"

"If that's the case, it's nothing to look at."

"Let's be honest, I've been stuck in a certain state for a long time, and today I came here to seek a breakthrough. If this show is canceled, I don't need to watch it anymore, and I won't come again in the future."

"Me too!"

Many artists in the music industry are suffocating in their hearts.

Looking at the figure on the stage, Luo Xin fell into deep thought.

this figure

Why is it a little familiar?

Forget it, let's see again?

Luo Xin hesitated for a while, then sat down.

At this moment, a beam of light hit the very center of the stage, illuminating that figure.

Wow!

Luo Xin just stared blankly.

"Lin, Lin, Lin Chen?"

"Why is he there?"

Not only Luo Xin, everyone was shocked.

Lin Chen's reputation is very big now, and everyone present knows him.

But

"Why is Master Lin up there? He won't tell me, he wants to play the violin, right?"

"I don't know, it looks like he really wants to play the violin."

"No, isn't this obviously funny?"

"That's right, he is a master in the painting world, and he wants to go up and make music?"

The musicians present also expressed doubts about this.

"Isn't this obviously perfunctory for us?"

"Is there no one in the Art Association? What does it mean to ask a painter to play the violin?"

"Yeah, why not go up with someone who knows how to do it!"

"I think I can do better than him!"

Lin Chen ignored the doubts from the audience, and slowly put the bow on the strings.

Gently pull, a melodious music came out immediately.

The noisy scene just now gradually quieted down.

All eyes fell on the figure on the stage.

Some violinists unconsciously showed surprise on their faces.

This is Dance of the Fairies, the most complicated piece, and a masterpiece of the virtuoso school!

Just like the title of the song, the composer is required to describe the dance of elves with perfect technology, which sounds like a group of elves dancing happily.

This piece of music is not long, but it contains many special and difficult skills in violin playing.

"Can perform the dance of the goblin so perfectly, let alone the Huaxia Kingdom, just say that there are not many in this world, right?"

"I take back what I said just now, I am not worthy!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

, I want to listen to the tune! "

"It's who is arguing and I'm in a hurry with whom!"

Liu Yusheng also stared blankly at Lin Chen.

She suddenly remembered a sentence.

Moshang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

It couldn't be more appropriate to describe Lin Chen at this moment.

Luo Xin also looked like a nympho.

Her little brother Lin Chen is simply perfect!

Cui Boyuan, who was still worried in the background, was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound of the piano, and then he gradually relaxed.

He couldn't help shaking his head.

"Genius!"

It seems that the double material master is going to become the triple material master!

I didn't expect that this year, their Huaxia Arts Association would produce such a genius!

It's amazing to achieve such a great achievement at the age of only 20 years old!

Let it go.

The whole venue was silent.

After more than ten seconds, the sparse applause began.

The applause became more and more enthusiastic, almost toppling the roof!

"Oh my god! It's just perfect!"

"It seems that our China is going to have a second violin master!"

"One person, three masters! This is simply amazing!"

"I really want to know, how this Grandmaster Lin mastered the three arts to the point of perfection!"

"Grandmaster Lin, the eternal God!"

"From now on, Grandmaster Lin will be my idol, and it won't change even when Jesus comes!"

Luo Xin glanced at it.

Maya.

Lin Chen's popularity is too high.

She couldn't help worrying about him.

Wait a minute, can he still leave?