You Made Me a Superstar

   A wave of applause resounded throughout the golden hall.

   Countless people stood up and paid tribute to the old man playing the saxophone on the stage.

The    praise was accompanied by applause, filled with tearful eyes, vaguely as if a pious faith echoed in the golden hall.

   Such a sacred feeling

Kenneth put down the saxophone slowly, and his gray hair couldn't help crying. When he played "Going Home" just now, he felt that his soul was integrated into the whole song, became a part of it, and felt that the music gave The joy, longing, sadness, and tranquility that he brought, before he knew it, the song came to an end. After it was finished, he was in a trance for a long time, and he didn't react until the applause was raging.

   He looked around at everyone, the expressions on everyone's faces were different, his eyes subconsciously looked to another place, but saw that the other place was empty. \./hand\./machine\./version\./none\./wrong\./first\./send~~

   That Chinese man was not sitting there.

   For some reason, he suddenly felt a bit of regret in his heart. As the lights on the stage gradually dimmed, that regret gradually turned into reluctance.

   Those few minutes were so precious, so precious that he couldn't let it go, and he even felt that he didn't fit into this song well.

   He can play better!

   But the world is always full of feasts. In the end, he bowed to everyone again, and then gradually came to an end, and his figure was hidden in the darkness.

   When he walked down the road, his footsteps were extraordinarily light, as if he was a few decades younger, and in a trance he returned to the appearance when he first took the stage.

   "It's so well played, it's a great saxophone, it will definitely be praised!"

   "Great, Mr. Kenneth, really great, I adore you!"

   "Mr. Kenneth, I'm obsessed with this tune, it's a masterpiece of God, it's definitely a masterpiece of God!"

   "Mr. Kenneth, I'm so excited right now, I can't describe my admiration for you, you can even take my life if you want, everything today is the most precious day for me!"

  “.”

   Countless media and friends gathered around, full of praise and excitement, and some people even fainted with excitement.

  Kenneth responded to these people one by one. Invisibly, he felt a sense of honor in his heart, and even wanted to spend more time with these friends.

   But in the end, he was slowly escorted by the security guards and walked towards the specific passage step by step. With an excited and inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart, he had already sensed something.

The excitement and hustle and bustle at first started to make him feel inexplicably irritable as he approached the door. When he pushed open the door, he instantly felt cold gazes, which made his whole body feel serene. Cold, almost suffocating.

  Vaguely, his arrival seemed to spoil the atmosphere and spoil the scenery.

Then he hurriedly closed the door. When the door closed quickly, he saw Perasia sitting on the piano, neither playing nor moving, as if the whole person was like a sculpture not moving at all.

   Davidson, who was in charge of this Vienna concert, couldn't hide his excitement, gasping for breath, his fingers were shaking constantly, as if he had witnessed something amazing.

  The respected music master Alderaan was a few years older than Kenneth, and at this moment, his face was reddish and his breathing was fast, but he was staring at the piano.

   In this strange atmosphere, Kenneth was unconsciously infected by the atmosphere, and just watched silently.

   After an unknown amount of time, Perasia's eyes and body moved.

   "What a masterpiece of God!"

   "For a moment, I felt like I was back in that era, accompanied by court music, met countless great people, and felt an indescribable resonance."

   "The melody echoed in my ears, over and over again, as if our whole life was like a dream, very beautiful, but full of regret and loss."

  "This is a piece of music that can sting people's soul"

  “.”

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  Perasia couldn't help but marvel.

   She stood up and muttered to herself.

   After this admiration, the old people nodded like waking up from a dream.

   Alderaan stood up, even more excited, wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

   In this era, you can still hear such music, and not only one, but two, three, four

   How much music does he have?

   At this moment, no one doubts that this kind of music by Zhou Yang comes from plagiarism, or that there is a powerful force behind it, "creating gods".

   Such palace-level music, even the old people who have been immersed in Yin music for decades, cannot create it, and some people only have such a simple masterpiece in their entire life.

   And he did.

   Alderaan's mood finally turned into a trance. With Davidson's help, he put on his hat and left the lounge step by step. First\./Post\./Update\./New `Mobile.Mobile.Version

   The other people also had complex expressions, felt the shock, and also felt incredible. When they walked out of the house and felt the endless hustle and bustle, they felt that they were alive.

  Kenneth looked at Perasia: "Did he write something amazing again?"

"Yes!"

  Kenneth nodded instinctively after hearing Perasia's answer, then raised his head.

   There are always some things in this world that make people feel incredible.

  Barrows watched the concert come to an end, and after watching the saxophone of "Going Home", a couple of newlyweds on the stage reappeared in another wonderful symphony of "Wedding March".

   Young men and women sang a solemn and sacred melody under the command of Qiao Yu, the milky white lights were on, and the priests and believers were blessing the newlyweds.

   This was a grand and very flamboyant wedding performance, and even Barros was infected, and it emerged that he had a wedding in that small church many years ago.

  When the chorus ended, rose petals covered the long corridor when they left. The two sides did not make any vows, but it seemed that all vows were in the melody and were gradually promised.

  Barrows looked back at the intersection not far away

   One after another, some masters of music came out from the door.

   He searched, but unfortunately, he found that he could not search for Zhou Yang, as if he had disappeared.

   When the concert ended, Barros applauded with everyone, and walked out of the door in a trance.

   He found that he didn't need to question anything anymore.

   It was a quiet night, the entrance to the Vienna Opera House was overcrowded, and traffic was completely blocked. Under the dimly lit street lights, countless figures were moving, and the darkness was overwhelming.

   "This is the greatest concert ever!"

   "Absolutely commendable!"

   "I seem to have witnessed some history, but I found the Renaissance!"

  “.”

   There are countless excited voices along the way.

When Barrows got into the car, Barrows heard a sigh from his friend next to him: "It's really dreamy to live in this era. I heard that "Wedding in a Dream" is not the most beneficial, the most powerful It is "Destiny". The score of "Destiny" shocked Mr. Alderaan. He said that he felt the struggle and victory in the incomplete notes. If "Destiny" is a complete version, it will be accompanied by a symphony. It will be a great piece of music.”

  Barrows listened to the chatter of his friend in admiration.

  Barrow's heart was extremely complicated, he couldn't tell the truth for a while, and he began to question himself.

  Before this concert, he was certain of a lot of things. He felt like a satellite TV that could reveal the truth. He was certain that it was absolutely impossible for an Easterner to understand the high-end music art of the West.

After    left the concert hall, he felt that what he had known over the years had been impacted, the Tao's heart had been broken, and he was left at a loss as to what to do.

  Because there are too many people, the cars are often blocked, and I can’t drive a few steps for a long time, and I can’t get out of the car. (The next page is more exciting!)

   It is better to squeeze in a crowd.

   In fact, many classical music lovers, media, and musicians in the world have heard the news. After the concert, not only did the number of people not decrease, but it became more.

   The front started to be noisy, it was a mess, and I heard countless excited voices vaguely

  Barrows looked ahead subconsciously, but saw that in the dark crowd, the security guards were desperately maintaining order, but Alderaan, Davidson, Kenneth and others still could not get into the car.

   They can only say something in the crowd

   The sequelae of this lauded concert is naturally very powerful, especially the advent of palace-level music, which naturally makes countless people yearn for it.

Barrows thought that this was the culmination of the entire traffic paralysis, but he didn't want to let another Chinese face appear in the crowd. After that, their car glass began to vibrate, and Barrows felt that his eardrums were all blocked. It was a little painful.

   Cheering, excitement, roaring, madness, and even some people have worship in their eyes, as if looking at a god.

  The young man in China was surrounded by these voices, and everyone was desperately trying to interview something useful.

   "Sorry, sorry"

   "My Next Arrangement"

  “.”

  Barros heard the Chinese man speaking in Chinese.

   He didn't understand Chinese, but he found that after the Huaxia people finished talking, everyone in the audience was stunned, and then became extremely excited, even the old people not far away were also excited.

   The face of the old friend who was sitting in the car changed.

   "What did he say?" Barros asked. \./hand\./machine\./version\./none\./wrong\./first\./send~~

   "He said that he is a director, and he will concentrate on making movies in the next period of time, and will not be involved in the field of music creation for the time being. Please pay more attention to his new movie "Spider-Man"."

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