At the same time, Ye Chen also came on stage and took a seat behind the screen.
He wore a black mask and was blocked by a screen, so the audience on the stage couldn't see Ye Chen's face clearly.
Only the audience who were closer to the stage could vaguely identify the figure of a man.
"This guy is on stage." Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but say.
"Well, I don't know what show this guy is going to perform with Zhuge Qingcheng." Zhou Qin also looked forward to it.
She has been captured by Zhuge Qingcheng's first two songs and can't wait to watch the next performance.
At this time, other spectators in the stands also became curious.
It’s Hanfu, it’s a screen, and there’s a mysterious man wearing a mask. What on earth is this performing?
"China has come from a war-torn era and has gone through ups and downs, and the sacrifices of those unknown heroes are indispensable. This song is dedicated to all the veterans who have gone through life and death for China."
After saying that, Zhuge Qingcheng took a deep breath, and then gestured to Ye Chen behind the screen, indicating that he could start.
Ye Chen understood, the green flower in his left hand flashed, and a jade flute appeared in his hand.
Fortunately, this scene was not seen by many people, otherwise it might have caused another sensation.
Ye Chen adjusted his mood and started playing.
The sound of the flute is soft and not sharp, but everyone is immersed in the scene.
It started out like a gentle breeze and drizzle, but as the music played, the whole atmosphere gradually changed.
At the same time, Zhuge Qingcheng also began to dance with his sword.
Her movements are beautiful and perfectly matched with the ups and downs of each musical note.
The entire audience felt as if they had really traveled back to that era full of gunpowder, where countless soldiers fought bloody battles for a better tomorrow.
The sound of the flute accompanied by the sword dance made everyone feel infected and couldn't help but burst into tears.
Even Wu Hong and the bodyguards who had heard this song at the door of the ward were still a little shocked.
Not long after, the song ended, and everyone was still immersed in that artistic conception, unable to extricate themselves.
When some people reacted and looked towards the stage, the man playing the flute had disappeared.
Fortunately, Zhuge Qingcheng is still on the stage.
As everyone recovered, many people began to ask questions.
This piece of music has so much staying power that it is obviously impossible for someone who has not experienced it personally to write it.
Naturally, Zhuge Qingcheng would not have experienced that, so they were all curious as to whether this piece of music was the personal experience of the man playing the flute.
"He once told me, yes." Zhuge Qingcheng nodded extremely seriously.
As soon as the words fell, the whole place was silent, but then, waves of whistling sounds sounded.
"Hero!" "Hero!" "Hero!"
Of course this is not to pursue the flute-playing Ye Chen, but to collectively mourn the souls of those who died in the war.
Amid the shouts of the crowd, Zhuge Qingcheng returned backstage and changed back into her long dress.
Afterwards, she returned to the stage and prepared to sing the next song.
As for Ye Chen, after the performance, when he returned to the backstage, he immediately shed all the burdens on his body.
These things were not heavy, but Ye Chen felt uncomfortable hanging them on his body.
Now that they were all removed, he felt more comfortable than ever.
After asking Wu Hong for a ticket, Ye Chen walked around from the bottom of the stage into the audience seat.
When he came to Lin Mengru and Tang Yu, the two girls stared at him with excitement.
After scratching his head, Ye Chen said somewhat naively: "Why are you looking at me like this? Is there anything wrong with my face?"
"Yes." To Ye Chen's surprise, both girls nodded.
This made Ye Chen dumbfounded, and he soon realized that they must have been driven insane by the sound of his flute.
He could still understand Lin Mengru's behavior, after all, this girl was new to the world.
But Tang Yu was different. As a descendant of the Killing Saint, he shouldn't have such an expression even when he saw a land god.
How can the sound of a flute have such great magic power?
"Husband, you are so handsome, I love you so much."
Tang Yu opened his mouth and finally answered Ye Chen's doubts.
Ye Chen touched his nose and seemed to enjoy it. Finally, someone realized that he was handsome, which made him feel very satisfied.
"Nymphomaniac." Lin Mengru couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said speechlessly from the side.
"A nymphomaniac is just a nymphomaniac. Anyway, I only treat him like this." Tang Yu looked at Ye Chen with a smile.
Lin Mengru was paused when he heard the words. It seemed that what Tang Yu said made sense.
Do you have a problem with being a nymphomaniac about your man? Apparently no problem.
"Okay, stop talking, let's continue watching the show." Ye Chen smiled.
He pulled the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, and held the two beauties in his arms, feeling very happy.
Fortunately, no one knew that he was the mysterious man who played the flute just now.
Otherwise, those who shouted heroes might be shocked.
Soon, the two-hour performance ended with a twenty-minute intermission.
Ye Chen smiled lightly and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the backstage."
Upon hearing this, the two girls suddenly became interested.
They followed Ye Chen closely and entered the back of the stage without any hindrance.
When he saw Ye Chen appear, the fatigue on Zhuge Qingcheng's face immediately disappeared.
"You're here." Zhuge Qingcheng stood up and came towards Ye Chen.
"Well, from the look of you, you must be very tired."
Ye Chen sighed, then stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhuge Qingcheng's arm.
A trace of true energy entered her body, immediately making Zhuge Qingcheng feel refreshed.
Putting down Zhuge Qingcheng's arm, Ye Chen suddenly said with a solemn expression: "When the concert is over, remember not to leave in a hurry."
"What's wrong?" Zhuge Qingcheng and Wu Hong were both slightly stunned.
"Someone doesn't want your concert to be a success and wants to attack you, so you must not go back alone."
Ye Chen looked solemn and warned them very seriously.
Wu Hong couldn't help but change his face. Something like that happened some time ago, so he naturally noticed that something was unusual.
Zhuge Qingcheng's facial injuries were most likely caused by someone on purpose.
Now that those people know that Zhuge Qingcheng was injured but recovered, it is very likely that he will take action again.
But what Wu Hong didn't understand was where Ye Chen got the news.
"Is the news reliable?" Wu Hong asked.
Ye Chen nodded and said, "It's reliable and the accuracy can reach over 90%."
As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Qingcheng's expression also changed.
More than 90%, what is the difference between that and 100%.
She looked horrified, those guys couldn't let her go, they had to kill them all.
"Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, those guys can't hurt you."
Ye Chen patted Zhuge Qingcheng's back gently, telling her not to worry.
"Well, I'm not afraid." Zhuge Qingcheng nodded, but his voice was trembling.
Obviously, she was lying when she said she wasn't afraid, but she didn't want to show too much in front of Ye Chen.
"Don't worry, I haven't sensed the presence of those killers yet. Sister Qingcheng, just go ahead and perform. Your safety is left to me and my senior brother. It will be absolutely foolproof."
At this time, Tang Yu spoke and she said with a smile.
