Liu Mengxi had never played like this before. No matter when she was in school or after graduation, she would mostly play according to the music score. Even though she was very familiar with the music, she still could not break away from that framework.
But now, she no longer cares about the music score or the framework. No matter what the rules are, no matter what the requirements are, she now wants to play according to her own heart.
No matter what kind of melody is grafted in her hands at will, it will be a little jerky at first, but gradually it will become smooth and mellow.
It was as if a martial arts practitioner had opened up the two channels of Ren and Du. When she thought that she was about to face death and that this was the last performance in her life, she completely let herself go.
Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead. Although Li Shuyao had just treated her, she was not completely cured, and even if she was cured, she was too weak now.
So after playing continuously for more than twenty minutes, she began to feel a little tired.
But she didn't seem to feel any weakness. She moved in a wide range, constantly swinging her body along with the melody. She also chose some very intense melodies among the improvised songs, so that she needed to work harder. to keep up the pace.
The three people nearby couldn't help crying when they looked at Liu Mengxi who was playing hard at the moment. In their opinion, Liu Mengxi was burning all her life to perform the last performance, which was her swan song.
So Liu Mengxi gritted her teeth and persisted, while Jiang Quan burst into tears but held back from making a sound. He could only open his mouth wide and breathe hard. He didn't dare to turn around for fear of missing the scene at this time. He couldn't really draw her charm. .
Li Shuyao did not interrupt Liu Mengxi. Although she knew that Liu Mengxi would not die, keeping her in the emotion at the moment was very helpful for her musical career.
Many famous writers, musicians, and painters had relatively tragic experiences, and those experiences allowed them to create the most moving works of art.
There is nothing more frightening than death. Those so-called life is worse than death are actually the feelings of the living. No one tells us what death feels like.
The unknown is the scariest thing.
Faced with such fears, different people will make different choices, and artists will always transform these fears into various emotions, and then integrate their understanding of the world into their works, thus giving birth to a A cultural treasure.
After time, it is the scientific level that continues to improve, and it is the artistic classics that represent a civilization.
It can be said that art classics are too far away from young people like them, but it is difficult to say whether the feelings this time will allow Liu Mengxi to break through himself.
With the passage of time, maybe thirty years later, she will become an artist.
Li Shuyao knew that she could not become an artist, but she could influence some people to become artists by carrying excellent works from that world.
Art always has to be accumulated bit by bit. Except for a few perverted geniuses, I have never heard of anyone becoming an artist at a young age. If so, it was either because of the hype or because he experienced too much pain.
In Liu Mengxi's music, Li Shuyao heard her attachment to the beautiful world, her accusation of unfair fate, and her openness to short life...
People's moods are always complicated. At this moment, she is showing off her "last" willfulness to her heart's content. She even gradually no longer sticks to the existing tunes and starts playing according to her heart.
This is the process of composing music.
Li Shuyao could feel that Liu Mengxi's mood was agitated. In this case, musical symbols would keep popping out of her mind.
Creators are all like this. When inspiration breaks out, it really seems like they have snatched a classic from the hands of God. It feels amazing to create something from scratch.
This time, the willful playing lasted for half an hour. After a burst of passionate tunes, there was peace and relief. Since death is inevitable, let's face it calmly.
Li Shuyao looked at Fang Xuening helplessly. After all, this guy had made some achievements in music. She could almost understand the emotions Liu Mengxi wanted to express, so this guy was basically the one who cried the most.
They cried even more miserably than the mothers of Jiang Quan and Liu Mengxi next to them...
Tantai Jingyi was so impressed by the atmosphere that she also cried because of the infection. However, she was not as excited as Fang Xuening, she was just a little emotional and regretful.
The only person in the audience who didn't have any emotional ups and downs was probably Li Shuyao.
Now that she has saved people's lives, if she doesn't smile, she is already taking care of the emotions of the scene. She really can't cry if she is asked to cry. She is not an actor and can't design those plots...
Tsk tsk, I almost sang it.
But she was so stupid that she closed her eyes and seemed to be following the rhythm of the music, as if she was also intoxicated by the music.
In fact, she was a little lucky that she could really save her, otherwise she would cry as miserable as Fang Xuening here.
After she stopped playing, the smile on Liu Mengxi's face never stopped. She was very happy. In addition to being happy that she could play with Li Shuyao, she was also happy that she had finally composed her first piece of music.
She now felt like she would die if she heard about it morning and night. Leaving this piece of music behind, she felt that she finally had no regrets.
She turned back to look at Li Shuyao: "Yaoyao, I have changed my mind. Is it okay to play the Lonely Warrior at the end?"
"Okay." Li Shuyao stood up with a smile: "I will sing, you will play the piano."
"good."
Li Shuyao walked up to the microphone. This was prepared before, but she was going to sing "Hibernation" before, but now she changed it to "The Lonely Warrior".
The music scores are also ready-made, and all the songs she has produced have music scores.
Liu Mengxi walked to the piano and gently stroked every key of the piano.
The two looked at each other and nodded together.
Liu Mengxi played hard.
Although there was only a piano, the momentum was not weak at all. At this moment, Liu Mengxi really seemed to be a martyr, using up his last strength to make every note full of power.
At this moment, the song "Lonely Warrior" seems to have returned to its original meaning.
Li Shuyao thought of the lyricist of this song, who was teased by fate but never gave up.
Thinking of her, Li Shuyao's singing added some emotional changes.
Liu Mengxi was the most sensitive at the moment. She keenly noticed the changes in Li Shuyao, and a feeling of a close friend emerged spontaneously.
If, if there was even the slightest hope of being cured when he was first diagnosed, maybe he would go for treatment...
But there are no ifs.
She felt that her condition at this time was the best in the past month, maybe it was the legendary return to light.
Everyone should die after returning to the light.
So, let me finish playing this piece last.
Dying in music may be my last romance in this world.
While playing, Liu Mengxi looked at Jiang Quan, with reluctance and tenderness in his eyes.
Thank you. If there really is an afterlife, I am willing to stay with you forever.
In this life, I have family, you, and music, which is enough.
