My wife is in my arms

Chapter 436 Charity Dinner

on the stage.

Unlike the stage at the Hundred Flowers Awards ceremony that night, although the stage tonight is not too simple, the lighting and stage atmosphere are incomparable.

However, as a hotel, it was good enough that they could temporarily follow his layout and find the piano, music and violin he needed at a very fast speed.

Sitting on a chair, under the gaze of many artists and celebrities, Zhang You, wearing casual clothes that seemed somewhat out of place on the stage, slowly tapped his fingers on the piano keys.

The song begins in a slow and gentle manner.

But the moment the piano was spread out, an atmosphere of sadness gradually filled the entire hall. Xu Qingya, who was wearing a white dress, subconsciously looked at the figure. She clearly had no performance schedule tonight, but this bastard who threatened to recognize her as his second brother last time... Whenever Xu Qingya thought of this, anger rose in her chest.

"Second brother"

What a jerk alliance.

You have to know that she is a woman. Even if she doesn't need this bastard to look at her differently, at least he shouldn't use "breasts" as a way to judge other people's gender!

Her breasts are indeed not big, but they are not flat either!
How could such a bastard behave like this? So when this guy brought Jiang Yiren's daughter over to ask if anyone could play the violin, she pretended not to hear.

In the end, her agent said she would for some reason, and then... she was dragged backstage. Really dragged, and Xu Qingya also noticed that this bastard stepped on the high-end long skirt she borrowed from the brand. Xu Qingya's heart was bleeding when he stepped on it. For that kick, the brand would ask her to claim at least tens of thousands of dollars, and it might even be hundreds of thousands.

But after coming backstage.

She found that Teacher Yan, who knew musical instruments, was also called over. Then, under the watchful eyes of her and Teacher Yan, this guy wrote the score of a song.

This piece of music requires three instruments.

One was a piano, one was a string instrument, and the other was the violin she had on her neck. Due to time constraints, the three of them didn't have much time to get used to each other. After just trying to play two or three times, this bastard was already teaching the kids to sing.

While thinking about these things, Xu Qingya noticed that this bastard played the agreed syllables, so she picked up the bow and started to play. In an instant, the slow sound of the violin rang out.

Then, Mr. Yan Zhong's string music was integrated in the form of bass and then treble. When the sound formed by the three instruments was transmitted and spread, the sad atmosphere was pushed step by step to the climax of release.

It was as if everyone's emotions came together to create an indescribable sadness. Jiang Yiren looked at the performance on the stage, and her heart was actually infected by the song.

To be honest, she really doesn't like this song of her husband's.

So sad.

Although the melody was sad, gentle and pleasant, and had the same high standard as her husband's previous performances of pure music, she did not like this song much compared to the "Night, Fireflies and You" that reminded her of her childhood, and the dreamy "Yearning Across Time and Space".

Lin Baoer also looked at the stage.

If this guy hadn't been addicted to alcohol and gambling, he would have become a music master long ago. As for Director Han... Her eyes were fixed on the stage, and only one voice echoed in her heart.

"Li Zongsheng's, Li Zongsheng's"

then.

Another sound.

"Why did you choose to help this guy?!" Just as she watched, Han Wei's eyes moved, and then the hairs on her body stood up. She actually had an illusion that the figure on the stage was Li Zongsheng.

Han Hui, sitting in the agent's seat, sighed inwardly. No wonder this guy could charm Director Lin and even willingly become his mistress. Who could not love such an outstanding man?!

It is said that women should be rational, but when they really encounter it, who will still be rational? They will definitely get it first.

Unlike Han Hui, the person sitting next to her was Xu Qingya's agent Ning Xiaojie. She did not look at Zhang You or Teacher Yan, but at her artist Xu Qingya. When Zhang You came to ask not long ago, Xu Qingya was quite resistant.

Now... Ning Xiaojie dared to guarantee that once tonight's video was released, it would at least be equivalent to Xu Qingya's two years of work. Ning Xiaojie also had a feeling that perhaps many years later, Xu Qingya would be proud to perform on the same stage with Zhang You tonight.

The sound created by the three instruments continues.

then.

They saw more than a dozen children walking onto the stage. Jiang Yiren was stunned because she saw her daughter among them, and she was the leader.

"La la la la la..."

When more than a dozen children started singing, the atmosphere of the entire venue seemed to be lifted to its highest point.

At this moment, whether it was the piano played by her husband, the string music played by Teacher Yan Zhong, or the violin played by Xu Qingya, they all seemed to become background music, and there was only the purest sound of the child.

at the same time.

Photos of children with leukemia lying on hospital beds flashed across the stage screen. Some had tubes inserted into their bodies, and some were curled up... Unable to help but, the eyes of some people in the audience gradually turned red, and some even let out slight sobs.

"La la la la..."

The children's voices are still ringing.

The host said that these children needed help so much, and even if some people felt sympathy, the feeling was not deep. But when such sad music resounded in the hall, as well as the photos and the children's not-so-good singing, it seemed that people could truly feel what sadness and helplessness were when illness struck.

Jiang Yiren sniffed.

Although they couldn't understand or empathize with each other about the difficulties in life, this song... couldn't help but remind her of a certain time in the past when... After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Yiren's sadness was inexplicably choked.

Because she realized that the man who brought her miserable life was the man on the stage who played a music that made her jealous, Jiang Yiren suddenly felt a little angry.

She believed that her husband must have experienced some hardships to compose such a song... Jiang Yiren's eyes flickered a few times, and she knew that her husband's song was probably composed for his parents.

The song ends.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang You, Teacher Yan Zhong, our beautiful Xu Qingya, and all the children. Really..."

Speaking of it.

The host came on stage with a tissue in her hand. Perhaps she was really moved by the song, as she even wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the tissue.

After taking a deep breath, she spoke again, "As the host of tonight, I should have controlled my emotions, but just now, emotions suddenly surged up and I couldn't control them for a moment. I am really sorry, but I have to thank Mr. Zhang You again. You may not know that he arrived at the last minute, and even the piano, string instruments, and violin were hired at short notice. The children's singing was also taught on short notice, so there may be some imperfections, but I think this kind of imperfection is a kind of perfection."

(End of this chapter)