Chapter 662

I have to say that Smith has made perfect preparations, along with recording equipment and cameras, everything is ready.

In order to wait for Yantao to nod, he waited for several months in Qingyang City.

Yan Tao was silent when he entered the door and his eyes swept to all kinds of equipment in the living room.

"Come on, let's get to know each other. This is my friend, Yan, who is also the songwriter of xingmeteorite."

There are seven or eight people in the living room, all from the Smith team.

They had heard smith say about meteorites.

Smith's arrogance, dedication to music and profound attainments are the reasons for them to follow Smith.

Even the music masters with the same status as Smith did not see him admire him so much.

But he used up praise for this Chinese teenager.

Just now, they were discussing whether the boy was coming.

Sure enough.

The people in Smith's team are basically foreigners and white people with lofty noses and deep eyes.

When the young man in white stepped in, they were stunned.

Nice surprise.

They looked a little stunned. The boy smiled and said softly, "hello."

"Hello."

"Hello."

“……”

After saying hello.

Yan Tao: "let's start."

"Aren't you ready?"

Smith gestured, "practice something first?"

"No, just start."

During the time when she was making "star meteorite", she couldn't sleep day and night. As soon as she closed her eyes, she saw the morning star explode and the stars turn into fireworks.

This piece of music was written by her subordinates and brothers.

Yan Tao sat on the piano stool.

"Don't shoot my face."

The photographer was carrying the camera in front of the piano. Hearing this, he subconsciously looked at Smith.

"If Yan doesn't like it, don't shoot it. Let's take a profile."

"Is this OK?"

"As long as you can record the piano music completely, it's the best."

Smith stood in the corner with the students. Some people had never heard the song.

They want to hear it, too.

Smith said, it can make people's blood boil and burst their eardrums.

Yan Tao stretched out his hand, put his slender jade like hands on the black-and-white keys and press the first sound.

In fact, this song may be more suitable for star domain instruments.

The students who heard as like as two peas in the field were exactly the same as Smith's first hearing.

The whole heart seemed to be controlled by the sound of the piano, rising and falling with it.

The first section is still idyllic, quiet and peaceful. They even have the impulse to enter the world in the piano music.

The second section, mutation, only in a moment.

The boy's ten fingers jumped on the keyboard. With the sound of the piano, he suddenly opened his thin lips and began to sing.

That's a language no one has ever heard.

Strange, with some mysterious metal texture, spit out from the young man's thin lips.

However, I was surprised to want to play with the piano.

The two complement each other. The song is the same as the piano. When Yan Tao plays a high voice, the hearts of the people in the whole room are shocked at the same time.

How can there be such a piano sound, such a song!

As if it were another world.

The real interstellar world, where there are star ships towering, the vast sky, the universe, and the whole galaxy is brilliant.

When stars fall, when nebulae disperse, and when galaxies smoke, they are powerless, mourning and helpless.

Sing a song.

They are still standing where they are, still immersed in the piano music played by teenagers