Love Diary

Chapter 43 Our Show Time (Part One)

The design of this "underground apartment" was so ingenious that even Carl couldn't help but praise it

"very good", and John nodded in agreement.

They filled their stomach slowly and drank a lot of black tea. Jill began to feel bored. She proposed

excitedly, "Everyone, since we are here and still have time, why don't we hold a concert. Clare's zither,

Joe's and Lydia's songs, and Amie's dance are all so good. Isn't it a waste if we don't perform? "

Frank immediately agreed, "That's good. Carl's Flute, Sam's violin, John's piano and Roland's guitar

are all professional."

Cassie agreed, "That's it! Joe, Lydia, please sing a song for us first. "

The others applauded with expectation.

Under the great occasion, the two people who were called did not hesitate. They stood up from the

chair and walked onto the stage.

Lydia thought for a while and said, "let's sing the song Miss Love, OK? It's written by the students of the

vocal group in their spare time. I and Joe have promised to record it for them. We are practicing it

recently. " Lydia and Joe had been learning singing since the first grade of primary school. They

occasionally recorded some funnies, and the reflection between the teachers and students was very

good. Later, they were accidentally spread on the Internet, and received a lot of praise. Some people

even came to ask the two if they wanted to be singers.

"Time flies, But I stayed where I was, I didn't want to go forward.

Opened my eyes and closed them, It's all about your face in my memory.

In fact, your departure, Was destined to be this, It would be pale and annoying to ask you to stay.

I didn't want you to leave, I knew that letting go was to cut off the fate, But I don't want to see the

embarrassment in your eyes.

For you, I almost lost myself.

Is our acquaintance just a coincidence?

I didn't believe that separation was for a better reunion, I didn't believe that we could get back together,

In books and songs, They said and sang

Some people will never come back once they lose each other... "

There was no music accompaniment, and there were only two people's pure songs in the room. Such a

clear song, on the contrary, could show the singer's singing skills. The two of them sang in harmony,

and the high and low voices cooperated very well. The melodious and mournful melody was like a

woman's whisper at night

After the song, the audience applauded. Frank praised with a smile, "Not bad, the style of a queen."

Not being polite to him, Joe stepped down and joked, "Then you should let us sign now, In case it will

be hard to get after we become famous."

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd burst into laughter again.

Clare had been lost in thought since she heard the song. It was not until Joe and Lydia came down

from the stage and stopped laughing that she asked seriously, "the girl who wrote the lyrics must have

broken up in love, right?"

Everyone was speechless

The second person who was pushed onto the stage was Sam.

Since Lydia and Joe were performing in front of him, Sam didn't refuse and stood up from his chair.

"I want to play the violin."

Sam was playing the folk music of Romania, "Skylark". The melody was bright and joyful. In the bright

and pleasant sound of the violin E string, it was like a group of birds flapping their wings, flying through

the forest, across the field, and freely flying under the blue sky

Just as Frank said, Sam's violin skill was a professional level. He was good at playing the violin, and

the trembling sound of his fingers was perfectly performed. When he finished the piece, it was light and

smooth, almost done in one go.

After Sam also received some applause and praise, Roland was pushed onto the stage as the third

person to perform.

He picked up a guitar from the instrument, walked onto the stage, and said with a smile, "The song:

wish my baby happiness, and send it to those delicious desserts."

The others were rendered speechless

Roland adjusted the melody, smiled and began to play:

"In other people's eyes, you didn't like to cry, but you liked to make trouble.

You didn't like coffee, but you liked juice and say good morning to everyone with a smile.

There was no tears, no sadness, and seemed to be always happy.

You said that you shouldn't be sad in other people's eyes. You always give happiness to others, but

sadness to yourself.

I saw that you were very quiet when you were alone. You would be sad and shed tears. You would

drink bitter coffee, and the light in your eyes would fade.

Hey, baby, will it be very hard? You didn't need to pretend to be strong for too long.

Hey, baby, don't be too hard. Don't cry alone. My shoulder is here. As long as you want, I can lend it to

you at any time.

Hey, baby. I'll be here with you forever. I'll prepare juice and good morning for you. I'll listen to you say

thank you with a smile.

Hey, baby, my wishes and my gifts are all here. You can come and take them whenever you want. The

deadline for waiting for you is a lifetime... "

After Roland finished, no one responded. Roland was a little depressed. "Hello, everyone. Although I

may not sing well, you should give me more or less response, right?" This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Looking at him, Sam said with an ambiguous expression, "It's not bad. You sing well, but ."

"But who did you write this song for?" Joe asked with a smile It was really easy for people to gossip

about baby or a lifetime.

Roland put the guitar back to its original place with a smile and said, "It's a personal question. I have

the right to keep silent, right?"

Jill pouted and said discontentedly, "Why are you so mysterious? You must have made a girlfriend

secretly." Baby! It's so sweet.