No matter how noisy the audience is, it will not affect the performance on stage.

Zhou Yiyang's fingers jumped nimbly on the keys, and the melody that followed was like a signal, causing the curtain that originally blocked the stage to open.

It was a beautiful, huge rectangular box.

The box contained a white-haired beauty wearing a princess dress and crystal slippers.

She held a magic wand in her left hand and carried a fashionable bag in her right hand.

Her smile is bright but hypocritical, and her beauty has long been solidified like her expression.

Constrained by the long box, she couldn't even move.

This is Suyin, a Barbie doll packed in a beautiful gift box.

The little girls were envious and distressed. They looked at the Barbie doll that they had already thrown into the corner and felt a little guilty.

Zhou Yiyang once again moved his hand across the keys, changed a melody, and the second curtain opened accordingly.

"Ding ding ding..."

Snowflakes were falling, and a huge crystal ball was slowly rotating.

And there was a person standing in the crystal ball with floating snowflakes and light.

Lin Xuan'er, wearing ballet shoes, stood on one foot, with her hands spread wide and her head looking up, with a smile on her face.

She remained motionless, letting the crystal ball under her feet rotate and the falling snowflakes falling on her shoulders.

Even the primary school students watching TV recognized Lin Xuan'er's appearance:

"Mom, look, this is exactly the same as those crystal balls sold in our school!"

There was another change of melody, and the third curtain opened.

Several opaque threads fell from the sky, connecting the limbs and back of a girl.

Whenever the left thread is lifted up, the girl's left hand will be raised.

If the middle line moves, the girl will jump up.

No matter how the "person" behind him plays with the silk thread in his hand, the woman wearing a retro palace dress under the spotlight always has the same smile.

She smiled, sincerely and enthusiastically.

Such Wang Xingrui makes the audience feel heartbroken.

"Is this a doll?"

"The first one is a Barbie doll, the second one is a crystal ball, and the third one is a doll. Are they all toys?"

"Wow, the creativity of this stage is so interesting!"

Zhou Yiyang still ruthlessly changed the melody, and the music seemed to become a little more cheerful.

The last curtain opened, finally revealing the entire stage.

It was a fashionable large-screen TV.

When Zhou Yiyang pressed the keys heavily, the TV turned on.

Tang Yue's figure clearly appeared on the TV.

Under the special makeup, Tang Yue looks unrealistically beautiful.

She winked playfully and waved to everyone energetically.

"Good evening babies!"

"I am your virtual anchor Tangtang!"

After she blew a kiss, she did another house dance.

When Zhou Yiyang pressed the keys again, Tang Yue's movements paused.

At this time, a little girl's voice suddenly sounded:

"Dad, Dad, I want a Barbie doll. All the girls in our class have them!"

Zhou Yiyang lowered his head and finally played the prelude of the song.

As a Barbie doll, Su Yin seemed to be freed from restrictions by magic. She pushed away the gift box that trapped her, walked out, and sang softly:

[His unruly face looks like it’s getting late

Her washed hair is like the fire in her heart

A short carnival thought it lasted a lifetime

The long farewell is the feast of youth]

Su Yin's psychedelic voice is extremely suitable for this song, and coupled with her Barbie doll persona, the audience is almost immediately immersed in the somewhat magical atmosphere of this song.

That Barbie doll who sings alone and is beautiful alone has brought back many people's memories.

About childhood, maybe about a girl who wants a Barbie doll.

The girl's voice became more mature, she sighed and complained:

"Why did you give me a crystal ball? That's a gift only little girls like."

Zhou Yiyang's fingers were flying on the piano, and the music awakened Lin Xuan'er in the crystal ball.

The moment the crystal ball shattered, many viewers exclaimed.

The ballet girl who came out of the crystal ball stood on the snowflakes and danced stubbornly.

It's no longer ballet, but free and easy dance.

She danced and sang:

[My winter night hands are like hot oaths

Your twinkling eyes are like fragile faith

The years of greed were ruthlessly repaid

The arrogant nature has disappeared]

Lin Xuan'er deliberately changed the way she pronounced words this time, with an operatic singing voice in it, which made the whole singing layered and her unique flavor.

The smile on her face is so real and she is happy from the bottom of her heart.

Even the rejected crystal ball once left traces on a girl's youth.

The girl's voice is more mature, but her tone this time is shy:

"How old are you? Give me a doll! This dress is so exquisite, isn't it cheap? Thank you, I like it very much."

The intermittent sound of music flew into the doll's heart, giving her a soul of her own suddenly.

The silk thread that bound Wang Xingrui was completely broken. She moved her limbs first. After realizing that she was really free, she sang:

[Crazy, tired, in pain

The Human Comedy

He laughed and left

Youth is bizarre

Good times and beautiful scenery

For whom it is hard and sweet for whom

Hua Qingse passed away this year

But there is a different world]

Wang Xingrui's singing is as stable as ever, and her natural singing voice makes people mesmerized.

Just like the way she is dressed now, she is so beautiful that it is unbelievable.

Those lyrics are like a knife piercing the heart, making people feel the heartache of disillusionment after the ultimate joy.

However, the doll that was held in the palm of my hand had long since become covered with dust and lay among the scraps.

Zhou Yiyang's fingers are getting faster and faster, and the magic of music is getting stronger and stronger.

The girl has grown up, she said softly:

"Being a virtual anchor is so tiring that my voice is almost hoarse! It would be great if I could go back to the past..."

On the TV, Tang Yue was still jumping up and down, but this time she didn't hide her fatigue.

Although her singing voice is not as high-pitched as Wang Xingrui's, it still has a rare sense of vulnerability.

Underneath the energetic cover, he is actually a regretful and regretful person.

The voices of the last four people intertwined together, as gorgeous as a dream.

The whole song is just like this performance, magical, beautiful, shocking, but also depressing.

Just like the youth of many people, it is as bloody as a novel, but it will forcibly come to an end at the moment of graduation from high school.

When they look back as adults, their youth also has a filter added to it, like a gorgeous robe that covers the lice.

Just like those toys that were once forgotten, when you look at them many years later, you will have a better impression of them through the filter of nostalgia.

The curtain fell again, and Zhou Yiyang stood up and left the piano.

The overwhelming applause came from all directions like a tide.
Chapter completed!