Why did you suddenly stop talking about business and listen to music in the blink of an eye?

You know, the two of us are talking about tens of millions of big businesses!
Not only does he not understand, but also some people don’t understand the table of the top leaders of the two countries in the front.
Because they saw the mud boom, the Prime Minister’s wife took out her handkerchief and quietly wiped her eyes.
Generally speaking, this kind of movement will definitely not appear on such occasions.
It’s a state banquet, and it’s rude to cry on such occasions!
However, the mud bombing of the Prime Minister’s wife seems to be unable to control herself. The frequency of wiping her eyes is getting higher and higher, and her eyes are getting redder and redder.
Taiwan song finally gradually entered the climax.
"Grandma went to the hospital.
I have lost weight and become much weaker.
I went back to visit grandma.
Deliberately say I’m back like I used to
Without saying a few words.
Just say you should go back.
Was kicked out of the ward. "
When singing here, Taiwan and Lu Xue suddenly made a move. She stopped playing and raised her hand to cover her mouth.
But then she quickly reacted and resumed playing.
But this movement is like a fuse. Suddenly, the mud hits the Prime Minister’s wife and tears can’t stop falling down her cheeks.
And many women in the mud bomb delegation also cried out.
Chinese officials were surprised to find that almost all the people sitting around them were red-eyed, even the famous entrepreneurs who were known as "iron men" clenched their fists and looked at the platform as if the slender figure had some special magic that attracted their attention.
"Shikuo …" A mud-boom musician couldn’t help moaning.
"shh!" Several middle fingers were immediately erected around him to stop him from continuing.
It’s hard to wait until the lyrics are sung for the first time before someone quietly pulls Hideo Samuragi’s sleeve and asks him in surprise, "Why is this song by Mr Samuragi so strange?"
Although the sound was not loud, it was still heard by the musicians at the same table, so everyone turned their heads and looked at Hideo Yamaki with longing eyes.
"What’s so strange?" Hideo Yamaki’s eyes still didn’t come back from the stage. It was a faint rhetorical question
"… it’s common, but it makes people want to cry." The musician replied shyly.
Yamaki Hideo’s eyes were clear and he came back to him.
It was a long time before he sighed faintly and said, "There is a saying in the Chinese martial arts motto that heavy swords and sharp edges do not work. I want to refer to this situation."
"Does the heavy sword work well?" A group of young musician who don’t understand Chinese culture look at each other.
One of them dared to ask, "What does this mean?"
"It means that when things reach the highest level, they are often simple and don’t need complicated things or beautiful appearance," said Hideo Yamaki, looking at the ceiling overhead with emotion.
Some people still don’t understand, but some people seem to have learned something from it.
"What do you mean …" A young musician was unwilling to ask, "Has this song reached the highest level?"
Hideo Yamaki didn’t answer him but suddenly asked, "Are you crying?"
The young musician wiped his eyes and found it a little moist.
He immediately bowed his head and held on shyly and said, "No, I’m … I haven’t cried yet."
"Where?" Hideo Yamaki didn’t continue to ask, but simply said, "Who do you think is better than my previous song?"
"Mr. Yamaki!" A young musician straightened up and said, "Your songs are beautiful and elegant. I think …"
Hideo Yamaki cocked his head and smiled at him before he could finish.
The young musician said no.
"If these two songs asked you to choose one person to listen quietly at night, which one would you choose?" Yamaki Hideo Gherardini asked.
His eyes strayed everywhere, and everyone bowed their heads in shame.
"So!" Hideo Yamaki shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I lost again."
"Mr. Yamaki!" Several young musicians looked up at him.
Hideo Yamaki waved his hand.
"Don’t comfort me," he said with a smile. "There’s a Chinese saying that it’s hard to die if you hear a song like this. I have no regrets even if I die now."
"No, Mr. Yamaki, I think you are holding this song too high!" A young musician summoned up his courage and said, "Actually, this song is very simple and has no complicated melody. Even a newcomer can write it!"
Hideo Yamaki’s mouth was scornful. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Well, you can write one for us."
The young man suddenly froze, his face first reddish and then red, and finally turned into a piece of red cloth.
"You can be called a master if you can write such a song in this generation." Hideo Yamaki didn’t criticize him, but said earnestly, "Returning to the basics doesn’t mean simplicity, but it is the simplest, often the most difficult and the easiest to point to people’s hearts after the prosperity disappears. Remember this sentence and hope it can become the goal of your generation."
All the musicians at the same table immediately sat up straight and bowed respectfully to him.
At the same time, Taiwan music just came to an abrupt end.
"Well, let’s get up and pay tribute to this great opponent." Hideo Yamaki clapped his hands to signal everyone to get up and applaud for such a wonderful performance.
But she didn’t expect a loud hand to ring before him.
Chapter three hundred and fifty-six Oh, ha, a Gozay Mas
Preemptive applause is mud bombing the Prime Minister’s wife.
Seeing that her eyes are red and tears are constantly emerging in her eyes, even the original delicate makeup has some flaws.
I probably felt the surprised eyes around her. After clapping her hands, she suddenly said sorry to everyone at the same table, then got up and hurried towards washing her hands.
At this time, the stormy palm was completely blown up in the hall.
"I succeeded?"
The stage and the snow on the road couldn’t restrain the surprise and looked around. She felt that the lights in front of her eyes were so dazzling that she felt really uncomfortable.
In fact, her eyes are red and tears have already filled her eyes.
This is such an emotional song. It has no gorgeous lyrics and passionate rhythm, but it still contains the most sincere feelings.
Just like Hideo Yamaki said, it’s not a good job to be clever.
The so-called highest state is that everyone understands that everyone thinks it should be.
Cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and Altman beats small monsters. The highest truth in the world is often the simplest truth.
And this song of Wu Liang also makes Hideo Takayama, who is bent on competing with him, bow down again.
Technology beats you, then I lose.
A real master can beat you by picking Ye Fei flowers and chanting!
And Lu Xue bowed to the audience with tears in her eyes and then hurried back to the background.
As soon as she got back to the dressing room, she lay down on the dressing table and began to cry.
"What’s the matter?" Wu Liang, who has been guarding the background, is also unable to restrain his smile at this moment.
He thought that he was out of the limelight in front of the country’s top leaders this time, and maybe he would leave some impression. If that Peng Jian wants to move himself again, it’s not that easy, is it?
But he didn’t expect to cry as soon as Lu Xue came back without saying anything.
"Isn’t it good to sing? Why bother?" He came to the snow and road behind strange asked
"I miss my grandmother" and Lu Xue replied shyly while crying.
"Your grandmother …" Wu Liang carefully looked at what she seemed to think.
"My grandmother has passed away." Sure enough, Lu Xue sat up and rubbed her eyes gently and said, "But that song just reminded me of many memories. I’m sorry, I can’t help it."