After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

The arrival of the crowd attracted the attention of tourists, and many people recognized Shen Ruishu.

However, the writer does not have that many crazy fans. Some come to take photos and ask for autographs, but not many.

After touring around, everyone got into the car to rest and wait for the night to come.

As soon as we got on the bus, everyone started chatting.

This is also the feature of this program.

It was mainly Shen Ruishu and Ma Guangjie who were speaking, with Lu Qingfeng and Su Yun adding their opinions.

With one topic after another, it feels like sitting with elders and chatting about everything. We can talk about anything.

However, the main topic still revolves around literature.

"How long has Xiao Lu studied music?"

As we chatted, the topic inevitably turned to what happened last night.

Lu Qingfeng said.

"Since I joined the company as a trainee, I've learned the most basic singing techniques, but not in depth."

"I'll officially start learning in March this year."

Ma Guangjie said after hearing this.

"I remember correctly. You said you were learning the violin. Although I don't know much about musical instruments, I have a few friends who understand music. I've heard that the violin is very difficult to learn among Western instruments."

"When I first started learning, the owner of the music store told me the same thing."

Lu Qingfeng nodded.

"Why didn't you pick an easier one?"

Su Yun asked.

Lu Qingfeng had never considered this question before, so he thought about it.

"Find a goal for yourself. The more difficult the instrument, the more sense of accomplishment you'll feel."

"Now that you mention it, I'm even more curious about how well you play the violin. Why don't you show it to us?"

Shen Ruishu's eyes were slightly inquiring.

Lu Qingfeng seemed a little shy at this time.

"Actually, I wrote a song called 'Starry Sky' that I think would be quite suitable for tonight's meteor shower. Can I keep it until then?"

Once these words were spoken, they became even more curious.

It was soon night, and Lu Qingfeng and the others took a nap during this time.

So that you don’t have to worry about not being able to hold on in the second half of the night.

At about 1:30, we were woken up, got out of the car, and came to the edge of the salt lake.

There are quite a few tourists here tonight, and many of them have brought special instruments to observe meteors.

The Perseid meteor shower is one of the three largest meteor showers in the Northern Hemisphere each year.

It arrives as scheduled every summer from the end of July to the beginning of August, and is a rare visual feast for astronomy enthusiasts.

The vast land of the Northwest is uninhabited and without the influence of city lights. The human eye can directly see the vast and boundless galaxy above.

Under the silent night sky, the river of stars spreads out like a flowing waterfall, shining brightly.

The Chaka Salt Lake at your feet reflects the starry sky.

The scene at this moment is beautiful and magnificent.

"It's a worthwhile trip."

Ma Guangjie sighed.

Lu Qingfeng came here carrying a violin case.

Open the case and take out the instrument.

The photographer's camera followed his figure all the time. At this moment, in the picture he captured, Lu Qingfeng's temperament changed.

The normally gentle and cheerful boy pursed his lips.

Cool, indifferent, and peaceful.

He held up the violin, calmly and elegantly, his eyes focused on the instrument.

Not only he, but also Shen Ruishu and other members of the program team discovered this.

The starry sky is boundless. Tourists are taking photos by the Chaka Salt Lake, and someone is gently stirring the water surface.

The reflected stars sway with the ripples.

The ethereal sound of the piano suddenly rang out and spread throughout this vast space.

The distant and profound melody immediately attracted everyone's attention.

All the tourists nearby turned to look over.

"Starry Night" is one of the representative works of the former piano artist Richard Clayderman.

Interestingly, the original name of this song is "Lyphard Melodie"

Translated, it means a song composed for the racehorse Lyphard.

Later, this song was introduced to the island country, and the island country's distributor named it "Starry Sky" or "Starry Night Pianist" according to his own ideas, and it became popular.

And this name is indeed more in line with the mood of this song.

The original piece was a piano piece, but Lu Qingfeng adapted it into a violin version.

Compared to the piano version, it is thick and hazy.

The violin version adds a touch of softness and sensuality.

The opening melody carries a kind of implicit sadness, like a frustrated person looking up at the stars alone, the kind of loneliness and confusion that suddenly arises for no reason.

The stars are shining, but the road ahead is long.

When the song enters the forty-second stage, the melody suddenly surges.

Life is never easy, difficulties always exist, and only by fighting can you achieve success.

A lofty soul will never surrender.

Although pronounced as "Starry Sky", this piece of music was inspired by the racehorse named Lyphard that won the championship.

At its core is a proud, unyielding soul that ultimately triumphs.

At the two-minute mark, the climax of the whole song comes.

As if to match this scene, the first meteor streaked across the sky.

The passionate tunes, complex and varied chords, and the power of music impact people's hearts.

Everyone was stunned at this moment, watching in silence.

Lu Qingfeng himself was completely immersed in the music, his expression still focused.

His figure swayed with the rhythm of the music, and his slender body contained a burst of power.

More and more meteors streaked across the sky, piercing the night with brilliant tails.

The photographer held the phone tightly.

In the picture he saw, with the magnificent starry sky as the background, people were dotted around him, looking at him silently.

The young man playing the violin stood in the starry sky, his aura becoming more and more ethereal, like a lone wild goose shadow.

It seems to merge with the starry sky.

Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of shocking the heavens.

The right time, place and people all made for a divine performance.

The song begins to fade away with the repetitive melody, when the person who once failed has succeeded and is standing in a place he has never been.

Looking up at the starry sky, it is still dotted with stars.

Never change your original intention.