Qin Xianyun didn't object to Mei Yijun's request, nor did she wonder why she would make such a request. It would be strange if she didn't make it more difficult for herself. He glanced at everyone and said with a smile,[Alright, then I'll sing a song. I just don't know what song everyone would like to hear.]」
" Come to the capital's 'Love Song of the World'…"
[I'm tired of listening to Dudu's songs. Why don't you sing Yu Huiqing's 'Heart' again!]」
[Yu Huiqing's song is soft and soft. What's so good about it? Only you girls will listen to it. I think I should sing something more exciting. How about Oslingman's 'Howl and Cheer'? How about it…]
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When everyone heard Qin Xianyun's question, they excitedly told them their favorite songs and singers. That Du Du and Yu Huiqing were both very famous singers in China, and that Oslingman was known as the most passionate black American rock singer in recent years. The songs of these people were the favorite of the contemporary young people. Songs like " Love Song of the World " and " Heart of the World " were the most popular ones. There were also songs like " I love you, but do you love me?" and " Kiss Goodbye " that were suggested by some students. These songs were also popular throughout half of China.
Qin Xianyun had been listening quietly until they finished. He smiled and said,[Do you all know how to sing these songs?]
" Yes..." As soon as Qin Xianyun finished speaking, the classroom was filled with cheers. Even a child could hum a few lines of their songs. If the people from the music department of the art college couldn't even sing these songs, they would definitely be regarded as fools and laughed out loud.
However, Qin Xianyun was such a fool. These songs had only become popular in recent years, and at that time, he was in prison. He had not even heard the names of the songs proposed by his classmates, let alone know how to sing them. However, Qin Xianyun did not panic because of this. He suddenly said mysteriously,[Since everyone knows how to sing, there's no point in me singing anymore.] How about this, I'll sing a song that none of you have heard before. What do you think?」
The students couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, as if they couldn't believe that Zither Immortal Yun could really sing a song they had never heard before. But soon, their eyes revealed a hint of anticipation, even their teacher Mei Yijun was no exception.
[I don't believe that there's a song in this world that I, Mo Ningfeng, haven't heard before?!」At this moment, a handsome boy said disdainfully. This boy was none other than Mo Ningfeng, who was known as the "Masked King" in Tianyun University. Mo Ningfeng could sing almost all the songs of the current pop singers, and his voice was very good. He could imitate them to perfection, almost like the original songs of those singers. In addition, because he was handsome and had a prominent family background, his father was the boss of the largest company in Kikukyo City. Therefore, he had become the dream lover of many girls after only one month of entering the school. Even some senior girls had already listed him as the object of their love and pursuit.
Qin Xianyun didn't care about Mo Ningfeng's arrogant and disdainful tone, nor did she pay attention to everyone's eyes and expressions. She just said,[I'll sing a song by Yan Jidao called 'Walking on the Royal Street'. I believe everyone will like it after listening to it.]」
[When did Yan Jidao debut? Why haven't I heard of it before? Could it be a name you made up?」Mo Ningfeng saw that he had never heard of this name before and mocked in his heart.
Before he could finish, the classroom burst into laughter. Mei Yijun couldn't help but burst out laughing.
At this moment, a short boy behind Mo Ningfeng suddenly smiled and said,"[Yan Jidao was a famous poet in the Song Dynasty of our country. He is my 'King of Songs'. Don't tell me you don't even know this, ahahahaha...]
Mo Ningfeng's face was flushed red. He glared at the short man angrily and said,[How could I not know about this? He just didn't react in time just now!」
Seeing this, Qin Xianyun couldn't help but shake his head slightly and sigh in his heart. If a person was so ignorant of his own country's culture, how much future would he have?
Mei Yijun covered her mouth and laughed. Suddenly, she saw Qin Xianyun shaking her head and sighing.
Although she was proud, she was also very intelligent. She immediately knew what Qin Xian Yun was thinking when she saw his expression. He didn't expect that there would be a student in his class who would treat Yan Jidao, a Song Dynasty poet, as a modern singer. Moreover, he had done so in front of Qin Xianyun. If that was the case, wouldn't he feel even more ashamed in front of him?
Mei Yijun was secretly angry and glared at Mo Ningfeng.
Mo Ningfeng was furious at his classmates who were laughing at him, but when he felt Mei Yijun's dissatisfied gaze, his face turned even redder. He immediately lowered his head like a mouse seeing a cat.
While the students were still discussing and laughing, they suddenly heard a clear voice. The voice seemed to have suddenly jumped out from the ground. It was clear and gentle, and it rose and fell leisurely. In an instant, it filled the entire classroom, went out the window, and went straight to the nine heavens. It was like the celestial music of the Heavenly Palace that shook people's hearts.
When the students heard the song, they were immediately stunned. Hundreds of eyes looked at Qin Xianyun.
It turned out that Qin Xianyun had already started to sing the song,""The green trees on the south side of the street are luxuriant in spring, and the snow is full of spring roads. The flowers on the tree are colorful and beautiful, and the people at the bottom of the tree are red. On the north tower, the sparse curtain was rolled up high, and the trees on the south side of the street could be seen.……」
Qin Xianyun's voice was gentle and fluctuating from time to time. Every word jumped out of her throat, either slow or fast. It was clear and beautiful, and it was gentle and soft, making people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze. As the song reverberated, a beautiful spring scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The green trees formed a shade, and the catkins fluttered in the wind, covering the road of spring like snow. Fresh flowers were like clouds, delicate and beautiful. A beautiful woman like a flower ascended the building and rolled up the beaded curtains…
Everyone was almost stunned as they listened. No one dared to breathe loudly, as if they were afraid of scaring away the singing that was floating in every corner of the room. The classroom was so quiet that other than Qin Xianyun's singing, there was only the sound of everyone's heartbeat.
As Mei Yijun listened, her mind became a little dazed, and her eyes began to look at Qin Xianyun gently. She had recited this poem countless times before. She was very clear about the scenery described in the poem and the emotions it wanted to express. However, no matter how she read it, it did not feel as appropriate as listening to Qin Xianyun sing it. What Qin Xianyun sang was no longer just a few simple words, but a feeling that came from the depths of his soul, which easily resonated with everyone.
"The railing is leaning on it, but it still drizzles lazily. In late spring, the horse galloped on the moss, once standing beside the green shade.」
When she sang this line, Qin Xianyun's voice seemed to be filled with memories. However, there was also a trace of loneliness and sadness in her memories, making people unable to help but feel melancholy. They could not help but let out a long sigh in their hearts, as if this was the only way to release the pent-up anger in their hearts.
"The fallen flowers are still there, and the incense screen is empty. Where do you know the face of a man?」
At the last line, Qin Xianyun's voice became lower and lower. Her mood had turned from high to low, and her sorrow was full of desolation. When she sang the two words " Where?", her voice became farther and farther away until it was almost inaudible. He came from the underground and then returned to the underground. In between, he only left behind sadness and sorrow, loneliness and desolation…
After Qin Xianyun finished singing, everyone remained silent for a long time. Their eyes seemed to be filled with nostalgia and nostalgia. It was not until nearly five minutes later that a sigh broke the silence.[It's easy to sing, but difficult to sing. Only such songs can move people's hearts. Only those who can sing such songs deserve the title of 'King of Songs'!]」
The person who said this was the skinny and short boy sitting behind Mo Ningfeng.
"Not bad! Qin Xianyun truly deserved the title of Masked King!」Immediately, many of the students who had recovered from the short boy's sigh praised him in admiration.
Mei Yijun had also slowly left the mood created by Qin Xianyun's singing. She didn't expect Qin Xianyun to not only have profound knowledge of the zither, but also have such a good voice. His singing was many times better than many pop singers nowadays.
Most of the singers sang the lyrics to the music score, but Qin Xianyun sang with his heart. The songs he sang not only left a lasting impression, but also made people's minds produce various images. This realm was inspired by the sincere emotions from the depths of the human soul.
Qin Xianyun sang with all his heart, and Mei Yijun listened with all her heart. She could vaguely feel that Qin Xianyun seemed to have some kind of sadness buried deep in his heart, but this sadness did not appear on his face.
What kind of experience did he have?
To be able to express the emotions of this poem so vividly, and to be able to express his own feelings everywhere beyond the content of the poem, how could this be sung by someone who had no experience at all? Perhaps he really was a person who had been wandering around since he was young. Even if that was not the case, he must have had an extremely painful experience!
Besides wanting to teach Qin Xianyun a lesson, Mei Yijun also wanted to dig out his secrets.
In fact, although Qin Xianyun's face was calm, she was filled with emotions. The original score of this poem had long been lost, and the song he sang was composed by himself in prison. When he was singing this song, he had not only used the " Ethereal True Qi ", but also the " Bewitching Spirit Guide " that the old man had passed on to him. He had forced the two kinds of true qi to be released in between the songs and conveyed them to the hearts of others. Not only did it make his singing have a strong penetrating power, but it also made his singing constantly stir up the temptation of moving the hearts and minds in the ethereal.
However, after singing a few lines, the lyrics evoked the sadness buried in his heart. Although he and Yan Jidao lived in different years and the situation described in the lyrics was different, the sorrow expressed in the lyrics was very similar to his! As soon as the sadness in his heart surfaced, it immediately made Yan Jidao's originally very sad poem even more sad and beautiful through the contrast of the true qi of the "Bewitching God Guide".
[Humph! If he wanted to become the Masked King with just this song, that would be too ridiculous!」Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded in the midst of the crowd's praise, which woke Mei Yijun and Qin Xianyun up from their deep thoughts...
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