The sound of the small suona in Su Ming's hand flowed slowly from the balcony to the dark night sky and into everyone's ears.
It was solemn and sorrowful, grand, low, and solemn.
She sobbed as if a fishbone was stuck in her throat.
"Clang ~~~"
A gong sounded, and the main tune of Crying Emperor Heaven began.
In an instant, the sounds of the suona, erhu, flute, pipa, xiao, and even the guzheng and zither interweaved with each other under the lead of Su Ming's suona, composing a sad song that made people hold their breaths and listen quietly.
At this moment, King William placed his hands in front of him and knelt on both knees.
Dressed in a white suit and surrounded by a circle of lit white candles, he stared blankly at the dormitory of Building 3 in front of him.
Under the heavy and solemn music of many musical instruments, it was as comical as it could be.
It didn't look like a confession at all. She was here to visit the grave.
"Puchi!"
Faced with such a strange and funny scene, the girl who was arguing earlier could not help but laugh out loud.
The boy, who had always been obedient to him, frowned and nudged her with his elbow. Then, he glared at her with a sharp gaze that he had never seen before.
The girl was about to get even angrier when she suddenly realized something was wrong.
She looked around. The song seemed to have produced a wonderful chemical reaction.
The few international students were looking around in confusion, while the Chinese people were all standing solemnly without any smiles on their faces.
All of a sudden, listening to such a unique musical instrument, the girl's heart felt like an old jar that had been sealed for a long time had been opened.
He shook off the dust and dirt on the sealing paper. After opening it, he actually had some vague memories.
In her memories, she was very young. She was so young that she was still living in her hometown in the countryside. She was so young that she seemed to have just remembered.
Next door to his old home, there was an old woman who was always hunched over and depended on a fat cat.
At that time, she liked to play with the fat cat, so she often went to the old woman's house to play.
Every time this happened, the old granny would take out a kind of chocolate wrapped in golden tin foil and give it to her.
Every time, it was just one piece.
She couldn't remember how many months or years it had been, but in her memory, it should have been a long time.
Then, one day, the old lady's house was filled with many white flowers.
White banners, white mourning clothes, white wreaths, white paper money…
At that time, she was still young, but she knew that if she couldn't eat chocolate in the future, she couldn't play with that fat cat.
So that day, she cried very sadly in her mother's arms.
When the wooden box containing the old woman was carried out, it seemed that she had heard such a song that day.
This memory was very vague. Even at this moment, she still could not tell if it was a dream she had.
But now, after realizing it, she felt extremely sour when she heard a similar suona song again.
Although she did not cry, she could no longer smile.
He just raised his head in a daze and listened to this voice that struck his soul.
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Under the guidance of the sonorous and sorrowful sound of the suona, the sobbing voice became more and more uncomfortable.
As long as it was a Chinese person present, they would more or less hear this melody.
Some people called it the funeral song, some people called it the mourning song, and some people called it the funeral song.
However, without exception, it brought with it extreme solemnity and sadness.
The Chinese people present would more or less think of some scenes from this.
A courtyard covered in white, a person to mourn…
This was a scene that many of the international students present could never understand and empathize with.
Almost all the Chinese people around him had bloodshot eyes, lowered their heads, and remained silent. They were all holding their phones in a daze, feeling deep sorrow.
The entire school seemed to have fallen into a solemn silence. It was as if the only sound in the entire campus was the sound of the suona.
What was left was the relatively weak sound of the other instruments.
If William Wang's performance just now could be described as romantic and profound, then the current performance was a sorrow that they could not understand.
There was no other reason for this. It was because this was a funeral culture that was engraved into the bones of the Chinese. This was the meaning that the Chinese culture gave white.
In the end…
With a long, heart-breaking sound, the tune of Crying Emperor Heaven ended.
In the office building in the distance, the vice-principal of China Media University and the dean of the Western Music Department were rushing to the source of the sound.
The vice-principal was even angrier. As he walked, he complained," Are these students crazy? What are they doing? They're sending a funeral!"”
The dean of the Western Music Department followed behind with a puzzled expression.
The song ended.
The fat old man, who had walked away from Lin Yin, took a deep breath." To be able to play such a simple tune like 'Crying Emperor Heaven', this student must have experienced many life-and-death farewells.
Yesterday, he had blown the entire school high, and today, he had almost blown the entire school to tears.
What kind of student was this?”
The skinny old man who accompanied him took out a box of cigarettes and handed it to him as usual. He sighed and said," That William Wang played the violin for nearly 20 minutes. It's known as the deep and sentimental violin.
She even dressed herself up in a deep and melancholic manner. In the end, the onlookers were still laughing and laughing.
However, this student brought dozens of children from the Folk Music Department and did not show up. It only took a little more than two minutes for these students to lose their smiles.
It's indeed not simple."
The fat old man shook his head." Look at those international students. They look confused. I'm afraid they don't know what happened.”
Indeed, these international students were at a loss.
They felt that the song was a little sad, but it was not as solemn as the Chinese students.
Especially William. When he was listening to the song, he had been kneeling on the ground. He knew that he had lost again.
Even if his violin was enhanced by the sound system, the suona only sounded once and it made him afraid.
Then, the suona took another two minutes to fill the entire campus with an extremely sorrowful atmosphere.
He couldn't figure out how a Chinese instrument that he didn't even like and even hated after understanding it could turn out like this.
No!
He had not lost yet!
William suddenly realized that if Shu Qingqing agreed to his confession, it meant that she was moved by him!
That's right!
He had come today for her!!
Moreover, he had already persisted for a week. He had never spent so much effort on a girl, especially a Chinese girl.
If he left today, the result would be the same as yesterday. At that time, the school and even the outside world would talk about him.
Right, that Shu Qingqing had told him to work hard.
Thinking of this, he quickly raised his head and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Qingqing! I love you!
I'm a noble from Eagle Country!
As long as you are willing to be my girlfriend, we can have this car together!
If you promise me, we can get married in the future. You can even become a noble Eagle Country citizen.
Wasn't this the dream of many people?
If you don't promise me, I'll keep kneeling here and not get up!”
Of course, he was only talking about getting married. Right now, he urgently needed to salvage this awkward situation.
As for the future, he would have a better solution.
Since Shu Qing Qing had told him to work hard, he only needed to make her feel touched and promise her some benefits. She would naturally agree to it.
William King's shout immediately stirred up the silent crowd again.
Some of the girls beside him started to have hearts in their eyes again.
Becoming a Eagle Country citizen, becoming King William's wife, what did that mean?
When they thought of this, their hearts could not help but beat faster.
Some people even began to feel that even though William King was kneeling on the ground and prostrating his butt as if he was kowtowing to a grave, they still felt that he was too attractive.
But the next moment, the crowd was in an uproar!
A girl appeared on the balcony of the dormitory above William Wang.
And this girl was the female lead, Shu Qingqing, whom William Wang had confessed to.
After seeing Shu Qing Qing, William's heart started beating faster.
Did he succeed?
On the balcony, Shu Qingqing was expressionless as she picked up a large basin of water…
In the distance, the vice-principal and the dean of the Western Music Department, who had just sensed this scene, widened their eyes in disbelief and exclaimed.
"No!"
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