"Play a roll of the sleeves,"
"Sing sad and happy songs, it has nothing to do with me."”
“......”
In the accompaniment of the flute, erhu, and other reverberation instruments.
Jun Mo's voice came out.
The atmosphere seemed to be inexplicably sad.
"Why do I feel that Jun Mo's clothes are so strange?”
"Yeah, it feels so bloated. The clothes aren't in place!”
"So Jun Mo can dance too. His posture is quite authentic!”
"Jun Mo's voice is as nice as ever!”
"But this song seems to be about war..."
At the beginning, everyone went through the information on the stage and the big screen.
He had already roughly deduced the theme of the song.
The singing continued.
"In troubled times, duckweed can bear to watch the beacon of fire burning mountains and rivers,"
"I dare not forget my country!"
“......”
Everyone was even more certain that this was a description of war!
Everyone in front of the screen felt their hair stand on end when they heard this.
"F * ck! Jun Mo's lyrics were still as good as ever!”
"What do you think of the lyrics? That's awesome!"
"F * ck, I'm convinced!"
Then, someone on the stage shouted,"Set fire!"
A contemptuous smile appeared on Jun Mo's face.
Then, with a tug of her hand, the red costume appeared in front of everyone.
"Oh my god, Brother Jun Mo's smile is so handsome!”
"What is he trying to do?"
"This costume is so handsome!"
"I was wondering why it looked so bloated. So it turns out that you're wearing two pieces!”
No one had time to continue their discussion.
His heart was pierced by that bullet like performance.
"The people below the stage walked past ~ but the old colors disappeared ~"
"The people on the stage sang ~ the heartbreaking farewell song ~"
"..."
At the same time, the stage had already turned into an endless sea of fire.
"F * ck! woc! F * ck!"
"Is this the fucking opera we were talking about?”
"The production team didn't spout nonsense at all!”
"My hands are trembling!”
"What is this! Was this an opera? I've never felt this way when I listened to my grandfather's tape recorder!”
"This is for the sake of the country!”
"Damn it, they're going to die together with the enemy!”
Everyone felt numb from the beginning to the end!
Waves of shock rose in his heart!
At the same time, the blood flow began to accelerate!
What followed next was the high-energy battle. Countless people gasped.
Excitement!
This was what innovative music was!
This is the music we like!
..................
Tiandu.
In a courtyard house.
Fu Hongde, Liang Suying, and the little monkey Hou Minglang were all watching TV.
At first, Old Master Fu pretended that he didn't want to see Jun Mo's master.
In the end, it seemed like he couldn't argue back.
Only then did she pretend to be dragged by the little monkey to watch television.
Hmph,
this arrogant little old man!
The old man liked the song "Thousand Times" that Jun Mo sang in the last episode.
"Little Jun Mo's song is hundreds of times better than those bullsh * t celebrities!”
After watching the show, the old man was in a good mood.
They started to talk.
Seeing that he was happy, Master's wife did not stop him.
She knew that sometimes, being in a good mood was more important than being healthy.
Jun Mo's performance had just begun.
His master stared at the television screen.
He heard his story from his disciple's song.
The kind of story that struck the heart and brought back memories!
When he heard the words 'I dare not forget my country country'.
The little old man could not help but raise his head slightly, not wanting his tears to fall.
He had experienced too much.
It was too bitter, too bitter.
The hardships and helplessness of his youth were sung by his disciple.
'Little Jun Mo is so thoughtful, even if he can't sing opera…'
In fact, Fu Hongde had seen and remembered Jun Mo's hard work since he was young.
But sometimes, it was just so unfair. The heavens did not have eyes!
Such a good child!
A child who loved opera so much!
He couldn't put on a show!
The old master felt even more uncomfortable.
But immediately after.
"The people below the stage walked past ~ I don't see the old colors
~"
"Ah ~~"
"Deep feelings, regret, and seriousness. When I turn around, I see an illusion. Who's opposite me?"
This line, along with the Kunqu opera recital, was
extremely standard!
It was extremely authentic!
It was extremely round!
It was not an exaggeration to say that she was even better than him
!
The old man couldn't help but stand up with his mouth agape.
"This...." This... This…"
After stammering for a while, he began to laugh out loud.
"Hahaha!"
"Enlightened! Enlightened! Little Jun Mo is enlightened!"
The old man could not help but dance.
He was happy!
Excited!
He did not expect the heavens to actually open their heavenly eyes!
The song ended.
The old man looked at Jun Mo below the stage.
The crowd surged.
The audience cheered.
Shouts resounded through the sky!
The old man sobbed and muttered,
"Ten thousand people shouting, how glorious…"
"Little Jun Mo, now you…
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