I Dare Not Forget About the Country!!
Accompanied by the sound of the erhu, Su Yang spoke softly.
It was as if he was telling a story that had been sealed for a long time. It was not a joke, but the story was tactful.
"The show turns, the sleeves rise and fall."
"Singing sad and happy songs of separation and reunion, it has nothing to do with me"
"The fan opens and closes, the gongs and drums sound silent."
"Love in the show, outsiders, who can say?"
…
The song rose and fell.
His voice was calm, but it was melodious. However, it was low and disappeared. An unprecedented sadness began to pervade everyone's hearts.
The audience who were still whispering suddenly shut their mouths.
The audience who were still asking Su Yang why he was wearing makeup suddenly stopped.
They looked at Su Yang on the stage in a daze.
They didn't know why the strings of the erhu and a few lines of lyrics that were almost narrative would make them feel so sad.
This sadness.
It has nothing to do with the loss of love.
It had nothing to do with the pain.
Instead, it was a kind of apathetic and floating pain that could not be reversed.
That was the pain of an outsider.
The people in the troupe were also stunned. They looked at the calm Su Yang on the stage, playing the erhu with stars in his eyes. He did not have the airs of a star at all. He was like an ordinary person who had blended into the world of mortals.
However, he was not an ordinary person.
He had millions of fans, and he was unprecedentedly popular. However, why was he so young, yet he did not have the slightest bit of arrogance?
He was willing to sing for the troupe, was willing to put on thick makeup, and was willing to wear costumes.
This was something that even ordinary people were unwilling to do.
At this moment, he did not hold back. He lowered his posture and played the erhu, like a lone wolf among the stars.
The class master looked at Su Yang, and his expression gradually froze.
Him.
"He's Su Yang."
He could play the piano and the erhu.
His mind could fit the entire world.
The class master was secretly wiping her tears, not only because of Su Chen, but also because of the lyrics.
With a turn of the play, the sleeves of the water rose and fell.
Singing joys and sorrows, singing separation and reunion, it has nothing to do with me.
The opera was about to end. Look, the person playing the erhu was narrating the bitter past of the national essence. However, few people knew that the actor was once known as the actor!
The opera troupe had already fallen into silence and sadness, but the ordinary people listened to the prelude and frowned slightly.
"It's a little dull! It's not as good as 'Exaggeration'!"
"But it's not bad. You have to know that this might have been improvised by Su Yang just for this troupe!”
"I have to give the troupe a tip later. It's not easy to hear Su Yang's song!”
"I didn't expect Su Yang to play the erhu so well!”
Just as everyone was discussing in hushed voices.
The singing also started to become high-pitched.
The sudden voice sounded like a high-pitched warrior about to go to the battlefield. The sound of the erhu suddenly became sorrowful at this moment!
"I'm used to mixing my emotions into powder and ink."
"So what if the speech is exposed?"
"White bones, green ashes, all of me!"
"In troubled times, duckweed bears to watch the flames burn mountains and rivers."
"I dare not forget the worries of the country."
"Even if no one knows me"
The moment the song and the erhu started playing, the audience's pupils constricted!
They didn't understand what the lyrics meant.
However…
It sounded good!
It was really nice!
As laymen, they could only say that it sounded good. Other than that, there were no other adjectives.
However, when the actors in the theater heard this, their bodies were shocked in an instant. Their scalps went numb, and their eyes unconsciously turned red!
They were stunned.
They stared at Su Yang on the stage, their hands trembling!
Tears mixed with paint dripped onto the stage. That life, that day, that purity, that ugliness, all spoke at this moment!
" Ahhh!!!"
They took the most professional steps, they opened and closed, they braved the scorching sun, and again and again they brandished the fancy spears that they had honed day and night.
Just to match Su Yang's singing!
They didn't have a single line and were used to mixing their emotions into the ink.
So what if no one knows me!
I don't dare to be humble, forget the worries of the country!
Who said that actors would ruin the country?
Who said that actors were heartless!
In troubled times, duckweed can endure watching the flames of war burn mountains and rivers!
He was afraid that a mere actor would die for the sake of his country!
This was Chi Ling!
And this song had no love, no venting, no pretentiousness. Everything was in the song, and it was about the actor's life!
As for Su Yang, with just a few lyrics, he had revealed the true feelings of the actor. The line,"In troubled times, duckweed can endure the flames of war!"
That sentence about not daring to worry about the country made the class master's tears roll down!
How was this still a song?
This was clearly a story.
A story about an actress.
Who says actors don't serve their country?
Especially the thirteen beauties of Jinling, especially the flames of war dyeing the mountains and rivers!
When the Wei Nation people were listening to the drama, the actor named Pei Yanzhi waved his hand and set the theater on fire!
The raging fire ignited their patriotic passion. They were dead, but they were still alive!
As for the class master, his heart was even more stung!
No one had ever told them how many shows they had put on and how much they had suffered. They could have taken advantage of their youth to find a better job, but what about this show?
Who would inherit this national essence!
This national essence can't be broken in the hands of our generation!!
How many times had they performed without anyone in the audience?
However, the rules set by the ancestor…
The joke has begun, and all directions are listening. One side is a human, three sides are ghosts, and four sides are gods! Even if there was no one below the stage, he would definitely finish singing!
…
"It's really nice."
The child who stuck his head out whispered.
"Don't talk!"
His adult grabbed the child's ear.
On the stage, the actors were crying. They sang, but they sounded like they were crying. This sound infected the audience. At this moment, many of the audience were secretly wiping their tears.
How long had it been since he last listened to a play?
He did not know.
It seemed that he had never heard of it before. He had only heard it occasionally on the radio when he was young.
"If that's what the opera is like, then we're really willing to listen!”
someone whispered.
He quickly shut his mouth.
Because at this moment, the chorus had already started.
It was a drama!
It was a rich drama!
It was almost pure drama!
Su Yang's voice also changed suddenly. The strings of the erhu were trembling, and the mournful voice instantly swept through the audience. There was no longer any patience, as if all the previous sounds were just a foreshadowing for this moment.
However, when the voice rang out, there was no excitement, no roaring, no exhaustion.
Instead, he retracted his spirit.
However, every word was a heavy blow to everyone present!
"The people below the stage walk by, but the old colors are gone."
" The people on the stage are singing a heartbreaking farewell song."
"Love is hard to write."
"She sang that we must reconcile with blood."
"The curtain rises, the curtain falls, who is the guest?"
"When you're done singing, I'll go on stage."
"Don't laugh at the drama, don't laugh at the absurdity."
"I once asked Qinghuang."
"I once sang the song of rise and fall."
"The Dao is heartless, the Dao is sentimental, how can I think?"
"The Dao is emotionless, the Dao is sentimental, it takes a lot of thought."
The lingering sound of the erhu gradually faded away, lingering three feet around the beam.
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