All the sounds disappeared into the darkness after Lu Ze took the mournful shakuhachi from his mouth.
The hearts of the audience, who had long been captivated by his singing, trembled.
Immediately, he felt a sense of loss.
His back was shrouded in the pale light.
Tall, lonely, and detached!
Just like that, he stood quietly on the huge stage for a few seconds.
Bit by bit, he turned back.
Facing countless expectant gazes, he used a tactful and beautiful voice to empty their hearts.
Completely filled up!
"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?"
"Swoosh!"
Almost instantly, when Lu Ze's perfect and impeccable acting tone entered her ears.
Yang Bing, the head of the Nine Regions General Art Troupe, shed tears.
In front of Liu Huan and Han Hong, she couldn't stop.
He was actually a person who was not easily moved.
She had been in the music industry for a lifetime, but she rarely shed tears because of a song.
But today, he had completely broken through his defense!
In fact, when Shauhachi's sad voice came out, his nose suddenly started to ache.
But he held back.
Perhaps he felt that the occasion was not appropriate, or perhaps he felt that he should more or less maintain some restraint in front of the younger generation.
Or perhaps…His emotions had yet to fully brew.
In short, he suppressed all his sorrow in that Chi Ba Sound that seemed to have traveled through time and space.
However, a simple sentence completely shattered all of his pretense and disguise!
When Lu Ze's ethereal and clear voice entered her ears…
In his blurry eyes, he saw…
In the sad scene created by Lu Ze's dramatic tone.
Red makeup on the stage
It seemed to have turned into a ball of fire.
With an extremely desperate will to die, he flipped his sleeves and moved.
Her face was sorrowful and beautiful, and her music was deafening!
Her gaze was cast towards the Canglong Land outside the stage.
They watched the smoke rise and the horses neighing.
Look at the suffering of the people and the abyss of suffering!
He watched his beloved hometown being trampled on mercilessly by iron hooves.
The song he had sung for half his life was being laughed at by those filthy ears in the foreign realm.
This was not what she wanted to see.
Things should be the way they were!
The sleeves were still dancing, and the music had not stopped.
The hands that were playing the zither seemed to be shattering the pages of history!
"When the show turns, the sleeves rise and fall
Singing sad and happy songs of separation and reunion, it's none of my business
The fan opens and closes, the gongs and drums sound silent
Who's to say?"
Uncontrollable tears fell.
In Yang Bing's blurry vision, Lu Ze was singing quietly on the stage, and Qing Yi was also singing passionately.
The scene created by Lu Ze's beautiful voice was still clear.
Yang Bing closed his eyes and listened patiently.
He seemed to have finally heard clearly that Lu Ze was never singing on stage.
It was a poem, a final poem written with the words " the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed ".
"I'm used to mixing my emotions into powder and ink. So what if I sing my speech through?"
"White bones, green ashes, all of me, duckweed in troubled times, bear to watch the flames burn mountains and rivers."
"I dare not forget my country, even if no one knows me."
In the cold and tactful singing, he finally heard what the actors on the stage were singing.
That was Peking opera,"Peach Blossom Fan"!
A chorus flowed out of her lips.
It seemed like-
"You said that you wanted to eradicate the crafty sycophants for the country, you said that you wanted to go through fire and water to save the people;”
"To say that loyalty is the foundation of life, one must express a loyal heart that can support heaven and earth.”
"Even if you have to sacrifice your life to protect your integrity, you said that you have to hate evil as your enemy and not be careless in the face of danger to show that you love and hate clearly.”
This was a show, a show that had been sung for a lifetime!
It was the lyrics that she could recite backwards, the lyrics that made her feel sad and sob when she sang them.
His figure turned, and the sound of a chi eight rang out.
In the blurry and changing light and shadow, the drama started again.
"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?"
Who was the guest?
The people below the stage were all guests!
All around, they were guests!
Crossing the ocean, they were all guests!
I won't sing 'Peach Blossom Fan' anymore.
As she thought about this, she waved her sleeves, her face full of sorrow.
people say
An actor was lowly, an actor was lowly.
An actor is a businessman, an actor is indifferent.
they laughed
An actor entertains people with sound and color, and an actor fills his stomach with fame.
Actors couldn't get on stage, and actors couldn't achieve anything!
"The people below the stage walk by, but the old colors are gone."
" The people on the stage are singing a heartbreaking farewell song."
The actors are like dust, the actors are like grass.
Actors are the most heartless, actors are all unrighteous!
But was that really the case?
On the stage, the last two lines of 'Peach Blossom Fan' were finally sung.
The most terrifying killing intent was hidden in the usual lyrics.
Qing Yi stood on the stage with her hands.
As the sound of the strings slowly fell, her voice paused.
Then, as if he had used up all his life force, he shouted," Ignite!"
In the ethereal immortal voice, everyone who was immersed in Lu Ze's singing seemed to have seen this scene.
The flames that soared into the sky seemed to devour everything.
Only Qing Yi on the stage was smiling and singing the last song.
"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 song ended and the lights went out.
In Lu Ze's fading figure.
The audience finally understood.
So the "red" in the song title was not "red", but "fire".
It turned out that this song was not about " actors " but " heroes."
The actor is heartless, and the actor has little righteousness.
The actor is cold-blooded, the actor is greedy and foolish.
Actors could be banished to the ground, and actors could be stepped on.
Even so, they had never forgotten to love their country and protect their land.
Even ants hate giant trees, low status dare not forget to worry about the country!
The song "Red Leong" told everyone a truth.
The Nine Prefectures Style had never been a pile of immortal energy and rhetoric used to compose music.
Instead, it was a heavy history and a moving spirit.
Looking at the current Nine Provinces music scene, everyone who had heard this song at this moment could say with absolute certainty.
[Red Kirin] had redefined the style of the nine provinces!
There's nothing under "Red Ling."
National style!
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