Chapter 4548: Sister Nian becomes famous in one battle
In the attic with lush green grass, the beauty has red hairpins hanging from her temples. Her rouge-colored lipstick has long been bitten by shell teeth and has lost its color. Those beautiful eyes filled with love, hate, anger and infatuation are filled with tears, looking at the one who once possessed her.
The man who hypocritically told her to die.
After she cried, she already understood what this man was thinking.
Datang needed a reason for a truce.
People need peace and prosperity.
She needs to die.
The beauty whose clothes were wet with tears stopped crying. She wiped away her tears, straightened her clothes that were stained by fleeing, and stepped onto the top floor of the attic resolutely.
She hung herself to death at the highest point, so that the soldiers outside, who were swarming over the mountain, could see her death.
The last moment of her life was not just the love between man and woman in the Song of Everlasting Sorrow, sadness and separation.
Who can say that the imperial concubine did not understand why she died before she died, and who can say that she was just for the hypocritical and cold love of a man.
She chose to commit suicide to quell the unrest.
She couldn't choose her own destiny in that era, but she was never a woman who only knew love.
Her death is worth thousands of troops.
She died calmly.
Who can say that she is not for the displaced people?
…
The melodious piano sound suddenly became louder.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a dazzling beam of sunlight shone into Mawei Slope. Among the tens of millions of people, all the sounds of people and horses disappeared.
The endless silence is bidding farewell to a generation of beauties.
It is also in the torrent of farewell to the fate of the beauty, the delicate flower withered.
"Zheng——"
The sound of the piano trembles.
The girl's fingertips plucked the piano and the strings trembled.
Women are never just love, love is history and a fantasy written by men.
At that moment, the women who stood in front of the torrent of history chose to jump down. Even if it was just to divert the flow of the torrent for a moment, the greatness of that moment should not be buried.
At this time.
Nie Mi's drumbeat sounded thickly.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The theater was silent for a long time.
The creator behind the stage curtain opened his mouth wide.
"What should our music score look like?"
"It does not seem."
They focus on the lingering and pathos love, and the expression is softer, like the tinkling of mountain springs, and it is definitely not the grand feeling of Qiao Nian and Nie Mi.
Two completely different styles, but this does not affect their recognition that Nie Mi and Qiao Nian's version brings another perspective of Song of Everlasting Regret to the extreme.
After a brief silence, the audience burst into thunderous applause.
"Wow!!"
“Sounds great!”
Some people applauded vigorously and shouted excitedly.
Haitong looked ugly as he sat in his seat. He curled his lips and muttered: "What kind of taste do these people have? They think it's good."
"Music should be elegant. What is the name of music that is not elegant? It is just underground music that cannot be put on the stage."
"Fortunately, Mr. Nie is still a master of music. With their crackling music, I thought they were on the big country stage."
Elena ignored her.
He kept staring at the girl on the stage with burning eyes.
She completely ignored Haitong beside her, let alone heard clearly what Haitong was muttering.
Her heart was beating like a drum, and her blood was boiling.
Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian.
Elena ran through this name over and over in her mind, and for the first time she wanted to take a direct look at her 'fiancé''s girlfriend.
This genius who is the same age as her and is recognized by many people seems to have two skills. At least it is worthy of her taking a closer look.