Xin Ruyan's heart tightened for no apparent reason, as if she noticed Wu Yuan's hint of sadness.
This was the first time that she saw Wu Yuan showing such emotions. She had seen Wu Yuan be unrestrained, she had seen Wu Yuan get angry, but she had never seen Wu Yuan's subtle hurt at this moment.
This made Xin Ruyan especially want to go up and ask Wu Yuan what happened, and if there was anything sad, she was willing to share it with Wu Yuan.
But her consciousness told her that Wu Yuan definitely didn't want her to do this.
In other words, if he could tell her, Wu Yuan would not hide it from her. If he didn't tell her, he definitely didn't want her to know.
Gradually, even Mo Qiaoer felt a sore nose, and asked Xin Ruyan: "I have the urge to cry, and I really want to hug my brother."
The same goes for Yan Miao, they are the ones who care about Wu Yuan the most.
Wu Yuan's emotions could not escape their observation, and at this time they also wanted to know the answer from Xin Ruyan.
But Xin Ruyan just shook his head slightly, "Don't ask, don't tell, we just watch quietly."
At this time, Ouyang Shishi, who was also looking at Wu Yuan seriously, seemed to notice something strange, and there was a hint of curiosity in his wonderful eyes.
At this time, Wu Yuan finally adjusted his mood.
"I'm sending this song to you all. If you can understand it, it means you can still be saved. If you can't understand it, I wish you good luck."
Wu Yuan said something very meaningful, but no one cared.
Ouyang Shishi repeated, "Yu Xitan? What a very special title."
"But before I sing this song, let me tell you a story."
Regardless of whether these people like to hear it or not, Wu Yuan started to tell the story on his own: "There was a period of history that has not been recorded in the annals of history. There was a heroic figure, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu..."
Those who were originally disdainful and impatient with Wu Yuan's story gradually became fascinated as Wu Yuan told it.
They never imagined that there was such a heroic figure as King Xiang Yu of Chu in this world, which made people's blood boil.
Xin Ruyan and the others were also fascinated by it. Even Ouyang Shishi couldn't help but be intoxicated. Especially when they heard about the poppy complex, they couldn't help but marvel at it.
Wu Yuan also spoke seriously, and gradually came to an end, "When Xiang Yu retreated to Gaixia, his soldiers were out of food, he was heavily surrounded by enemy troops, and he heard that he was besieged on all sides. At this time, Xiang Yu was riding a horse named Zhui, with the beauty Yu Ji at his side.
Knowing that he had no way to save his life, Xiang Yu could not help but sing tragically generously."
"Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming. The times are unfavorable and the glory will not fade away. If the glory is not gone, there will be nothing you can do. If there is danger, there is nothing you can do."
Yu Ji danced with her sword and sang with tears in her eyes: "The king's loyalty is gone, how can I survive as a lowly concubine?"
After singing, he committed suicide by the Wujiang River.
After everyone listened to Wu Yuan's story, their scalps felt numb, and an unspeakable feeling of regret and sorrow instantly melted in their chests.
This story shocked everyone.
Before everyone could digest the shock, Wu Yuan started singing.
The sand in the Chu River gathers and disperses
The vicissitudes of the sun and moon change
In troubled times, how many beauties are exchanged for a long sigh
Who has ever seen a giant deer break through the Qin Pass?
Thousands of miles of fighting and bloody battles
After all, it’s just a breeze
Wu Yuan's words immediately made everyone feel as if they were visiting the realm of Chu, He and Han in person.
At this time, Ouyang Shishi's piano music sounded. The woman seemed to understand Wu Yuan's story and Wu Yuan's singing. The music of the piano blended into Wu Yuan's singing without any sense of disobedience.
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But at the moment, no one thinks that Ouyang Shishi's accompaniment is such a wonderful thing. Instead, they think that it is Ouyang Shishi's honor to compose such a song.
Even Ouyang Shishi herself thinks so.
Wu Yuan's singing continued, and Wu Yuan was also unusually devoted at this time.
Spear and horse to level the world
This farewell is difficult
With a cry of joy, tears welled up in my eyes
Drink this cup with you, both warm and cold
The west wind keeps blowing memories all night long
Drunk and lighting up the lamp to watch the sword concubine's late dance
As soon as the last note accompanied by a dramatic tune came out, people were immediately refreshed and felt like their scalp was numb.
When the chorus came in, the unique drama directly made everyone's hearts stir.
"This song can still be sung like this?" someone exclaimed, but they were stared back. At the moment, they did not allow anyone to interrupt the song.
Ouyang Shishi's piano sound also became exciting at this time, but who could have known that the beauty playing the piano was in a more exciting mood than the piano music, and tears had even slipped down her cheeks and dripped on the strings.
When Wu Yuan's last paragraph "It's hard to let go of the past, it doesn't matter if our fate is over, I will live with you forever in the next life", the sound of Ouyang Shishi's piano did not stop.
There were many people present who were proficient in music. They knew that Wu Yuan's songs were gone, and now it was just Ouyang's poems that were difficult to understand.
Xin Ruyan and others in the back were already in tears. Ouyang Shishi's feelings were hard to calm down, so why not theirs?
Wu Yuan was also a little sad at this moment, but he was more reminded of his grandfather in his previous life. Grandpa loved listening to operas, especially Farewell My Concubine. Therefore, after listening to it for a long time, he also developed a good opera tune.
Looking at the stars in the distance, he wanted to tell his grandfather that he was now the emperor.
I don’t know if he is worthy of being a hero in Grandpa’s eyes. Maybe he still needs some support, so let’s wait until he can level the world.
Wu Yuan calmed down his mind, and then realized belatedly that the sound of the piano had stopped.
But everyone's eyes were looking at him, as if they were looking at a monster.
Even Li Yindi and Zhao Kuan, who had been ready to find trouble, looked at Wu Yuan in surprise.
Only now did they understand why they had to tell a story before singing. If they didn't tell that story, I'm afraid not many people would understand the song.
Now, the two complement each other and have been sublimated.
Over there, Xiaochun quickly handed over a handkerchief to Ouyang Shishi to wipe the tears on her face, and couldn't help but said: "Miss, I suddenly feel that this poor scholar is not so ugly anymore. His songs are as good as your piano, miss."
What a perfect match."
Hearing Xiaochun's words, Ouyang Shishi's face turned red and she quickly said: "Don't talk nonsense. Today I am the one who got his credit. This song will definitely become famous all over the world."
This is really not an exaggeration by Ouyang Shishi. When Wu Yuan sang, both the story behind it and the unique singing style set a precedent. Likewise, she, the composer of the music, naturally got involved.
Great light.
Xiaochun didn't quite understand it. She just thought it was touching, but she firmly believed in what her young lady said.
So I couldn't help but ask: "Miss, how many points do you plan to give him?"
Xiaochun didn't deliberately avoid the taboo, so everyone heard her words clearly.
Everyone who was still in a state of shock immediately turned to look at Ouyang Shishi.
Nowadays, they are not stupid enough to disgust Wu Yuan. That would be humiliating themselves, but they also do not want Wu Yuan to get high marks because of it.