Zhang Chao, trembling all over, took out his mobile phone from his body, signaled everyone to stop talking, and then quickly pressed the record button.
At the same time, Liao Yuan closed his eyes, placed his hands flat on the center of the black and white keys, and started playing the first scale.
The next moment is like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.
The tones that emerged stirred the hearts of everyone present and made them tremble in an instant.
In my mind, it seemed like someone was singing.
There seemed to be a huge Bible slowly unfolding in the sky.
Countless golden Sanskrit words emerged from the pages of the book. Each word exuded a simple and vast atmosphere, illuminating the dark earth.
The yellow sand is flying all over the sky, accompanied by the setting sun. Looking around, thousands of ragged Jews, led by Moses, are marching forward in the boundless sea of golden sand...
The sad and exciting melody transformed into countless pictures, playing in a loop in Liao Yuan's mind.
The scales played by his hands are like the sea surface when the tide rises and falls, galloping, roaring, and advancing, so majestic and unstoppable.
Moses, the founder of Judaism and a prophet worshiped by the world, led the enslaved Hebrews into the desert, escaped from ancient Egypt, and headed for the hometown they longed for in an era when people were suffering from the roaring war in Egypt.
However, after more than 40 years of arduous journey, he passed away just as he was about to reach his destination.
A faint sadness filled the air.
Liao Yuan's hands began to open and close on the 88 black and white keys, and countless musical scales flowed out from his fingertips, majestic and yet graceful and delicate.
Just like despair, there is infinite vitality!
Under the yellow sand in the sky, the enslaved people were freed from their bonds, and then walked out of the land of Egypt with perseverance and heads held high, vowing never to return!
Let the rough sand hit your face.
Let the howling wind pierce your body.
Let your dry throat bear the scorching heat.
Let the lone wolf on the mountaintop roar angrily.
At this moment, no one can stop my desire to return to the Holy Land, and no one can try to take away my freedom!
In the dark, it seems as if the gods are singing.
Liao Yuan's fingertips were once again entwined with Xu Mi's holy light, exuding brilliance as he played rapidly.
This situation made Zhang Chao and others emotional and moved to tears.
This is the power of music!
In the distance, the mountains of my hometown are faintly visible!
Kids, run like crazy!
The familiar and long-lost fragrance of my hometown is drifting in the wind!
Dear hometown, wait for me!
I will return to your arms soon and never be separated from you again!
Liao Yuan raised his head and his hands did not move as fast as last time, but every note he played was so sonorous, powerful and persevering!
He closed his eyes and slowly shed a tear as his emotions rose.
His body, like seaweed flying in the music, could not stop the rhythm.
At this moment, he was immersed in the images that kept popping up in his mind, unable to extricate himself!
It was as if he were the enslaved Hebrews, mixed in the long queue, suffering incomprehensible suffering in the world!
Strong wind!
rainstorm!
dark clouds!
Lightning and thunder!
No matter how strong the storm is, it cannot stop the perseverance and determination of the trekkers!
Until the dark clouds dissipated and the first glimmer of light appeared on the horizon...
Liao Yuan's arms slowed down, and in his tearful eyes, he seemed to see the leader, Moses in white, throwing away the scepter in his hand in excitement, opening his arms to welcome the wind of his homeland!
At that moment, the glow was flying all over the sky!
Finally, the song ends.
Zhang Chao couldn't help but shed tears. He said excitedly: "You are as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit. Sir, you are truly a great talent in this world! It is really unimaginable that at your age, you have such magical and magical playing skills.
It's my honor to meet you!"
Liao Yuan put his hands down from the keys, and the moisture in the corners of his eyes made him feel confused again.
He looked at his hands, feeling the boiling blood in his heart, and couldn't help but ask himself: What's wrong with me?
Although he was keen on playing in his previous life, he had never been like this in this life. He would devote himself wholeheartedly to every piece of music he played. His emotions seemed to be immersed in another time and space. In that time and space, he listened from the perspective of God.
Play the story, or experience the story as a person involved.
The melody flowing out of his fingertips was so full of emotion that he felt like he was immersed in the scene, unable to extricate himself.
"Master, what's the name of this piece of music?" Zhang Chao couldn't help but asked again when he saw that Liao Yuan had been silent for a long time.
Liao Yuan came back to his senses and saw everyone looking at him with tears in their eyes, so he smiled and said: "Exodus."
"Kick the cock?" Zhang Chao looked stunned. Is there anyone with this name?
Liao Yuan was speechless.
Miao Bizhu said dumbfounded: "Store manager, Mr. Liao is talking about Exodus!"
"oh oh!"
Zhang Chao said with an embarrassed look: "I'm sorry, I'm so excited. I can still feel the vast and majestic sound of the piano reverberating in my ears. It turns out it's called "Exodus". It's not bad. That's right, Master.
, this piece of music was also composed by you? It’s great! It completely fits the atmosphere of the story of Zhang Qian’s mission to the Western Regions! When listening to the piece, I once thought of the glorious era created by our Han Dynasty more than two thousand years ago.
That splendid civilization, and those great figures! Especially the scene where my ancestors were sent as envoys to the Western Regions for the first time, it once flashed in my mind!"
Miao Bizhu and others also looked adoring.
"It's amazing. The grand pianist's performance really has a different response."
"Store manager, please forward the song to my WeChat account? I must learn this song!"
"This must be a piece of music that will go down in history!"
"The name Exodus is not very nice. I think it is more appropriate to call Zhang Qian the envoy to the Western Regions!"
Hearing the clerk's words, Zhang Chao suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, master, since this song is your original creation, why not call it "Zhang Qian's Mission to the Western Regions"? Or "The Journey to the Western Regions"? This is more in line with "The Journey to the Western Regions".
The atmosphere of "Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty" can also give the Chinese people the greatest space for imagination. The most important thing is that it will definitely increase the chance of passing this piece! Director Zhang will definitely like it too!"
Liao Yuan's emotions were almost calmed down, and he stood up: "In my heart, it is called "Exodus". This song comes from the story of the biblical character Moses, who led the Hebrews to escape from slavery in ancient Egypt.
, to find the homeland in our hearts. It is with this historical background that "Exodus" can show its grand side. Of course, music is ever-changing and will show a different side in everyone's heart, so the name is not