Chapter 1189: Chapter 1021 Jiu Er, I Will Take You Away_3 Chapter 1189: Chapter 1021 Jiu Er, I Will Take You Away_3 The scene was exactly the sa!
All the audience were infected, and the seven judges’ bodies tensed up in an instant, covered in goosebumps, with one thought in their minds:
How can the suona be so heart-stirringly impactful!
Even those audiences in the live streaming rooms who previously looked down on the suona, finding it too rustic and tacky, were dumbstruck, trembling in body and soul under the overwhelming power of the suona!
“Art!”
“The suona is art!”
“Divine assistance!”
“My God!”
“Shocked!!!”
“What the heck is this!”
“Sent away!”
“Directly sent away by the suona!”
“To the heavens!”
Almost simultaneously, every live streaming room exploded!
The charm of the suona as an instrunt was fully blossoming at this mont, its divine assisting effect, allowing Jiang Kui’s singing to burst forth with dazzling brilliance!
Intoxicated!
Everyone was intoxicated!
Even the previously confident Su Juan was completely in a trance at this mont, not knowing whether she was shocked by the suona or scared by the song!
This competition is suspenseful!
The suona was like a masterstroke!
Su Juan’s confidence was severely shaken.
And just as Su Juan’s confidence wavered, Jiang Kui’s fourth rendition began!
She didn’t even wait for the suona to finish!
She just burst forth amidst the suona’s sound!
As if to compete with the soul-stirring suona!
“Sorghum matures with red filling the sky!!!”
Jiang Kui’s voice directly overwheld the suona, leaving it with no fight left!
To those unaware, it seed as though the suona had stopped, yet its lingering tones could be heard everywhere in the lyrics!
Whoosh!
On the big stage screen, the wind ca blowing again!
As if the seasons were changing and ti flowing, where green turns to yellow, the years sing!
The lush sorghum fields had turned red, like a scenery dyed with blood!
Sorghum!
Ripe!
Jiang Kui, as if stepping on the ripe sorghum field, sang to the audience, to the judges, to Su Juan:
“Jiu Er, I send you afar…”
Su Juan’s confidence shattered, her soul shaken!
Her mouth agape, unable to close, matched perfectly with the fierce expressions of the seven judges beside her!
Listen.
What is this “Jiu Er, I send you afar”?
Bloody hell, more like “Jiang Kui sends you afar”!
The ultimate high notes, like a cry, like a roar, like a wail, brought with them an unprecedented surge!
“Sorghum matures with red filling the sky!!!!”
At the arrival of the song’s highest note, the suona seed to extinguish altogether!
The emotion and montum gathered in the entire song exploded in this line, striking the soul!
Su Juan’s spirit completely shattered!
Her pride in her high notes was utterly crushed by this line, without rcy!
…
The mountains and fields of her hotown were filled with the scent of jujube flowers.
Even we at the bottom, carry that sa yearning for a better life.
Jiang Kui recalled the story the representative had shared with her…
Such good sorghum!
Such fine crops!
Such potent alcohol!
Such fiery won!
If there were no invaders!
If there were no beasts worse than animals!
Jiang Kui’s eyes reddened, her emotions deepened as she staggered and slipped, her voice steady, her breath unwavering:
“Jiu Er, I send you afar…”
Like a whisper, her lingering voice floated above the stage.
On the stage screen, the sorghum field suddenly lit up with a fire, as though appearing at the end of the horizon.
At this mont, many in the audience, perhaps still not understanding the story of the red sorghum, were completely taken over and conquered by these emotions…
And during Jiang Kui’s performance.
In Qin Continent’s live streaming room.
Lin Yuan’s story was also coming to an end:
“Jiu Er died on this land, with her deepest love for this place, perished together with the cold-blooded enemies, her choice was like The Opera Perforr’s Sacrifice, blooming and withering in the blazing fire as radiant as sorghum…”
At that mont.
Qin Continent’s live streaming room fell silent.
Only after three seconds, it erupted in an uproar!
Pudding was listening intently to Xian Yu’s story, and at this mont he was moved:
“Jiang Kui’s first rendition was like a whisper, like a young girl’s bashful parting with her lover;
The second rendition was like that of a young wife sending off her beloved, less shy, more strong;
Then ca a humd interlude, signifying the growth of life.
The third rendition was clearly that of a fully matured woman, bravely facing life’s misfortunes, strongly confronting her lover’s departure to war;
The fourth rendition fully transcended the third, with majestic and tragic high notes, conjuring the image of a woman sacrificing herself in the face of the enemy;
The final low note of the song displayed the heroes’ and heroines’ longing for their hotown and relatives, the ache of parting that resides in the heart of the ordinary people.
Listening to the whole song is like reading a long novel.
The transformation from a girl to a mature woman, the struggle against beauty and suffering, the evolution from innocence to reason, the conflict between sacrifice and reluctance.
I wonder if my understanding is correct?”
Lin Yuan said: “A thousand listeners may have a thousand versions of ‘Jiu Er,’ what you feel is right, is right.”
“This is art.”
Fragrant spoke, tears brimming in her eyes, not knowing if she was moved by the brief story or touched by the song.
…
Online.
Qin, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei!
In the seven live streaming rooms, the barrage was so nurous it was uncountable, even more furious than in Qin Continent’s room!
The audience here hadn’t heard the story told by Xian Yu; their focus was entirely on Jiang Kui’s performance!
“srized!”
“So impactful!”
“Shivering in my very soul!”
“After listening to this song, my palms are sweating!”
“What kind of high notes are these!”
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