Like a minor tune?
A very sad minor tune.
This was an imrsive experience, where soone who had just stood up not long ago could sit back down yet forgot to do so, surrounded by echoing lodies.
Another person, though tired of standing, chose to sit.
The mont his bottom touched the seat, it was as if he was electrified, and he plopped firmly onto the chair!
"I play Chopin's Nocturne for you
To commorate my deceased love
With a voice like the night wind
Heartbreak sounds so beautiful
Fingers tapping on the piano keys
The Missing I gave was with great care
Your burial place is called the netherworld."
...
I play Chopin's Nocturne for you?
Who Chopin is might not be the most concerning issue at this mont.
Everyone was just amazed at the wonderful connection between this song and those two piano pieces.
It felt like there were three performances tonight centered around Xian Yu, strung into a line, and this song served as the tail of that line, bringing the three pieces together with an infinitely poetic song!
At this mont.
As the chorus finally started, the sadness deepened.
Ants lingered bloodthirsty, pigeons and vultures scattered, roses lost their red, crows bore to cry, various emotions accumulated and beca tragic yet piercing!
The audience sank deeper!
All the Maestros on site gradually changed their expressions.
So twitched their brows and eyes, so appeared contemplative, so slightly opened their mouths, so breathed faster.
...
At the sa ti.
In different spaces.
Qin, Qi, Chu, Yan, and Han had ti differences.
In so places, it was deep night, while in others, it was dayti.
For instance, a certain dorm room.
It was nightti here, with the song playing on a computer.
"I play Chopin's Nocturne for you
To commorate my deceased love
And for you, I hide my na and play the piano under the moonlight
I still feel the warmth and closeness to your heartbeat
Rembering your bright red lipstick mark."
The students in the dorm who hadn't slept were stirred up, whispering and discussing!
...
Or a certain mall.
It was dayti here, and the custors were shopping in the supermarket, yet the sa song echoed.
"Those wing-broken dragonflies scatter across the forest
And my eyes show not a shred of sympathy
Without you, my tears beco muddy and heartless
Without you, even my smile has a shadow"
So custors quietly asked their companions for the na of the song.
As the companion shook their head, the custor pulled out their phone.
Shazam.
Then the phone screen displayed the words "Nocturne," and the custor swiftly clicked download.
It's really captivating.
It seed like he was moved, leading his companion to do the sa.
...
And at Lin Yuan's ho.
His family was, of course, watching the live broadcast at the Golden Hall.
On stage.
Lin Yuan lost himself in his performance:
"Those wing-broken dragonflies scatter across the forest and my eyes show not a shred of sympathy
Without you, my tears beco muddy and heartless
Without you, even my smile has a shadow
The wind mocks my sadness on the moss-covered rooftop like a dry well without water
I use a tragically beautiful font
To portray the love we regretfully missed."
Through the caras, the audience at the Golden Hall standing still was fully captured!
...
Countless places.
Countless reactions.
The concentrated voices eventually culminated online!
Accompanied by the exclamation "How is there a third Nocturne?" the netizens finished listening to the song.
Wow!
The comnt section was overwheld!
And the comnt that raced to the top in likes was:
"Twelve victories in a row, let's go!"
Needless to say, even for Xian Yu's die-hard fans, even the casual onlookers were inevitably shocked at the mont:
"Is this the third Nocturne?"
"So touching that it makes cry, the prelude alone is killing !"
"Who the hell says Fish Papa has no cards left to play? This doesn't look like having no cards, does it? Throwing three cards in your face and asking if it hurts!"
"No cards, you think you can take out in a second? Damn..."
"What kind of divine work is this, just for the lyrics 'I play Chopin's Nocturne for you' and wrote two explosive piano pieces for the Golden Hall?"
"Who is Chopin?"
"Who knows, just understand it as 'I play Xian Yu's Nocturne' and that's it!"
"I'm convinced by this linkage!"
"Just after releasing 'Blue and White Porcelain' in November, December gave goosebumps all over!"
"Oh my!"
"Quick, look at the Golden Hall, Xian Yu is singing this song live there, and the audience just freaking won't leave!"
...
Golden Hall.
Applause like a tide.
Lin Yuan exited amid the applause.
Backstage at the Golden Hall, the staff stood stunned as they watched Lin Yuan leave, then looked at each other in confusion.
Suddenly.
Soone ca to their senses.
"Hey, sothing's not right!"
"I felt that too, sothing seems off."
Ah!
That's right!
Wasn't Xian Yu supposed to use the closing track to send off the audience?
What was with this reverse operation...
What should have been a performance to send off the audience turned into the audience applauding him off?
Well.
This was the first ti in the history of the Golden Hall that soone turned trash ti into an official performance—
The Golden Legend.
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