Chapter 180 Is This a Song Written by a Human?

Lu Xuan's singing harmonized with Su Yao's zither.

They complemented each other.

And enhanced each other.

Making the entire piece the best performance of the music festival in an instant.

Everyone was incredibly shocked.

"Who are these two? Could some underground musicians have come to blow up the place?"

"If they were really musicians, why would they give up this chance to show off?"

"This song is so good. I've never heard it before."

"Maybe it's an original!"

"I hope there's a recording. I want to listen to it every day."

"Is this song called Qing Hua Ci (Blue and White Porcelain)? It's so beautiful!"

The lyrics and music were exquisite.

Even ordinary audience members were now immersed in it.

Not to mention He Fei.

He sat below the stage.

Actually, the moment he heard Su Yao play the zither and the prelude began,

He knew this was the best performance of the day.

He Fei had never imagined that someone could be so talented.

When he heard Lu Xuan explaining things to Su Yao backstage, he could feel it.

This person must be very skilled with instruments.

Even if he was being humble, he wasn't stupid; he couldn't possibly not feel it.

He Fei listened to the melody of the song, and his heart was filled with emotion.

Lost in thought.

All his memories, good and bad, came rushing back.

And when Lu Xuan's voice appeared,

Although he didn't use flowery language,

Every description made it seem as if they could see the blue and white porcelain before their eyes.

Making people intoxicated by it.

And because of the melody, the whole song not only showed the blue and white porcelain, but also one's beloved.

Although this relationship had to end,

But for them, it was an indispensable part of their lives.

Many people had already taken out their phones to start recording.

Some were so shocked that they only recorded half of it.

On various platforms.

Today was like New Year's.

A large number of users were uploading videos.

And it was different people uploading videos from different angles, but with very similar content.

The staff responsible for reviewing the content had listened to "Qing Hua Ci" at least tens of thousands of times.

The song was indeed very good.

So good that when they went to report to their superiors,

They couldn't help but start humming the song.

Completely brainwashed.

For the next few days, Qing Hua Ci (Blue and White Porcelain) will probably be a popular trend on all the major websites.

This is just the beginning!

The whole song was not very long.

But for everyone, it was not the case at all.

They wouldn't get tired of listening to such a good song even a hundred times.

They hoped that Lu Xuan would continue singing.

"A 素胚(su pei) sketch outlines the delicate strokes of blue and white, the peonies painted on the vase are like your initial makeup..."

This first line of lyrics completely amazed He Fei.

Including the host Eryue (February) sitting next to him listening to the song.

The host's name was Eryue (February), and he was a music blogger on Site A.

Because of his pleasant voice and good personality, he was loved by many viewers.

He felt that participating in the music festival as a host this time was the luckiest thing for him.

He even wanted to go back and cover this song.

But now, he didn't have time to think too much and just wanted to listen to the song carefully.

Because such beautiful music is precious at any time.

"The celadon glaze awaits the misty rain, and I am waiting for you,

The moonlight is salvaged, blurring the ending,

Like the heirloom blue and white porcelain, self-admiring in its beauty,

Your eyes carry a smile..."

Lu Xuan continued to sing.

In the middle part, Su Yao even added some melodies to it.

After all, Lu Xuan's original tune should have been accompanied by a variety of instruments to be more perfect.

But now, the only background music Lu Xuan had on stage was Su Yao's zither.

Su Yao said that she had only studied it for a few years.

But her strength proved everything.

Without looking at the score or even playing it for the first time,

She could not only remember the whole song,

At the same time, it can be adapted into a version more suitable for the zither.

But it would not change the charm of the song itself.

"The line 'The celadon glaze awaits the misty rain' is too beautiful. I just sent it to my mom, and she asked me who the singer was and why he was wearing a mask."

"Hahaha, my dad said I finally have taste!"

"I accidentally shared it to the family group. I thought they were going to scold me for sharing strange songs all day long, but now they say I'm doing a good job and ask me who the singer is and how he can be so good. I said that person is just an ordinary person participating in the music festival, and they don't believe it."

"I think that sentence is even better: 'Smoke curls up, thousands of miles across the river.' Don't you think that sentence is particularly artistic?"

"Which line of this song isn't artistic?"

Everyone was silent for a while.

It seemed maybe, possibly, it was true that there wasn't one!

This was embarrassing!

Many audience members under the stage were even arguing about which line of Qing Hua Ci (Blue and White Porcelain) was the best.

They were even arguing fiercely with each other.

It was a pity that even the most beautiful music, after singing the last word and playing the last note,

Would also completely return to calmness.

On the stage.

After singing the last word, Lu Xuan, who was wearing a fox mask, made no more sound.

Only Su Yao's zither was silently ending.

The whole process was done in one go.

She thought to herself that she was still good. After so many days, she was still not too bad.

That's great!

Su Yao was happy in her heart. She didn't look at what the people under the stage looked like at the first time.

Instead, she looked at Lu Xuan.

The two of them had always been together.

No matter when, Lu Xuan always wanted to show the most perfect moment.

Su Yao and Lu Xuan cooperated so perfectly.

The silence under the stage was terrifying.

Su Yao was wondering if there was something wrong with her performance.

Why wasn't anyone making a sound?

If they really hated them, they could just say so directly.

Lu Xuan was not so worried.

He felt that it must be because he had performed so well that everyone was shocked.

As long as they gave everyone a little time, he believed that they would soon return to normal.

The silent venue.

All of a sudden, it was as if everyone had left.

Su Yao walked to Lu Xuan's side worriedly.

Why was there no applause for such a good song?

Or, should they go down?

Lu Xuan took Su Yao's hand and the two looked at each other.

He whispered to Su Yao: "Don't worry too much, there won't be any problems."

"I know, it's just not what I expected."

Sure enough, you can't have too high expectations.

Such a good song, it will definitely be liked by everyone!

Su Yao was thinking in her heart.

Lu Xuan hugged her waist again and gave her a deep look.

"Let's go, we should go down!"