Chapter 39: The Peak

Shen Mandong devoted himself wholeheartedly, half-knelt on the ground, and sang passionately. Finally, the last long tune was sung...... She trembled and put down the microphone, tears of excitement falling uncontrollably.

This concert, because of this song, because of this transcendent perfect fit, achieved the greatest success.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The applause was like a rising wave, one after the other, and thousands of people called out for "Encore" and they stood up and applauded hoarsely.

Everyone's eyes were red and excited, they looked at the stage with burning eyes, undoubtedly, this was the most exciting concert in Shen Mandong's life!

Shen Mandong said: "Thank you for your enthusiasm, I didn't expect that it would burn to this point tonight, I believe everyone is also curious, who is this boy who accompanied me just now......

There was a scream from below.

Shen Mandong smiled brightly, "He is a talented guitarist and my friend. Now, I would like to solemnly introduce to the world the name of this genius, and he is called ...... Ogawa!"

The screams almost overflowed Shen Mandong's voice, and Ying Xiaochuan was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that Shen Mandong would prepare such a big gift for him.

Shen Mandong turned his head and smiled softly at Xiao Chuan: "Xiao Chuan, have you heard the voices of fans and friends?"

Ying Xiaochuan looked at her.

"They want us to do one more song. ”

As soon as the words fell, the screams of the fans were about to tear off the roof of the entire stadium.

"I have a song called "Trace", it is a song from my first album, I like it very much, I will perform this song with Ogawa and give it to everyone. ”

After Shen Mandong finished speaking, he walked up to Ying Xiaochuan and asked with the microphone: "Xiaochuan, are you willing to use the pipa to cooperate with me to complete this "Trace"?"

This song is the song in Shen Mandong's first album, and it is also her only ancient song.

"It's a great honor. Ying Xiaochuan smiled and said slowly.

Zhang Zhe came up and handed him a pipa.

The bottom of the stage was boiling in an instant.

"I'm not mistaken, this is the pipa? This little brother can also play the pipa?"

"Pipa and guitar are completely two styles, I can't imagine how such a cool little brother who plays the guitar will play the pipa!

"If he plays the lute as well as the guitar, he's a real genius!"

"No, the two tunes he just made are unique, he's already a genius!"

Ying Xiaochuan's fingers were familiar with the strings, and after a while, a murmuring music was transmitted.

An antique picture is immediately presented in front of you.

"He really can play the lute!"

"It's so good! I never knew that the pipa could make such a beautiful sound. ”

"The pipa was originally a famous musical instrument in ancient times, and there are many pipa songs that have been handed down, all of which are very good. ”

"I think this little brother is playing, he must be no weaker than those people!"

As the melody progresses, the sense of the picture is cathartic, and everyone present seems to be in a picture scroll hundreds of years ago.

Above the river, a flat boat, the girl in Tsing Yi stood at the bow of the boat and looked into the distance, she held a handful of bamboo Xiao in her hand, and was going in the direction of the sunset, the evening breeze blew the skirt, and the time was frozen at this moment.

"The green mountains are as far as eyebrows, the boat is fluttering into the river, I am looking for you, and you leave a letter alone......"

Shen Mandong's singing voice sounded, blending into the situation, singing the girl's inner wandering, dazed.

Ying Xiaochuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Shen Mandong was only a teenager when she debuted, and her first album was tailor-made for her at that time, telling about the feelings of a girl.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, Shen Mandong sang this song again, and it was as pure and moving as it was back then.

It can be seen that the big dye vat in the entertainment industry does not pollute the real Shen Mandong.

Ying Xiaochuan closed his eyes slightly, plucked the strings, and when playing this song, he used some techniques, which were written by Fuqin Fairy in the "Catalogue of Famous Songs of the Three Realms", and while absorbing famous songs, he also integrated those skills by the way.

This move immediately caused a sensation, everyone was led away by his performance, and slowly even Shen Mandong couldn't keep up, or rather, she was slammed out by the picture constructed by Ying Xiaochuan, and she couldn't get into his realm at all.

Suddenly, the wind and waves overturned the girl's boat, and the girl fell into the water and was rescued by the passing young general. In order to repay the kindness, the girl followed the general and used her medical skills to cure diseases and save people, and she followed her for several years.

The war is chaotic, the lives are in ruins, the general is leaving, he is going to the border to fight, and this time the girl can no longer follow him. Before leaving, the general made an agreement with her that the war would be peaceful within three years.

Three years and three years, the general never returned. Gradually, no more news came from the border gates about him.

The girl didn't wait any longer, she picked up her bags and said she was going to walk all over the landscape.

Another year passed, and she endured all the hardships and finally came to the border, but what she was waiting for was the news of his death.

The girl didn't believe it, but continued to search, and this search was ten years.

Ten years later, the girl heard the story of the young general in a teahouse, and one of them mentioned that she had a relationship with the general in the desert.

He was wounded and had trouble with his legs and feet, so he settled there, alone.

The girl went to look for it without hesitation, she came to the desert, but she didn't know that there were murderous opportunities buried everywhere, and she did not escape a sudden storm.

She was left in the desert forever.

When the song was played, I don't know when it stopped, and all that reverberated in the stadium was the sound of the pipa.

No one spoke, everyone held their breath and listened, they were all caught in the situation, watching the girl search year after year, watching the girl finally die in the storm.

Hopelessness, dazedness, loneliness, waiting.

Some people sobbed, some wept, and some people trembled with emotion, but they didn't notice. The diva's singing has disappeared.

The performer on the stage is a little-known young man who is even more dazzling than the emperor's superstar at this moment!