Quiescence.

The huge stadium, with thousands of spectators, was silent.

Everyone felt ......

Frightened.

then

It is also unknown who started the applause.

At first the stars set, then the thunder roared!

"Good archery!"

"Haha, win, win, it's really the king of the sky!"

"Lu Xiao, you are so handsome, so handsome that you are bubbling, I want to give you a monkey!"

Feng University students, suppressed for a long time,

The moment finally erupted, and the frenzied cheers celebrated.

The teachers and students of Seoul National University were all pale.

Lee Myung-hwan was defeated,

There is not a single bit of suspense.

Completely crushed.

The momentum brought by the first two wins and one draw,

Completely withered.

Lu Xiao...... Is it so powerful?"

Lin Luoran's mouth opened slightly, and he also felt that he was frightened.

At first, she was worried that Lu Xiao would lose,

Now I know,

My own worries are completely unnecessary.

Xia Qingxuan felt that her cheeks were hot.

Finally understood,

Why didn't Lu Xiao pay attention to her just now?

It turned out to be the same as many times before,

The self-righteous person has never been Lu Xiao, but just her.

Li Chenguang's face was extremely pale.

Xia Qingxuan's feelings for this kid are very unusual.

How did he endure it?

already regards Lu Xiao as his biggest rival.

And at this moment,

His rival in love,

is in the limelight and admired by thousands of people!

……

After a while, a school doctor entered the scene, hurriedly carried the unconscious Li Minghuan out.

Because of Lu Xiao's big victory, Huo Yingdong came with confidence.

If he wins the instrument again, Feng Da will not be able to turn the tables!

The one who is disgraced is Seoul National University!

He walked to Han Jae-wook, whose face was ugly:

"Teacher Han, the next game is a musical instrument, can you start?"

Han Jae-wook calmed down:

"Of course. ”

He looked at a charming and extremely beautiful girl beside him:

"Zheng Xiuyan, are you confident in the next game?"

Zheng Xiuyan smiled, breathtaking:

"Teacher Han, don't worry, we will definitely win the next game. ”

Han Jae-wook nodded, also full of confidence.

Only he knows,

The true identity of the girl Jung so-yeon.

She is the state religion of Goryeo, the holy daughter of the Witch God Cult.

There is a transcendent power that mortals can hardly imagine and contend with.

The instrument she learned was the ancient flute.

There is a magic that shakes people's hearts.

Once it blows, it can make people flutter and forget themselves.

It is by no means an ordinary person who can be defeated by pure skill.

"Teacher Huo, the instrument we chose is the ancient flute, what about your side?"

Han Jae-wook asked.

Huo Yingdong looked at Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao said:

"Then I'm also an ancient flute. ”

"This kid doesn't have any aura fluctuations on his body, he is just an ordinary person, and he dares to provoke me, it's really ...... Look for death!"

Zheng Xiuyansi had a murderous intention in her heart.

Obviously, she thinks that Lu Xiao's choice of the same musical instrument as her is a provocation to her.

She is the holy daughter of the state religion of Goryeo: the Witch God Cult.

The ancient flute in her hand is not an ordinary flute, but a "magic weapon".

Once blown, it can confuse people's minds.

As long as she has a heart,

When the competition is later, with some means, you can turn that hateful Chinese boy into an idiot!

She took out an ancient flute as white as jade from her arms, and said coldly:

"Can we begin?"

Lu Xiao nodded.

asked Huo Yingdong to find an ancient flute and signaled that Zheng Xiuyan could start.

"This classmate, be careful. ”

Zheng Xiuyan smiled and began to play the flute.

But I saw that her cheeks were white and red, like the morning glow reflecting the sun.

The eyes are as clear as a cold pool, as bright as two morning stars, and the corners of the mouth are upturned, like a smile but not a smile, and they want to drop.

Then there was an ethereal and melodious flute sound.

Like a Sanskrit song, like an oracle.

It is like a long wind, blowing lightly, such as resentment, such as admiration, such as crying.

Everyone was in a trance,

I just flew into a fairyland.

There are fairy shoulder straps and seven treasures, wearing five-colored feather coats, thousands of swirls, all day long.

The sky is darkened, and the earth is darkened.

The sun and the moon are tarnished by it.

The crowd was all intoxicated and reveled.

An old professor who is proficient in music theory exclaimed:

"This ...... Isn't this the "Song of the Neon Clothes and Feathers" that has long been lost? I can't imagine that such a divine comedy will still be inherited in Goryeo!"

"Oh my God, it's so good, this is the sound of nature, and it is a sound that should never exist in the world. ”

"As soon as this song comes out, there is no song in the world...... Lu Xiao, it is impossible to win this Zheng Xiuyan girl!"

Several old professors at Feng University who are proficient in classical music were all shocked.

Who would have thought that

Zheng Xiuyan will lose the thousand-year-old "Song of Ni Clothes and Feathers"?

Lu Xiao listened,

But he frowned slightly.

How could he not know "The Song of Neon Clothes and Feathers"?

In fact

This piece was composed by him and the great musician Li Guinian back then.

The original intention was to use this song to compose the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty for future generations to admire.

Who knew that Li Longji listened to this song, and danced again, calling Li Guinian to play all day long, and Yang Guifei danced with him.

A famous song, a wild dance, exhausted the vitality of the prosperous Tiantang Dynasty.

After the Anshi Rebellion, no one played the "Song of Ni Clothes and Feathers".

Later, Du Fu met Li Guinian in the south of the Yangtze River, and he also wrote a poem.

"It is common to see it in King Qi's house, and Cui Jiutang has heard it a few times before. It is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is a good time to fall in the flowers. ”

The bitterness and emotion between the lines are understood better by no one than Lu Xiao.

Everyone was intoxicated.

Lu Xiao shouted:

"I have been silent in China for a hundred years, and today coincides with the great changes that have not been seen in a thousand years, if you want to reproduce the prosperity of the Han and Tang dynasties, how can you need such a glamorous voice that will consume your will?"

"Gentlemen, listen to Lu Xiao's song!"

As he drank loudly like an ancient god, the intoxicated crowd suddenly sobered up.

Listening to Zheng Xiuyan's "Neon Clothes and Feather Song" again, although I still think it sounds good, I no longer have that feeling of intoxication, and even a little disgusted.

Oh, yes

Today's China, coinciding with changes unseen in a thousand years, after hundreds of years of silence, to re-emerge and reproduce the prosperity of the Han and Tang dynasties, where is the need for such a glamorous sound?

Why did the Tang Dynasty fall?

Yin Jian is not far away!

Look at Lu Xiao again,

Everyone was attracted to him.

I only feel that his whole temperament has been sublimated to another realm.

The monks looked at him like a Buddha.

The world regards it as a fairy.

Heaven and earth are all in one.

Men, women and children all want to hear his heart.

Lu Xiao picked up the ancient flute and began to play.

The first note is extremely high, the lonely cloud is glazed, high-pitched and ethereal, and breathtaking.

Then it falls straight down and turns into a bass tact.

In dense places, the needle cannot be inserted.

Where it is open, the sky can tolerate it.

The artistic conception is incomparably grand, like a giant bird.

Hit the water for 3,000 miles, and sway for nine days!

Everyone listened, their hearts were surging, and they only felt that their chests were boiling, and they couldn't help but be excited.

All the Yanhuang bloodlines heard Lu Xiao's heart.

The general has fought a hundred battles, and the old man is extinct.

This is the blood we once had!

Stop fighting for martial arts, and don't do anything about the mountains.

This is the heart we once had!

Write a thousand lines in one go,

Creation is a furnace, yin and yang are charcoal,

once ordered Huang Ting to change the white crane, believing that there is madness in the world.

This is the domineering we have had!

This Kyushu is vast,

Up and down for 5,000 years,

A vein.

Once the Long Street Night Market,

I have seen the desolation of the river,

It has not changed for a thousand years, and China is not young!

this

It is the soul of China.

this

It is the bone of China!

We are inclusive,

We are generous and open-minded,

We have nothing to fear,

We are invincible!

The artistic conception expressed in Lu Xiao's song,

is the real soul of Chinese culture,

Where is the beautiful sound played by Zheng Xiuyan, which can be compared?!

The song is called: Thousand Autumn Style!

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[On a new day, continue to ask for tickets, please everyone.] 】