The sudden change from heaven to hell made everyone change their color in shock and scream in surprise. The world in front of everyone's eyes has also changed from a fairyland with birds singing and fragrant flowers to a Shura hell with fierce flames.
Terrible!
Tremble!
Han Qingwu, who was standing on the side of the stage, shook her body and suddenly fell to the ground. Although her eyes turned into a terrifying hell scene at this moment, it was not this that frightened her, but the memory fragments bursting out in her mind.
The cold windy mountain top!
Snowy glaciers!
There were familiar and unfamiliar faces, and figures with the power to destroy the world. She couldn't distinguish reality from fiction. She didn't know why these fragmentary pictures appeared in her mind.
The vast sky.
Terrifying lightning struck down, and shocking thunder exploded. The speed of the wind, the violence of the rain, the roar of thunder, and the raging electricity. Horrifying images form an apocalyptic world.
She saw it.
Seeing this apocalyptic world, a majestic figure stood in the sky, swept by sword shadows in the sky, destroying the siege of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and sweeping away the waves of doomsday.
"No… "
Han Qingwu saw herself and those men who possessed the power to destroy the world. At this moment, she didn't know why she was in so much pain that she wanted to die immediately, but she still launched an attack on that majestic figure.
"Zheng..."
The last thunderous piano note exploded in Han Qingwu's ears. Submerged by the wave of pain, the memory fragments in her mind turned into starlight and disappeared, and the hellish world in front of her became fragmented. As her consciousness darkened, she passed out instantly.
Inside the auditorium.
Everyone had their eyes closed, their faces were filled with deep sorrow, and tears were falling down their faces. Their frowns slowly relaxed, but after the music completely dissipated, the whole scene became deathly silent. At this time, even if a pin drops on the ground, it will be heard clearly.
After Feng Yaoqin.
Tang Xiu slowly raised his head. When he subconsciously raised his arm and touched his face, he realized that at some point, two lines of clear tears had slipped down his face. His eyes slowly swept towards the people in the audience. When his consciousness was released instantly, he saw familiar faces.
"Um?"
Tang Xiu suddenly frowned, reached out to grab Feng Yao Qin, and walked towards Han Qingwu on the side of the performance stage. Without anyone noticing, Tang Xiu's fingers touched several acupuncture points on Han Qingwu's body. After a few clicks, he quickly disappeared through the backstage side door.
"What's wrong with me?"
Chi Nan was the first to wake up in the aisle behind the auditorium. When she opened her eyes, she didn't bother to wipe the tears on her face. She looked up behind the performance stage, her face was slightly startled, and she found that the performance stage had already been waiting for a long time. The boss is gone.
"What kind of power was that just now?"
Chi Nan's heart was trembling, and her eyes were shining with awe. She was sure that the sound of her boss's piano just now was definitely weird. She had experienced countless fights, and had even thought that if she heard the sound of the piano during the fight, and her energy was so deluded, she would be like a lamb to be slaughtered, with no power to fight back.
before.
Although she was in awe of Tang Xiu, it was because of Tang Xiu's identity. But now, she was in awe of Tang Xiu, which was Tang Xiu's terrifying method.
at the same time.
On the other side of the performance stage, Zhang Xinya had woken up. She quickly scanned the stage, but did not see Tang Xiu. At this moment, she could still hear her "pounding" heartbeat, and felt a slight chill in her body.
She had seen Tang Xiu's terror. When she was in Hong Kong, Tang Xiu's cruel killing methods were deeply imprinted in her mind. Tonight, after experiencing the beauty of fairyland, she experienced the horror of hell. There was even a deep sadness in her heart that could not be let go for a long time.
Before, she had never thought that she could reach such a state by playing the piano. The world outlined by the piano sounds was almost like reality, making people feel like they were there.
In the audience.
Yue Kai, Hu Qingsong and others woke up slowly. After they discovered that Tang Xiu had disappeared on the stage, they all raised their arms and wiped away the tears from their eyes.
"Why do you feel so uncomfortable?"
Hu Qingsong muttered in his thick Northeastern accent.
Xue Chao nodded and said, "It's very depressing. I feel so sad."
Yue Kai looked around and found that the people around him were like him. Almost everyone was wiping away tears, and the sadness on their faces did not fade away. He raised his hand to hold his chest and murmured: "To play the piano to this extent, is it unprecedented for Mr. Tang? I never believed that music can shake people's souls, or that music can make people feel happy. It’s an illusion, but I believe it now.”
Hu Qingsong, Xue Chao and others turned their heads and looked at Yue Kai's expression. Hu Qingsong said: "Me too. Boss Tang plays so well. He made me feel like wonderland and hell."
"Me too! Boss Tang will be my idol from now on!" Xue Chao nodded heavily and slowly gave a thumbs up.
Another direction.
Jiang Feiyan wiped away the tears on her face, reached out and grabbed Li Xinjie's arm, and said with a hint of sob in her voice: "Xinjie, why do I feel so sad?"
Li Xinjie glanced at her with complicated eyes, and said with a bit of sadness: "We are affected by the sound of the piano. I just observed that everyone is almost the same as us. Tang Xiu's piano skills are so amazing, he is simply a master of piano music. aspect of God.”
god
Mu Wanying, who was sitting quietly aside, feeling particularly intense heart palpitations, suddenly felt that Li Xinjie's description was so appropriate. Yes, Tang Xiu is indeed a god when it comes to playing the guqin.
besides…
And he is also a god in calligraphy and painting.
"How can there be such a powerful man in the world? Like a god? When I meet him in this life, can I still fall in love with other men?" Mu Wanying's mouth suddenly showed a bit of bitterness, and she said no Unexplained emotions grew in the deepest part of her heart.
Another place.
Yi Lianyan's eyes were filled with tears. After experiencing the taste of heaven and hell, she suddenly realized that she knew too little about Tang Xiu.
This music, these lyrics.
She didn't know how to describe it. The urge to rush out and find Tang Xiu was particularly strong at this time.
On the stage.
The host wiped away the tears on her face, quickly adjusted her emotions, and came to the top with the microphone. She looked at the school leaders and students below who had still sad expressions, and remained silent for a few seconds. Zhong asked slowly: "What do you think of classmate Tang Xiu's guqin playing and singing?"
Ten seconds.
For more than ten seconds, no one responded. Everyone was adjusting their emotions and reminiscing about the scene they had just experienced.
finally.
A leader of Shanghai University stood up from his chair and said in a deep voice: "Okay, very good. I have listened to the guqin playing and singing countless times, but none of them can compare with the level of classmate Tang Xiu."
applause.
Immediately afterwards, applause continued to join in. Just ten seconds later, the applause in the auditorium was already extremely loud. Everyone is applauding and everyone is amazed.
applause.
Han Qingwu was awakened from a coma.
"What's wrong with me?"
Han Qingwu opened her eyes and found herself in a dark place, while the entire auditorium was echoing with thunderous applause. She propped up her arms and sat up with difficulty.
suddenly.
A deep feeling of sadness surged in her heart. At the same time, her body froze, and memory fragments kept flashing in her mind. Just like the memory fragments she had while listening to the music, she saw many scenes, saw many people whose faces were not very clear, and also saw herself.
But.
These memory fragments are not coherent, as if looking at a photo. Those photos are very familiar, yet very strange.
"What on earth are these?"
Han Qingwu felt a splitting headache, and she couldn't help but cover her head with both hands. She desperately wanted to see more memory fragments. However, when the series of patterns disappeared, she had a headache and couldn't remember what those pictures were about.
immediately.
She slowly stood up and walked backstage with a pale face. She didn't realize that at this moment, her whole body was soaked with sweat, and her legs were shaking slightly when she walked.
Boys dormitory building.
Tang Xiu leaned against his Land Rover and looked at Chi Nan who came quickly after receiving his call. He reached out and handed the Feng Yao Qin to her and said, "Take it back! Return it to Wei Jiangping tomorrow."
Chi Nan took it with complicated eyes. Looking at Tang Xiu's indifferent expression, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, your playing is really great. But, I'm a little confused."
Tang Xiu said: "Say it!"
Chi Nan said: "Your piano and singing were originally full of happiness and joy. But why did the mood change drastically later? The mood of "Fairy Dream" should sound beautiful, right?"
Tang Xiu said calmly: "My heart was touched and the bullet missed."
Chi Nan suddenly realized, but fear grew in his heart. She didn't know what happened to Tang Xiu, but she was certain that it was an extremely tragic and tragic story.
"Boss, I'll go back first."
"Let's go!"
Tang Xiu waved his hand, stretched out his hand to take out a cigarette and lit it. Watching Chi Nan disappear into the dark night in the distance, he suddenly laughed at himself: He thought he could suppress that emotion, but he failed. Fortunately, Qinyin's artistic conception did not contain any offensive means, otherwise everyone in the auditorium tonight would have become idiots!
Shaked his head.
Tang Xiu originally wanted to drive away now and go to the Xinglan Villa area to wait for Zhang Xinya, but he remembered that he had thrown the car keys to Yue Kai, so he turned around and walked into the dormitory building.
Emotional lines.
If you keep cutting, it will become messy.
Therefore, he will definitely put it down for the time being, no longer think about it, no longer think about it. One day in the future, when he has enough strength to solve the problem, he will awaken Han Qingwu's memory, figure everything out, and solve everything.