"He actually wants to play Chu Ge...Is he crazy..." Next to James, a middle-aged woman's lips trembled: "Why should he play Chu Ge?"

Looking at the middle-aged woman whose lips were trembling, James raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "Is this Chu Ge... difficult?"

"Do you know the allusion of being surrounded by enemies?"

"I know, the allusion of Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu, has been learned in this world history." James smiled and said, "A very powerful man, he is surrounded by the city and is still fearless in the face of enemy troops at the city. He is worthy of being a person who has implemented the word "Overlord" throughout his life. I admire him very much..."

"Yes, this Chu Song describes the overlord Xiang Yu being attacked from all sides and ended up in the hero's end. He remembers other emotions. The guqin is a very magical instrument that can vent the player's emotions in the form of a zither, but the premise is... the player has such emotions." The middle-aged woman sighed: "Chu Song, Chu Song, let alone young people, even some people who have experienced vicissitudes cannot really play it out. This Taoist is giving up on himself when playing Chu Song. He has never thought of truly presenting this song."

After hearing the middle-aged woman's words, James shook his head and looked at the stage with some disappointment.

"If you know that you are not as good as others, you should leave the stage honestly. Why play emotions that you cannot control yourself... Actually, I can understand your thoughts. We took out the Ninth Symphony, which is the most satisfactory answer sheet. If you surpass us, you also want to take out the song that you cannot control for the time being... The difference is that I succeeded and you failed."

James began to sigh again, and began to sigh why the gap between people is so big.

Sure enough, when the Chu Ge was rising, everyone present who could understand the guqin frowned.

No, there is no end to the hero of the Western Chu King, and I remember other emotions.

It's just a dry guqin, and its techniques are pretty good.

“The level of university club enthusiasts.”

On the other side, Xiaoqing also said, "It's cold, this Chu Ge is playing... It's not so good. How long has it been since he played the guqin?"

However, at this moment, Zhang Xingda next to him suddenly became dull, his eyes blurred and intent.

"Xingda? What's wrong with you..." Xiaoqing noticed that her boyfriend's face was a little wrong and quickly said, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhang Xingda looked dazed and murmured.

"I just heard a different sound...in this piano, a different sound."

Xiaoqing wanted to say something, but suddenly shed a dull look.

There was a sound in my ears, like thunder.

Crazy, unruly, confident voice.

[What I do is justice.]

...

At the same time, the others present also felt something was wrong.

"Do you think...the sound of the guqin changes while playing?"

"Wait a minute...he is getting better!"

"The technique is still the same, but the emotions seem to have changed a little..."

More and more people hear different sounds in their ears.

"I can't hear anything..." James was about to smile when he felt a sound in his ear.

[What I do is justice.]

James suddenly became stunned.

The piano music continued, and the sound in my ears became louder and louder.

Finally, James suddenly fell to the ground.

The scene in front of me has changed a little...

It's an illusion.

It's a person's back.

A person is facing many, many people, overwhelming people.

The man standing alone did not seem weak and pitiful, but instead... was very powerful.

The hero is over, and the song is about to cry.

Even if you face millions of enemies alone, you are still calm and composed, like a madman, and you are so arrogant that you are no longer proud.

Compared with the heroic end of the Western Chu King, it is even better than that.

"The Guqin... can really play emotions...it's still that strong emotion."

This was James' first idea.

But his second thought was...

How could he play such emotions?

......

"I can feel...my piano rhyme is so amazing. Is this really the song I played?"

Li Yu closed her eyes slightly and played the guqin in front of her.

A very wonderful feeling surged in my heart.

The rhyme of the guqin is flowing...

The hand playing subconsciously plays the emotions it deserves.

"I don't know, I can really play Chu Ge's emotions..."

Li Yu himself didn't understand why he chose to play Chu Ge. It was obvious that this song was the worst in the university club. When he subconsciously said that he wanted to play Chu Ge, he was shocked and felt his brain was short-circuited.

If Chu Ge's courage cannot be shown, it is not Chu Ge. The tragic and heroic person who has nothing but shells will only make people feel embarrassed and want to laugh.

When Li Yu learned this song, she felt that the more she played it, the more embarrassing she became.

Li Yu felt that his hands were becoming less and less controlled, and the emotions he played became stronger and stronger.

When the hero is at the end of his journey, what he tells is not sadness, but the emotions that are more courageous and less fearful.

"Am I really a genius of guqin in a thousand? Can I directly present the feelings of guqin? I am too strong."

Chu Geqiu, Li Yu slowly opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him changed.

It's no longer on the stage.

Faced with the changes in the environment, Li Yu was very calm and muttered: "Is it my own piano sound that resonated with me... What did it resonate with me? It was incredible that I actually resonated with myself."

There is a cloud in front of me.

In the middle is oneself, standing above the clouds and mists are dense people, wearing different colors of clothes and armor, and in strange costumes.

None of these people came from and what they were doing here.

Just standing on top of the clouds.

Silent and angry, Li Yu could feel a lot of emotions. The people surrounding him had only one attitude, that is, anger.

"What I do is justice. You and other rats dare to rush over... just ants..."

It was vaguely seen that several sword lights shot out from behind the man in the middle.

However, the illusion soon disappeared and I returned to the venue.

The song is over.

The venue was silent.

However, after a brief silence, thunderous applause broke out, and even James himself couldn't help but clap.

"It's so amazing, this song... No matter how soft this song is, no matter how good the person plays it, he can't really play the sadness of the hero's end." The middle-aged woman's hands were red, and she murmured: "He is young at such a young age... as if he has really experienced the hero's end... the kind that is unforgettable, unforgettable."
Chapter completed!