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Chapter 101: Pure Heart and Universal Good Mantra

"Bauhinia does not perform, men should be self-reliant!" The audience was extremely surprised. They could all hear that this was definitely not an adaptation, otherwise it would be impossible to even change the most iconic prelude.

"What did Wanrou just now? Another new instrument!" After being surprised, everyone remembered what happened just now.

"Two new instruments, this is... too exaggerated!"

"The problem is that both instruments are very nice and are definitely not inferior to Caifeng's plucking!"

"That's right, one is loud and crisp, the other is melodious and melodious, and they are all rare instruments... I just don't know what kind of repertoire they will perform!"

"Look at their previous men, you should be self-reliant, and this song is not wrong! I'm so excited now. I really didn't expect that the last show, Bauhinia would bring such a big surprise!"

"There is suspense in the New Year's singing and dancing award this time..."

Suddenly, all the audience showed strong interest.

In the box, Feng Xuanzhang looked at the stage with a performance sheet, murmured and sighed: "Two new instruments, brand new repertoire, what this kid did in three months is worthy of others' achievements in his life... Smiling, proud and swaying world, such a free and easy name!"

Turning his head, Feng Xuanzhang glanced at the Emperor, and saw that the Emperor smiled and the words "satisfied" were almost written on his face.

The same is true for the Marshal. Although he doesn't know how to dance, he also knows that Jiang Xingchen suddenly created two brand new instruments. From the prelude just now, we can hear that the next performance will definitely be even more exciting.

Yuan Xixuan was different from everyone, and he cursed in his heart with a gloomy face: "This soul is really sinister. There are two new instruments that are not taken out in advance! Is it interesting to hit people..."

At this time, he also knew that Caifeng probably had no advantage. The impact of that prelude was enough to illustrate the problem.

In the rest area in the backstage, all the singing and dancing troupes were stupid. They could still accept a new instrument, but they could connect two. The sound was very good, which was bullying. Many people couldn't help but turn their attention to Caifeng. After a collision some time ago, they finally gained the upper hand, because they were attracted by the instrument, but now...

Yuan Hao even scolded Jiang Xingchen in his heart: "Wang Badan, he has a new instrument and is still hiding it. He will die if he takes it out earlier!"

I remembered that I collided with Zijing a month ago, and I was like a clown. At that time, he was still thinking about it. I was bullying you with musical instruments. What should I do? But in a blink of an eye, the whole situation turned over. This is too crap...

Jiang Xingchen on the stage didn't know other people's mentality. After a prelude with a strong impact, the rhythm of the playing slowed down. The bass of the Guzheng was gentle and restrained, gentle like water. With the tinging dong sound, everyone's emotions seemed to be slowly being smoothed.

At this time, a huge curtain on the stage fell down, blocking everyone's vision.

The audience not only did not be surprised, but were more excited. The sound of the guzheng never stopped, which means that it was not the end, but something new was there.

Less than two minutes later, the curtain opened and the scene on the entire stage changed drastically. Everyone's eyes widened.

At this time, on the stage, on both sides and behind, a huge scroll hangs down. Green Mountain Waterfalls and Bamboo Forests of Flowing Water are the result of Jiang Xingchen's paintings for seven or eight days. Although his painting skills are average and the matching and proportions of the pictures are not reasonable, the feeling of being in the mountains and forests is revealed.

"How can this kid have a brain, he really can think about it. He can do such a stage scene!" Feng Xuanzhang no longer knew what words to use to describe Jiang Xingchen, and sighed repeatedly.

The emperor, the marshal, and even Yuan Xixuan, who was unhappy, couldn't help but want to see Jiang Xingchen's next performance.

Needless to say, the audience turned the entire stage into an outdoor scene, and I had never even heard of this method.

The backstage singing and dancing troupe all exclaimed in a low voice: "It turns out that the stage scene can be arranged like this!"

Jiang Xingchen's back against the scroll, as if he was above the marble, and his right hand was constantly bounced.

"Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding Ding Ding..." As the voices came together, everyone was stunned again. They did not expect that Jiang Xingchen's interpretation was not passionate.

Next, the gentle flute interspersed in the middle, the melodious tunes and the crispness of the guzheng, coupled with the scroll of the mountains and forests and waterfalls, actually brings people a feeling of tranquility, peace, chicness and freehand painting.

Unconsciously, everyone was completely soothed by the murderous aura of the war song and the prelude of Jiang Xingchen. With the sound of the guzheng and flute, it became more and more quiet.

On the stage, Jiang Xingchen devoted himself to it and was also influenced by music. He chose this mantra of Qingxin and All-Goodness, which is the interlude of the Smiling Proud Wanderer in the past because of this free and easy feeling.

After listening to the passionate blood for many days, the audience must need such music to soothe their turbulent emotions. It can be said that the relaxed and freehand painting expressed in this song can make the audience more involved.

The entire performance venue was quiet, with only the melodious music of the guzheng and the flute. People breathed for a long time, enjoying themselves, as if they were in the mountains and forests, dancing to the music, allowing the fresh air to wash their whole body.

In the box on the second floor, Emperor Qiankun, Marshal, Feng Xuanzhang, Huang Shi and others were all full of peace. Looking at the mountains and rivers on the stage, imagination appeared in their minds.

Off the stage, Mo Hongxian closed her eyes slightly, and the tension in her heart slowly disappeared.

Mei'er narrowed her eyes slightly and raised her mouth, as if she saw her brother holding her hand, walking in the mountains and forests, playing by the pool, and looking at the vast mountains on the ridges. The wind blows her dress, making a sound, and she is indescribable and elegant.

Even the kitten woman couldn't help but say, "It sounds so nice!"

Although Wanrou has been practicing with Jiang Xingchen for many days, she is the first time she performs on stage, and she is also at first unsure.

But seeing the silence of the audience, all the audience looked full of enthusiasm, and she knew that she had succeeded.

Whether it is to make the performance venue boil or to make the performance venue quiet, it is a successful repertoire. The feeling of controlling the audience's emotions is sometimes more addictive than enjoying cheers.

After all the worries in his heart were gone, Wanrou was completely involved in the track...

The second part of the music is transferred, and the flute becomes the main performance and the Guzheng soundtrack. It immediately brings another picture, as if the mountains and forests suddenly become clear, making people open their hearts and embrace the nature of the world.

At this moment, everyone's spirit seemed to have been sublimated, creating an indescribable enjoyment.

Even Yuan Hao, who had been cursing Jiang Xingchen in the backstage, was attracted by the music at this time. He even had the idea that the war songs performed by Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe before were performed and the killing spirit were laid the foundation for this music to soothe people's hearts.

The entire song of Qingxin Pushan Curse was performed, but Jiang Xingchen still did not stop, and the sound of the Guzheng became low and melodious again.

And the audience throughout the scene seemed to be still in the imaginary scene and did not wake up.

It was not until the curtain fell on the stage that many people came to their senses.

"It's over! It's over, it's too short!"

"That's right, I haven't heard enough, and the performance just now doesn't seem to be singing. Why don't Jiang Xingchen sing such a beautiful voice?"

"Don't talk, it's not over yet, the instruments are still playing!"

"Yes! The curtain has been put down again, there must be changes!"

The scene was a little messy and it immediately became quiet again. I stared at the curtain, my eyes full of expectations.

In the box on the second floor, the emperor slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, revealing his enjoyment, and smiled faintly: "Good song, good!"

As the emperor, he controlled the entire empire and worked too much, and it was difficult to relax. However, this mantra of pure heart and goodness made him feel rare and peaceful just now, especially in his mind. He has never been able to do anything, and even sleeping is difficult to relieve his fatigue.

"If you look back, you must let the musicians in the palace learn this song!" The emperor turned around and instructed Feng Xuanzhang.

"Yes!" Feng Xuanzhang responded quickly. This song that relieves pressure and relaxes his mood. Not to mention the Emperor, he wants to listen to it every day.

"I'll send a musician to your place in the future!" The Finance Minister smiled and patted Feng Xuanzhang on the shoulder. This song was so good to his taste.

"So too!" The marshal added.

"I'll take a break, you can kill me!" Feng Xuanzhang wailed in his heart: "Will there be extra musical instruments in Jiang Xingchen? I'll give you the emperor a while, how can I ask for it? A group of old people know that I'm not playing this song. You can't help but find Jiang Xingchen if you have the ability!"

Feng Xuanzhang felt sorry for his heart, but he could not show it in front of the emperor. He could only nod in tears and nodded in agreement first.

Below the stage, Mo Hongxian, second brother, Zhao Danqing, and a kitten girl with excitement quickly stood up and trotted into the backstage.

Then, the low and melodious voice changed and instantly turned into water waves. The audience couldn't help but see a picture of a boating on the river.

The water flow continues, sometimes turbulent and sometimes gentle, guiding the viewer's picture of the river in his mind to become bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, the sharp and loud flute sound seemed to penetrate the sky, and the closed curtain opened to both sides.

"Oh~" The moment I saw the stage scene, the audience whispered in a low voice, and the green mountains and clear waters just now were gone. The scrolls on both sides and behind turned into vast water surfaces, and a small boat was undulating in the water.

Coupled with the sound of water performed by the Guzheng and the constantly waving curtain, it feels like being on the surface of the water.

Jiang Xingchen, Wanrou, one person played the zither and the other person was crossing the flute, and was backing against the boat, Mo Hongxian, second brother, Zhao Danqing, and a kitten girl sat around on both sides, and the few were smiling, as if they were having a good time talking.

Suddenly, the soft flute sound paused, and Jiang Xingchen continuously plucked the strings of the zither. A high-pitched sound came out of the flowing music.

PS: The fifth update, the sixth update of Garlic continues to code, but now I am a little confused. Try to do it before eleven o'clock! Continue to ask for everything and get rid of everyone!


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