The sudden change from heaven to hell caused everyone's expression to change as they cried out involuntarily. The world in front of everyone's eyes also changed from a fairyland of birds and flowers to a ferocious Asura hell.
Terrifying!
Trembling!
On the side of the stage, Han Qingwu's body swayed and she suddenly fell to the ground. Although the scene in front of her had turned into a horrifying hellish scene, it was not this that made her afraid, but the memory fragments that burst out in her mind.
The mountain peak where the cold wind blew!
The glacier that was covered in white snow!
Familiar yet strange faces, figures that possessed the power to destroy the heavens and earth. She couldn't tell which was real and which was just an illusion. She didn't know why these fragmented images would appear in her mind.
In the boundless sky.
Bolts of terrifying lightning struck down, accompanied by thunderous explosions that shook people's hearts. The speed of the wind, the violence of the rain, the roar of the thunder, and the devastation of the lightning. The horrifying images formed an apocalyptic world.
She saw it.
She saw that in this apocalyptic world, a stalwart figure stood in the air, sweeping through the sky full of sword shadows, destroying the siege of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, sweeping away the waves of the apocalypse.
"No …"
Han Qingwu saw herself, saw the men who possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth. At this moment, she did not know why she was in so much pain that she wanted to die immediately, but she still launched an attack against the stalwart figure.
"Clang …"
The last thunderous note of the zither exploded in Han Qingwu's ears. She was drowned in the waves of pain, the memory fragments in her mind turned into specks of starlight and dissipated, and the hellish world in front of her also became fragmented. As her consciousness went black, she instantly fainted.
In the auditorium.
Everyone closed their eyes, their faces were filled with deep sorrow, and tears were flowing down their cheeks. Their frowns slowly relaxed, but after the zither completely dissipated, the entire scene was dead silent. At this moment, even if a needle fell to the ground, it would be heard clearly.
Behind Feng Yao Zither.
Tang Xiu slowly raised his head. When he subconsciously raised his hand and touched his face, he found that two lines of tears had unexpectedly flowed down his cheeks without him noticing. His gaze slowly swept across the audience. When he released his divine sense, he saw many familiar faces.
"Hmm?"
Tan Xiu suddenly frowned. He reached out to grab the Wind Jade Zither and walked towards Han Qingwu at the side of the stage. Without anyone noticing, Tan Xiu's fingers pressed on a few acupuncture points on Han Qingwu's body before quickly disappearing from the backstage side door.
"What happened to me?"
In the aisle behind the auditorium, Chi Nan was the first to wake up. The moment she opened her eyes, she didn't have time to wipe the tears off her face. She raised her head to look at the stage and was slightly startled to find that the boss was long gone.
"What was that power just now?"
Chi Nan's heart was trembling, and her eyes were shining with awe. She was sure that her boss's music was definitely strange. She'd experienced countless battles, and she'd even imagined that if she were to hear this zither music during a battle, then she would be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and she wouldn't be able to fight back at all.
In the past.
Although she was in awe of Tan Xiu, it was because of Tan Xiu's identity. But now, she was in awe of Tan Xiu because of Tan Xiu's terrifying means.
At the same time.
On the other side of the stage, Zhang Xinya had already woken up. She quickly scanned the stage, but she didn't see Tan Xiu's figure. At this moment, she could still hear her own heartbeat, and she felt a faint chill in her body.
She had seen the horror of Tan Xiu. When she was in Hong Kong, Tan Xiu's cruel killing methods were deeply imprinted in her mind. Tonight, she had experienced the beauty of the fairyland, and then the horror of hell. There was even a deep sadness in her heart that couldn't be dispersed for a long time.
Before, she had never thought that playing the zither could reach such a level. The world outlined by the zither music was so real that it made people feel as if they were in the realm.
In the auditorium.
Yue Kai, Hu Qingsong, and the others slowly woke up. After they found that Tan Xiu had disappeared from the stage, they raised their arms and wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes.
"Why do you feel so sad?"
Hu Qingsong muttered with a thick Northeastern accent.
"It's very depressing. I feel so sad." Xue Chao nodded.
Yue Kai's eyes looked around and found that the people around were the same as him. Almost everyone was wiping their tears, and the sadness on their faces hadn't subsided. He raised his hand to press his chest and murmured, "Playing the zither to this level, Eldest Bro Tang can be considered as unprecedented in history, right? I never believed that music could shock people's souls, nor did I believe that music could make people hallucinate. But now I believe it. "
Hu Qingsong, Xue Chao, and the others turned their heads and looked at Yue Kai's expression. Hu Qingsong then said, "Me too. Eldest Bro Tang played the zither so well. He made me feel the fairyland and hell. "
"Me too! Eldest Bro Tang will be my idol from now on! "Xue Chao nodded repeatedly and slowly raised his thumb.
In another direction.
Jiang Feiyan wiped the tears on her face and grabbed Li Xinjie's arm. With a bit of sobbing tone, she said, "Xinjie, why do I feel a bit distressed?"
Li Xinjie looked at her with a complicated expression and said with a bit of sadness, "We were all affected by the zither sound. I just observed that almost everyone was the same as us. Tan Xiu's zither skill is really amazing. He's simply a God in zither music. "
God?
Mu Wanying, who was sitting quietly at the side, suddenly felt that Li Xinjie's description was very appropriate. That's right. Tan Xiu was indeed a God in playing the zither.
And …
He was also a God in painting and calligraphy.
How can there be such a powerful man in this world? Just like a God? Can I fall in love with any other man after meeting him in this life? A bit of bitterness suddenly appeared on the corner of Mu Wanying's mouth. An inexplicable feeling was born in the deepest part of her heart.
In another place.
Yi Lianyan's eyes were hazy with tears. After experiencing the taste of heaven and hell, she suddenly found that she knew too little about Tan Xiu.
The zither sound and the lyrics.
She didn't know how to describe it. The idea of rushing out to find Tan Xiu was particularly strong at this time.
On the stage.
The host wiped away the tears on her face and quickly adjusted her mood. She took the microphone and came to the stage. She looked at the sad expressions of the school leaders as well as the students below. After a few seconds of silence, she slowly asked, "Everyone, what do you think about Student Tang Xiu's zither playing and singing?"
More than ten seconds passed.
For more than ten seconds, no one responded. Everyone was adjusting their emotions as they recalled the scenes they had just experienced.
Finally.
A leader of Shanghai University stood up from his chair and said in a deep voice, "Good, very good. I've heard countless zither playing and singing, but none of them can be compared with the level of Tan Xiu. "
Applause sounded.
Then, there was continuous applause. Just ten seconds later, the applause in the auditorium was extremely loud. Everyone was applauding. Everyone was amazed.
Applause.
It woke up Han Qingwu who was in a coma.
"What happened to me?"
Han Qingwu opened her eyes and found herself in a dark place. The whole auditorium was echoing with thunderous applause. She supported herself with her arms and sat up with difficulty.
Suddenly.
A deep sorrow welled up in her heart. At the same time, her body stiffened and memory fragments kept flashing in her mind. Like the memory fragments when she was listening to the zither sound, she saw a lot of scenes. She saw a lot of people whose faces were not very clear, and she also saw herself.
However.
These memory fragments were not connected. It was as if he was looking at a picture. Those pictures were very familiar, but also very strange.
"What are these?"
Han Qingwu felt a splitting headache and couldn't help covering her head with her hands. She desperately wanted to see more memory fragments. However, when the series of pictures disappeared, she had a headache and couldn't remember what was going on with those pictures.
Immediately.
She slowly stood up and walked backstage with a pale face. She didn't realize that she was drenched in sweat at the moment, and her legs were slightly trembling as she walked.
In the boys' dormitory.
Tan Xiu leaned on his Land Rover and looked at Chi Nan, who rushed over after receiving his call. He handed the Wind Jade Zither to her and said, "Take it back! Give it back to Wei Jiangping tomorrow. "
Chi Nan received it with a complicated expression. Looking at Tan Xiu's indifferent expression, she hesitated and said, "Boss, your playing is really great. But I'm a bit confused. "
"Say it!" Tan Xiu said.
"Your zither sound and singing were full of happiness and joy," Chi Nan said. "But why did the artistic conception change so much later? The artistic conception of the Immortal Dream should be beautiful, right? "
Tan Xiu said lightly, "My heart touched something and I played it wrong."
Chi Nan suddenly understood, but fear grew inside her heart. She didn't understand what happened to Tan Xiu, but she was sure that it was definitely an extremely tragic and sorrowful story.
"Then I'll go back first, Boss."
"Let's go!"
Tang Xiu waved his hand as he took out a cigarette and lit it. He watched Chi Nan disappear into the night in the distance. Suddenly, he let out a self-deprecating smile. He thought that he could suppress his emotions, but he didn't expect that he would fail. Fortunately, the artistic conception of the zither sound didn't contain any offensive means. Otherwise, everyone in the auditorium tonight would have turned into idiots!
He shook his head.
Tan Xiu wanted to drive away and go to the Bluestar Villa Complex to wait for Zhang Xinya. But then he remembered that he had given the car key to Yue Kai, so he turned around and walked into the dormitory.
The emotional thread.
It couldn't be cut, and it was messy.
Therefore, he absolutely put it down for the time being, no longer thinking about it, and no longer thinking about it. One day in the future, when he had enough strength to solve the problem, he would awaken Han Qingwu's memory, figure out everything, and solve everything.
[Sorry, I'm attending China's Federation of Literary and Art's training in Beijing. I was dragged out by a group of Gods to drink for a while, so the update time was delayed. Today, I'll temporarily present the third chapter. Tomorrow, at least five chapters will be released. I'm looking for recommendation votes for a new week.]
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