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November 1st.
This was a day that many people in Yanzhou's music industry paid close attention to. It was also a time that a portion of the entertainment industry paid close attention to.
Could Silver Wing maintain the quality of the first movement?
The big boss of Tongshan True Entertainment, Song Shihua, was already waiting in his office, which was equipped with a full set of top-notch audio and video equipment. As long as he watched the second movement, he would be able to confirm his suspicions.
Had Silver Wing invested even more in the second movement? If that was the case, then it was obvious that Silver Wing wanted to use "epic" to promote Polar Light, the virtual idol, to compete for the game's endorsement deal.
Eight o'clock.
This was the working hours of many companies, and it was also the breakfast time before the morning classes of many schools.
The New Era was divided into three levels: elementary, middle, and high school. Each level lasted six years. Elementary education was equivalent to elementary school before the apocalypse, while secondary education was equivalent to the combination of junior high and high school. Higher education was education after high school. It was similar to a university, but it also involved more in-depth teaching.
At this moment, many students from Qi 'an City's secondary education schools were biking or taking public trains to school, heading straight for the school cafeteria.
The welfare of New Era schools was not bad. The food was good and cheap. Rushing to school for breakfast in the morning, then rushing to class was a daily routine for many students who did not live on campus.
At this time, regardless of whether the students lived on campus or not, they all ran to the cafeteria one after another.
Qi 'an City No.1 Secondary School, North Point Cafeteria.
Every day at this time, the big screen on the wall would play some fast-paced and powerful songs to refresh the students. Places like the middle school cafeteria were noisy to begin with, so the soothing songs could not be heard at all. They might have long been drowned out by the noise, leaving only a few unclear tones.
November was the time when the majority of Yanzhou's secondary education schools welcomed their mid-term examinations. Schools placed a lot of importance on these kinds of large-scale examinations.
The students sitting in twos and threes eating breakfast in the cafeteria were complaining about their studies, homework, life, and budding relationships.
Some people were drinking soup while replying to their classmates. From time to time, they would glance at the big screen in the cafeteria to see if there were any videos they liked.
"It's the same thing every day. I can guess what's next even with my eyes closed."
In the era of high-tech network communication, people already knew too many things when they were still young. The more they grew up, the more they felt that there were fewer and fewer things that made them feel fresh. The videos and songs on the big screen might have been interesting at first, but boredom would come quickly. How long had it been? They were already impatient.
The person who was about to stop looking at the screen suddenly heard the exclamation of the classmate beside him.
"Look, the aurora!"
"Where is it!?" Someone looked around.
"Big screen!"
"Oh right, I almost forgot. Today is the 1st of November. The second song of Polar Light is coming out!"
The media had once done an investigation and found that the students who accepted Divine Punishment the most were middle school students, not advanced education schools.
Although students in the middle education period were at a restless age, they were not as impetuous as students in the higher education period who were close to the edge of society. It was also a more sensitive period of time. Perhaps it was because of this that they were more easily moved.
November 1, 8 a.m. The second movement of the "100-Year Period of Destruction" series was released online.
At first, the overall color of the image was gray, but the image was very clear. The screen in the cafeteria was big enough. The projection equipment and hardware were all advertisements for each school, so the quality was naturally not bad.
At the same time as the image, a nervous, fearful, and uneasy music played.
A continuous bass note and repetitive rhythm paired with electronic music that was not so harmonious and pleasing to the ear created a gradually oppressive feeling.
From a traditional perspective, electronic music weakened the musicality of the song, blurring the boundaries between music and sound. However, it increased the sensory stimulation of the music, giving listeners a feeling of curiosity and apprehension. It was as if the human soul was communicating with the earth of the end of the world through music.
The 100-Year Period of Destruction was a time and space that originated from reality yet was not reality.
In the second movement, Fang Zhao used even more electronic elements.
If the first movement was a success of electronic music paired with orchestral music, then in the second movement, electronic music was completely integrated into the music.
Human society had developed into the information age. Compared to before the end of days, the standard of living and the state of mind had undergone huge changes. In the information age, technology was highly advanced. Automation and artificial intelligence were already commonplace. Accompanying these developments were all sorts of mechanical and electronic sounds. These sounds filled life in the New Era, and people were already used to them.
Music in the New Era took advantage of this and incorporated it into its music. People's aesthetic standards were changing, and so were their preferences and styles. Even the so-called trends were changing.
Electronic music produced more timbre and sound. Compared to traditional instruments, electronic elements were more reflective of this era and were more easily accepted.
Therefore, composers in the New Era either used electronic materials or used traditional instruments to complement electronic music. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Fang Zhao incorporated these new things into his own compositions, incorporating metallic and electronic sounds into his music. After all, music that transcended time might not be easily accepted by the masses.
The first movement, "Divine Punishment," sounded like a different kind of classical music to many people. It was just the right amount of novelty to attract people. But if it was too much, it would be rejected.
In the North Point cafeteria of Qi'an City's No. 1 Secondary School, the clamor had died down. More people were paying attention to the image on the big screen.
Because the cafeteria was always noisy, the sound system was even louder. As the noise died down, the music became more distinct.
The image showed a gloomy sky with dripping rain. Behind the scene of devastation, a bass violin played a lyrical melody. The horn sounded mournful, drawn-out, and carried a deep sense of helplessness. It seemed to be a mixture of tragedy and desolation.
The expectations of the treants, who had chosen to leave their homeland and find a new place to live, were shattered time and time again. The world was full of danger. They didn't know where they were safe, and they didn't know if there was still a peaceful place for them to live.
Their companions who had left with them either died of illness or were torn to death by mutated beasts. The treants were riddled with scars. Disappointment, boredom, and decadence permeated the air.
To them, life was at its lowest point. Their original conviction to find a new place to live had given up in the face of cruel reality. Long-term feelings of fear and helplessness were about to swallow their consciousness.
The classical style of loss and numbness conveyed the emotions of despair and terror. The low harmonies were set off by the somewhat gloomy orchestral music, pressing forward step by step.
There seemed to be a voice whispering in their ears, "Do you see that?"
The low harmonies carried with them the tension of an undercurrent of danger. It spoke of the coldness and ruthlessness of the end of the world and the powerless wailing of life.
The figure at the front of the treants had many scars on its body. Its branches had obvious scratches and breaks, and the green leaves on its branches had become sparse. It was a sorry sight.
In front of them was a hillside. On the hillside were the figures of some bloodthirsty and evil beasts.
Behind them were the tribes that had been dealt a heavy blow by the cruel reality.
Behind the heavily colored image was the gentle sigh of a bass string. It seemed that everything would end with this sound.
Look, the world is already like this. There is no hope. Give up, don't go forward. Find a place to hide and pray that your luck can last long enough. Live one day at a time.
The surreal image mixed with the orchestral and electronic music created a grand sense of absurdity. It carried with it the repeated powerlessness of struggle. It was as if they were standing at the bottom of the abyss looking up at the cold and cruel arrangements of the heavens.
Just being strong was no longer enough to support them to continue resisting this fate.
There was no neutrality in this era!
A large amount of electronic music brought about a strange sound effect. The rhythmic and ever-changing percussion music played continuously. The flickering vibrating sound of a piano and the desolate and rich voice of a solo male bass. The figure at the front of the treants walked forward.
After two steps, he turned to look at the tribe. No one was following him. He looked ahead. There was already a figure baring fangs and brandishing claws running towards him.
...
In the north corner cafeteria of Qi'an City No.1 High School, there was almost no sound of conversation. The people who had already brought their spoons to their mouths had even forgotten to drink. Their eyes were glued to the image on the big screen.
The cafeteria chefs were softening their movements.
The atmosphere in the cafeteria was tense. It was as if a string was being pulled back and forth in the brain.
...
In the video, the lonely figure walked up the hill. The already gathered branches on both sides tightened and twisted again, forming sturdy arms. The roots also twisted to form a sturdy and powerful pair of legs.
The strings were pulled back and forth. It was as if the heart was resisting and escaping. It was like the surrounding air, undetectable but always enveloping the surroundings.
The two parts of the music seemed to be intertwined with different forces and emotions. It was as if there was a heavy cocoon binding the figure. Every step was so difficult.
"Everything has been depressed.
Where is the light?
... "
Following fate?
What is fate?
Where are the people of the past? Sorrowful homeland.
Life in the apocalypse would be sad and melancholy. But it would also struggle and resist!
Lightning flashed in the dark clouds in the sky. The wind gradually became stronger, and the rain gradually became heavier.
The orchestral music was like a crazed howl that gradually intensified. The heavier drumbeats were like the rumbling of thunder, indicating an even stronger storm.
The drumbeats, orchestral music, double bass, and some electronic elements played a very layered melody. The ever-changing male voice hummed with a solemn and stirring meaning. It was as if a deeper power was about to explode.
The figure walked forward alone. His brown pupils contracted. He looked at the approaching reddish-brown beast that looked like dried blood. He bent down to pick up a stone from the ground and held it in his hand.
The strings were like the sound of taut branches.
With a big step, his body leaned forward. He raised his arm that was made of twisted branches high. The hand holding the stone formed a suffocating arc in the air. Like a ferocious hammer, he smashed it towards the figure that was pouncing at him!
Bang!
A heavy drumbeat exploded. It was as if the ferocious figure in the video had been smashed, or as if it had smashed something invisible.
The figure in the video panted as he looked at the threat that was smashed.
The sound of the piano repeated over and over again. It was as if his mind was confirming something. The rising melody behind him made the atmosphere less heavy.
He finally realized that many things were not as scary as he imagined after he faced them bravely. The world would not be disturbed by them.
But … that was it!!
The sun had set today, but it would rise tomorrow. Although the sky was covered by a thick layer of smoke, he knew that the sun was still there!
He lifted his foot and stomped heavily on the body of the fallen beast. He completely cut off the chance for it to open its sharp teeth again. He stepped on the sharp claws and fangs that they were once afraid of!
He turned back to look at his tribe. He walked forward again. He threw away the stone in his hand and picked up an even bigger stone stick. He walked towards the second beast. He changed from walking to running. His clumsy body became more agile. It was as if he had gotten rid of the heavy cocoon that had been covering his body.
"The world in the storm.
And you.
… "
The deep male voice became bold along with the rhythm of the battle. In the majestic atmosphere of the orchestral music, this was the most natural, most primitive, and most direct way of expressing music!
Fight!
There was no other choice!
In this era, someone had to stand up.
Not cower! Not cower!
Fight against this absurd and cruel fate to the end!
Life in the apocalypse stood in the abyss. They followed the darkness and chased after the light, climbing upwards.
Faith was a thing that was as deep as still water. It was also soul-stirring. It was unusually beautiful, but it was also bloody.
Under the fusion of the epic orchestral arrangement and electronic sound, apart from the tension and momentum that could topple mountains and overturn the seas, there was also a sudden surge of untamed hostility!
Music and images were a temptation that no matter which era it was, no one could resist.
The electronic music elements were perfectly integrated into the grand orchestral system. The image combined with the sound. Everyone who saw and heard it felt as if someone had suddenly put a block of ice on the back of their neck. It was so stimulating that they shivered. Their hearts felt as if they were being set on fire. Their emotions felt as if they had been smashed and then stitched back together.
The human-like figure in the image was a body made of twigs and branches. It was as if it was covered with muscles that were full of explosive power. Every step it took was accompanied by a heavy drumbeat, like the sound of a war drum being beaten with great force.
The figure that got rid of the heavy shackles was like a strong and fierce leopard. With a powerful step, it swept across the ground. Its body soared into the air and swung its arm at the figure that was pouncing at it. The strength was even more powerful than before!
The flow of time seemed to slow down. The broken stone shards from the stone rod carried traces of blood. It shuttled through the rain. The splashing muddy water exploded in all directions, drowning the broken tooth.
The music seemed to explode fiercely in the cold light. There was no longer a stirring melody. The fusion of electronic music and extended metal orchestral music brought with it a power that gripped the heart. It was like an unsheathed knife, cold, sharp, and heavy!
It was a coldness that had been stripped away from the gentle.
The seemingly discordant harmonies followed the high-pitched male voice. It sounded like a shout or a roar, but the unconventional musical combination brought more intense sensory stimulation and aural shock. More instruments were added to the mix, and the music reached its climax through superposition. Every note surged with unyielding passion of life.
The zither notes were like a gust of wind. After spiraling upwards, they whistled and soared into the sky. The audience couldn't help but tremble. It felt as if an ice-cold electric current was coursing up the tailbone. All the pores on the body were about to explode.
The figure holding the stone rod didn't look back this time. There was no need. He could already hear the footsteps following him. Stepping on the bodies of the beasts, he continued forward.
Behind him, a second pair of feet and a third pair of feet stepped on the bodies of the two beasts.
...
During the end of days, the 100-year Period of Destruction, it had been an era of heroes.
Many people thought that Fang Zhao had chosen a species that had appeared during the Period of Destruction and used a cheap trick to create a virtual idol with epic music.
But Fang Zhao's choice of the Dragon Elephant Tianluo tree man, Polar Light, was actually a metaphor for the generation that had been born in a peaceful era but had spent most of their lives fighting for survival during the end of days.
The cruelty of the end of days didn't just lie in the slaughter of life, but also in the trampling and destruction of the human spirit. It tore apart the body and spirit, and it made light of life and made a mockery of it.
During the Period of Destruction, the heroes that had been widely praised and even deified by the people of the New Era had lost their heroic colors and lofty sentiments. In fact, they had been ordinary people with a reasonable desire to survive.
For fame and glory?
What a joke! Back then, they had only been fighting against death.
It was the harsh life of survival and combat that had turned them into iron-blooded heroes.
Their roots were born from the earth.
That was why Fang Zhao had chosen Polar Light.
The image on the screen gradually panned up. The heavy rain continued to fall. Behind the figure at the front, a few figures gradually walked out from the group of trees. Their branches were twisted into a sturdy form suitable for combat. They stepped on the mud and the corpses of the Berserk Beasts on the ground as they followed.
The orchestral music carried a tense rhythm. The strings were strumming rapidly at the same pitch. The surging momentum spread out along with the wider field of view on the screen. Under the thunderstorm, there was a terrifying aura on the verge of eruption.
The image and music stopped abruptly, and the ending credits appeared on the screen.
MV Main character: Polar Light
Species: Dragon Elephant Tianluo
Song title: "100-Year Period of Destruction" Second Movement: "Cocoon Breach" Producer: Fang Zhao
Production team: Polar Light project team: Fang Zhao, Zu Wen, Song Miao, Pang Pusong, Zeng Huang, Wan Yue, Fu Yingtian, Stiller, Zhang Yu, etc.
Production company: Silver Wing Media.
...
The quiet cafeteria only became noisy again when other songs started playing on the big screen in the cafeteria.
"I feel like I can blow up the cafeteria right now."
"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a strange sense of mission."
"Master! Give me two more bowls of rice! I'm going to the battlefield after I'm full! "There were still three exams left.
"Coming!" The cafeteria chef in charge of collecting rice vigorously waved his ladle. Outside the cafeteria, a few students who had just arrived saw the people rushing out of the cafeteria.
"What's going on with them?" someone who had just arrived asked his companion. There was a murderous vibe.
"Did they just make a mid-term vow?"
"Making a vow in the cafeteria?"
"They're probably second-graders. Don't mind them. They're always like this. Neurotic."
"That's not right. I just saw some fifth-graders."
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