The concert's fourth song, "η," made quite a few people shiver. The judges' grading time was clearly longer than the previous songs.
Great-grandfather Fang was a little worried. He didn't understand music and couldn't tell anything. He just felt a little weird and felt a chill down his spine. However, this was secondary. Great-grandfather Fang was worried that the judges' grading of Fang Zhao wasn't ideal.
The judges' grading would only be announced at the end of the concert. Right now, there was no way to know the details of each song's score. It was said that each song had several sections that needed to be graded.
The surrounding audience members didn't seem optimistic either. Great-grandfather Fang was even more worried when he heard an older member of the audience say that the copyright for "η" wasn't easy to sell. He was afraid that Fang Zhao would feel pressured. After all, the first three songs had received relatively high ratings.
After a while, the grading for the fourth song ended and the fifth song began.
The fifth song, "Star Sand," had been composed while Fang Zhao was on Planet Bu. Compared to the first four songs, this song was much more relaxing.
The crisp sound of the triangle was distant and tranquil, like the fluorescence of sand dancing in the night sky. The combination of the starry instrumental music made it seem like the stars in the universe were whispering.
It was like lying on the clouds and looking at the resplendent, vast, distant, and flawless night sky.
Galaxies filled the eyes.
The hot sandstorm calmed down. The clear and gentle starlight.
Life was disappearing in a puff of smoke or slowly drying up and disappearing.
Life was quietly appearing, struggling to escape from despair.
The distant stars, the tranquil night, the spacious yet pulsating vitality.
A speck of dust drifted quietly into the endless starry sky.
The flying sandstorm gradually approached the approaching day.
In the audience, Fei Ying, the queen of the music industry and crossover singer with the trademark arrogance of a Lazhou native, stood there quietly. Faced with this wonderful music that seemed to come from beyond the heavens, she simply had no way of resisting! She couldn't help but want to sing along right now. It took a lot of effort to resist. She clenched her fists tightly, not knowing how to express the surging emotions in her heart.
"Heavenly sounds!"
She closed her eyes and listened. Even her soul felt like it was floating.
When the song ended, Fei Ying let out a long sigh.
"'Star Sand.' This melody seems destined to be found by me. Unknowingly, tears trickle down my face. If paired with a beautiful voice, it will make people melt. "
As Fei Ying spoke, she elegantly raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes with a custom-made handkerchief. But what was hidden behind the handkerchief?
It was a look of determination!
However, a certain popular Huangzhou pop singer sitting on the other side of Fei Ying had an equally bright look in his eyes.
"Sister Fei, don't fight with me for this, okay?" The singer pointed to his throat. "Do you see this? My throat is vibrating with it! It wants to sing! "
Lan Jing, who heard their conversation: "…"
It was a pity that these singers did not go into acting!
Popular pop singer: "I think this song 'Star Sand' will be very suitable for my upcoming new album after being adapted."
Fei Ying smiled proudly: "No, it should be accompanied by a holy chant."
As they spoke, they turned to look at Lan Jing simultaneously.
Lan Jing: "…"
Why are you looking at me? Go talk to Fang Zhao about copyright! I really don't know Fang Zhao that well!
However, Lan Jing still made up his mind that he would interact more with Fang Zhao in the future and deepen their relationship as fellow disciples. This Junior Brother was too powerful. It was no wonder that Teacher Mo Lang would lower himself to snatch him away from his disciple.
At the same time, Zaro was exchanging thoughts with Chu Bo on the other side of the auditorium.
Chu Bo: "When I listen to it, it feels like a strange thing has entered my ears and is constantly shuttling back and forth between my eardrums. Could this be the legendary brainwashing? New skill get √! "
Zaro was puzzled. "Is this song really written about Planet Bu's desert? Is Planet Bu's desert really that beautiful? I have also been to Planet Bu. Why is it that what I see is different from the desert in Fang Zhao's music? "
"It's more artistic. It's just like some places written in our textbooks. The words described are so beautiful that I even skipped class to read them. In the end, I discovered that I was cheated. It's simply a textbook level of deception! "Chu Bo said.
"Is that so?"
Zaro's doubts continued until the sixth song, "Bu".
"Bu". Just from the name, one could tell where it was referring to. This song had also been composed by Fang Zhao during his time on Planet Bu. However, its style was completely different from the previous song, "Star Sand."
The sound of the zither was like sand. At the start, there were very few instruments that responded to it. Then, there was a flourishing scene where various instruments were added one after the other. It was just like Planet Bu's development. From a land of endless yellow sand, it had transformed into a steel behemoth!
It was as if one could see a huge wave of endless yellow sand as tens of thousands of alloy armors steadily pushed forward!
It was as if one could see silhouettes rising from desolation!
Their nerves were stirred and their hearts were surging with emotions.
The younger listeners immediately perked up.
It had appeared!
Fang Zhao's signature style of "Wake up and get high"!
What was a feeling of power!
What was a hardcore bombardment!
Even the pauses were filled with an invincible grandeur!
Professional listeners were also brought out of their melancholy.
"The arrangement technique is very impressive," an evaluator said.
"The combination of classical symphonic music and metal, together with the electronic timbre that seems to come from the universe, creates an explosive infection that creates a different kind of charm."
Another evaluator also revealed a faint smile. "It's just like a crude tough guy making a grand entrance through artistic processing. It is indeed rather charming. Planet Bu, ah. We should go take a look when we have the chance. "
Quite a few people had the same thoughts, especially those who had the opportunity to visit Planet Bu but had been unable to do so due to various reasons.
Planet Bu …
It was a pity that it was no longer open to the public.
A new military experimental base had already been constructed, and armed forces were fully deployed. Planet Bu's new journey had begun.
It was no longer that small and impoverished place.
Even though they couldn't see it for themselves, there was an indescribable sense of pride and excitement that filled their eyes.
However, when Planet Bu was mentioned, many people recalled the tens of billions that Fang Zhao had donated. Their expressions were subtle.
The discovery of the Alkaid had resulted in a reward of 100 billion from the Inter-planetary Fund. Fang Zhao had donated the tens of billions that he could get his hands on to Planet Bu's construction.
Fang Zhao had indeed played a very important role in Planet Bu's rise from desolation to become a new military experimental base. Otherwise, Planet Bu might not have been chosen as the third strategic military location.
At that time, the higher-ups hadn't made a decision and were still deciding between Planet Bu and the other two planets. Planet Bu had only been decided upon after the Alkaid incident.
From this, it seemed that Fang Zhao's feelings for Planet Bu were rather deep. Three of the first six songs in this graduation concert were related to Planet Bu! Or perhaps there was some unspeakable secret between Fang Zhao and Bu Base?
Zaro wasn't thinking about these things. Right now, his heart was filled with doubts. Was Planet Bu really as impressive as it sounded?
What he had seen and experienced when he had first arrived on Planet Bu had left a deep impression on him. Even though the new military research base had been established on Planet Bu, his impression of Planet Bu was still that poor little run-down planet with nothing but deserts and oceans.
Had Planet Bu already become so awesome in a moment of carelessness?
As everyone was pondering, the final song of the graduation concert started.
The seventh song, "Limitless".
Some of the judges had speculated based on the first few songs and thought that Fang Zhao would emphasize the organ to depict the universe. They hadn't expected that Fang Zhao would superimpose the string music to match the time.
Switching between fast and slow, movement and stillness, igniting different emotions and accumulating them to the extreme in an instant. It was rather meaningful.
Their thoughts were carried to the depths of the distant universe where the stars shined brilliantly.
Time was very mystical and also very cruel.
The universe was something that people yearned for and also revered.
Compared to outer space, the vast oceans seemed rather cramped.
Humans, from their emergence to their rise on this blue planet, hadn't set off any waves in the universe.
A human's life was too short. Those fleeting splendors — warm, scorching, auspicious, and conquests — were just a tiny speck in the afterimages of time.
In the past, people who dreamed of the sea of stars exhausted their entire lives and only walked from the starting point of the universe to the starting point. It was as if they were destined to be lonely.
However, humans could walk even further.
In the future, even more people would head for the sea of stars, stand on the shoulders of those who came before them, and then become the shoulders of those who came after them.
The queue was very long.
Time etched all things in the universe, from the most shocking destruction to the most wonderful birth.
Time would also witness a future with limitless possibilities together with humans.
Fang Zhao gazed ahead as if he was looking at a distant scene through a point in the void. The corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile.
500 years ago, he had led a team to search for a way to survive under the distorted atmosphere.
500 years later, he stood in the tranquil desert of Planet Bu and watched the resplendent river of stars traverse the night sky.
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I came from the past and was extremely fortunate to encounter the future that I hoped for.
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