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Chapter 27 Exodus
Trembling all over, Zhang Chao took out his mobile phone from his body, signaled everyone not to speak, and then quickly pressed the recording button.

At the same time, Liao Yuan closed his eyes, put his hands flat on the center of the black and white keys, and started playing the first scale.

The next moment, it was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.

The emerging tone stirred the hearts of everyone present, and they trembled instantly.

In my mind, it seems that someone is singing.

It seems that there is a huge "Bible" slowly unfolding in the sky.

Countless golden Sanskrit characters emerged from the pages of the book, and each character exuded a simple and vast atmosphere, illuminating the dark land.

The yellow sand flying all over the sky, accompanied by the swaying of the setting sun, looking around, thousands of ragged Jews, led by Moses, are marching mightily in the boundless sea of ​​golden sand...

The sad and passionate tune transformed into countless pictures, playing in Liao Yuan's mind in a loop.

The scales played by his hands are like the sea surface when the tide rises and falls, rushing, whistling, advancing, so majestic and unstoppable.

Moses, the prophet worshiped by the world, led the enslaved Hebrews into the desert, escaped from ancient Egypt, and went to the hometown they yearned for in the era when people were suffering from the roaring flames of war in Egypt.

However, after more than 40 years of difficult trek, he passed away when he was about to reach his destination.

A faint sadness filled the air.

Liao Yuan's hands began to open and close on the 88 black and white keys, and countless scales swayed out from his fingertips, which was magnificent, yet graceful and delicate.

It's like despair, but also contains infinite vitality!

Under the yellow sand all over the sky, the enslaved people were freed from their shackles, and then they walked out of the land of Egypt with perseverance, heads held high, and vowed never to return!
Let the rough sand hit his face.

Let the howling wind pierce through the bones.

Let the dry throat bear the scorching heat.

Let the lone wolf on the mountaintop roar angrily.

At this moment, no one can stop my desire to return to the Holy Land, and no one can try to take away my freedom!
In the dark, it seems that the gods are singing.

Liao Yuan's fingertips were once again entwined with Xu Mi's holy light, and they radiated radiance during the rapid playing.

This situation made Zhang Chao and others feel emotional and moved to tears.

That's the power of music!

In the distance, the mountains of my hometown are already looming!

Children, run like crazy!

The familiar and long-lost homeland fragrance is drifting with the wind!
Dear hometown, wait for me!
I will soon return to your arms, never to be separated from you again!

Liao Yuan raised his head, his hands did not dance as fast as last time, but every key he played was so sonorous, powerful and tenacious!
His closed eyes slowly shed a tear as his emotions rose.

His body, in the music, danced like seaweed, moving unstoppably.

At this moment, he was immersed in the images constantly emerging in his mind, unable to extricate himself!

As if I were the enslaved Hebrews, mixed in the long team, enduring the incomprehensible suffering in the world!

The wind!

rainstorm!

dark clouds!

Thunder and lightning!

No matter how big the storm is, it can't stop the trekker's perseverance and determination in the slightest!
Until the dark clouds have dissipated and the first light of dawn appears on the horizon...

Liao Yuan's arms slowed down, and with tears in his eyes, he seemed to see the leader Moses in white, excitedly throwing away the scepter in his hand, and opened his arms to welcome the wind of his homeland!

At that moment, the sun was flying all over the sky!
Finally, the song is over.

Zhang Chao couldn't help crying, he said excitedly: "You are as quiet as a virgin, and you move like a rabbit. Sir, you are really a great talent in this world! It is really unimaginable that at your age, you have such magical and magical performance skills. It is an honor to meet you!"

Liao Yuan put his hands down from the keys, and the moisture in the corners of his eyes made him feel at a loss again.

He looked at his hands, felt the boiling blood in his heart, and couldn't help asking himself: What's wrong with me?
In his previous life, although he was keen on playing, he has never been like this in this life. When he plays every piece of music, he will devote himself wholeheartedly. His emotions seem to be immersed in another time and space. In that time and space, he looks at it from the perspective of God. Play the story, or experience the story as the person involved.

And the melody that flowed out from his fingertips was full of emotions, making him feel as if he was in the scene, and it was hard to extricate himself.

"Master, what's the name of this song?" Seeing that Liao Yuan had been speechless for a long time, Zhang Chao couldn't help asking again.

Liao Yuan came back to his senses, seeing everyone looking at him with tears in their eyes, he smiled and said, ""Exodus"."

"Kick a dick?" Zhang Chao was stunned, and there was someone with that name?
Liao Yuan was speechless.

Miao Bizhu said dumbfoundedly: "The store manager, Mr. Liao is talking about Exodus!"

"oh oh!"

Zhang Chao said with embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I was so excited. I still feel the vast and majestic sound of the piano echoing in my ears. It turned out to be "Exodus". It's not bad, by the way, master." , this piece of music is also created by you? It's really great! It completely fits the atmosphere of the story of Zhang Qian's mission to the Western Regions! The civilization of China, those great characters! Especially the scene of my ancestors being sent to the Western Regions for the first time, once popped up in my mind!"

Miao Bizhu and the others also looked adored.

"It's amazing, the performance of the great pianist really has a different response."

"Shop manager, please forward the song to my WeChat? I must learn this song!"

"This must be a piece of music that can go down in history!"

"The name Exodus is not very nice. I think Zhang Qian's mission to the Western Regions is more appropriate!"

Hearing the clerk's words, Zhang Chao suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, master, since this song is your original creation, why not call it "Zhang Qian's Mission to the Western Regions"? Or "Exit the Western Regions"? This is more in line with " The atmosphere of "Han Wu Da Di" can also give Chinese people the greatest room for imagination, and most importantly, it will definitely increase the chance of passing this song! Director Zhang will definitely like it!"

Liao Yuan almost restrained his emotions, so he stood up: "In my heart, it is called "Exodus". , to find the homeland in my heart. It is with such a historical background that "Exodus" can show its grand side. Of course, music is ever-changing and will show a different side in everyone's heart, so the name does not The important thing is the work."

(End of this chapter)