The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 36 The Soul Is Worshiping

Ming Qi crowed his feathers slightly, and stretched out his hand to take out the ancient xun.

The jade finger is transparent, and it rests on the pure black ancient xun, reflecting the ultimate whiteness.

She figured out the correct playing posture, pressed the hole with her fingertips, and moved her fingers slightly.

For a while, countless people stared at her every move, no matter in the live broadcast room or at the scene, and they became a little nervous for no reason.

Ming Qi brought the ancient xun to his mouth and blew it slowly.

The sound of the Xun is thick and heavy, and it is ancient and vicissitudes. The ancient wizards also used it as a musical instrument for worshiping heaven.

When Ming Qi blew the first Xun music, it seemed that some kind of taboo had been opened, a layer of invisible waves swayed from the space, and circles of space rippled out of the set.

Whether it's the people on the set or the live broadcast room, they just feel that their minds are empty, and their hearts are filled with the mysterious Xun Yin.

It seems that the ancient gods came to the world, full of inviolable sanctity and nobility.

Accompanied by the endless sound of Xun coming out of the sky, there was a faint commotion outside the set.

A lark flew out of the window, and as if there was some obstacle, it only hovered by the window, and finally landed on the window.

Then, birds flew over one by one, pigeons, kingfishers, tits... fluttering excitedly around the window, and then stopped on the window one by one... more and more, until the whole window was covered by birds class occupied.

On the Heshan Mountain thousands of miles away, cheetahs, wolf dogs, and countless birds and beasts came out of their caves, climbed up the eaves of trees, stood in the mountains, roared, and prostrated themselves on the ground.Countless birds hovered in the sky, flying up and down.

In an instant, it seemed that the animals of the whole world came out.

However, at this moment, no one noticed these abnormalities.

On the set, everyone was nailed in place like a dazed man.

Accompanied by the sound of Xun music, scrolls of pictures seemed to be slowly unfolding in front of my eyes.

The soul has come out of the body, chasing Xun Le away.

It climbed to the ancient mountains and valleys, walked through the water and forests, and listened to the songs of the cliffs.

The desert is vast, the glaciers are melting, the rivers are rushing, the camel bells are quiet in the yellow sand, and the travelers on the ancient roads are migrating...

The formation of geese pierces the sky, the altar is dedicated to the five grains, the belief in animism, the witch dance communicates with the gods, the totem is auspicious, and the witchcraft is at its peak...

Everything, the legendary ancient times.

Far from the mundane, elegant and mysterious Xun music, each sound cleanses the soul.

What does it feel like?

At this moment, the body is the container, and the soul transcends the latitude, transcends the fireworks in the world, rises from the mountains, and the dust settles down.

The soul is trembling, resonating, and surrendering.

clamoring to worship.

……

"Den."

With a crisp sound, Ming Qi put down the ancient xun, waking everyone up.

The invisible waves swayed again.

The birds by the window are scattered, and the beasts on the mountain hide.

It is earth-shattering when it comes, and it is silent when it leaves.

Everyone raised their heads in a trance and looked towards the center.

The girl has crooked eyebrows and black hair and white skirt, as always.

However, it was covered with a sense of sacredness that was difficult for others to touch.

For a long time no one spoke.

Whether it was the set or the live broadcast room, everyone lost their vocal cords and their voices were hoarse for a long time.

There was silence all around, and the barrage in the live broadcast room was cleared.

After a while, the girl held her chin: "How?"

……

Except for professionals, it is actually difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the level of musical instrument playing skills.

And everyone has different tastes and preferences. The same piece of music, maybe you like what one person plays, but you won't feel it if you change it to another person.

In this case, it is quite difficult to distinguish the level of technology and reach everyone's consensus—unless the strength of the two is too different.

Xu Liu is the closed disciple of Master Deng Shuwen, and the honors he has carried over the years have never been false.

His own strength is absolutely excellent, even stronger than most people.

Before Ming Qi played, her performance received rave reviews, even Xu Jing and the others had to admit that she was excellent, and everyone boasted that she was worthy of being a master's disciple.

But after Ming Qi played, they lost their voices—because they couldn't go against their hearts.

The soul washed by Xunle is still trembling, as if it has gone to a life and death, in exchange for transformation and rebirth, it can't recover for a long time.

Until the girl raised her chin and said, "How?"

A question brought him back to his senses.

Everyone was in a trance, with inexplicable expressions.

Xu Liu was also immersed in this dream, and now he came back to his senses, his heart was ups and downs: "I...I...you..."

She is out of her mind.

how is this possible?
Why is Ming Qi so good at playing the ancient xun?
This is impossible!
Ming Qi looked at her, without emotion: "Are you convinced?"

Xu Liu's face turned pale, and her already pretty face became even more dispirited, and she was still unwilling: "No!"

"It's just a coincidence! How could you be better than me?! I... I am a recognized genius! I am the only closed disciple recognized by my master... How can I not be better than you!"

Xu Liu obviously fell into self-doubt, and was incoherent at this time.Even his expression turned ferocious, losing his original demeanor.

Ming Qi looked at her, and suddenly opened his lips: "Emotion is the soul of Xun Le."

Xu Liu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked up at her.

"Among the ancient musical instruments, the Xun sound is the most emotive. Both the appeal and the appeal are the strongest among the ancient musical instruments, which is why it is called the 'first ancient musical instrument'—the Xun sound without emotion is like Empty, tasteless."

Ming Qi's speech speed has always been unhurried, but at this moment, his voice is clear and clear, and every word is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Xu Liu's face turned pale.

Ming Qi tilted his head slightly and looked directly at her: "A person who is truly talented in music is never above the body, but full of emotion and soul."

"Your xun music has form but no spirit. You win with skill, but it's just a melody."

Her gaze was calm, and she calmly stated a cruel fact:

"The word genius is not appropriate."

Xu Liu stood in place, his body swayed, and he was on the verge of falling, like a seedling in a storm, which would be destroyed in the next second.

Others may not understand what Ming Qi said, they just heard Ming Qi say that Xu Liu is not a genius.

But only Xu Liu knew that her words were every word.

Those repressed past events that had been dusty for a long time came to mind in an instant.

"Emotion, emotion! Your music has no emotion, what's the use of the right rhythm, absolutely no aura!"

"Music without spirit doesn't deserve to be called art at all, Master Deng's closed disciple? Heh, it's just mediocre."

"Xu Liu, with me here, you will only live in my shadow forever."

"Xiao Liu, if you have half the talent of your sister... At the beginning, it was because of your sister's talent that I thought you were a piece of jade, but I didn't expect..."

"What a pity! Why did something happen to your sister all of a sudden? Otherwise, she must be shining brightly in the music industry now. I have never seen anyone more talented than her."

"Xiao Liu, you don't have to force yourself. As long as you are obedient and obedient, you will still be my only closed disciple, and I will teach you well..."

"No!" Xu Liu clasped his head in both hands, and broke down suddenly: "I'm a genius, no one can compare to me!"

"None of you can compare to me, Ming Qi! And Xu Yan! You are all trash! I am the real genius!"

Ming Qi looked at her, his eyes were still light and emotionless.

(End of this chapter)