peach luck evil king

Chapter 64
Asakusa Nishiko, born in June 1992 in Tokyo, Japan, is a Japanese female artist.

Won two gold medals in world-class classical music competitions, and is good at playing the thirteen-string guzheng.Known as a national treasure-level beauty artist in the Japanese literary and art circles.

The orange lights of the concert hall dimmed again, and the pink and white lights framed a large area in the center of the stage as a semicircle.Crimson cherry petals began to fall in the air, and Zhao Cangxizi, under the light of a light beam of crimson light, slowly walked into the center of the pink-white halo of falling petals...

Chao Cang Xizi hugged the dark thirteen-string guzheng, lowered his jaw slightly to the stage, and squatted gently half sideways in the center of the stage.Dreamy lights, crimson cherry blossoms floating all over the sky, and a large black zither placed directly across her lap.This weird way of swinging the kite, after being made by her, is extremely elegant.

The wide black thirteen-stringed zither was pressed on Chao Cang Xizi's delicate knees, like a withered pear tree pressing a clump of delicate white crabapples, presenting a kind of sickly beauty.

Chao Cang Xizi's exquisite face was slightly tilted up, a piece of crimson cherry blossoms just fell on her brow bone tattoo, real and fake petals overlapped on the snow-white complexion, making her face as beautiful as a flower demon.

frame...frame...frame...

He started playing the zither, the sound was pleasant and there was a bit of crackling rustling... Suddenly it changed to a soft tone, and then the sound poured down like mercury, overwhelming depression and desolation.

"Guzheng doesn't need a zither stand, it is played on your knees, and it starts with such a bland and harsh opening. Today's performers are very unconventional." Professor Hu's eyes in the audience were a little confused.

Originally, Guzheng is famous for its elegance, beauty and charm.Different songs will bring different feelings to people, such as high mountains and flowing water, new songs in Dongting, fishing boats singing late, etc.But I have never dared to use the guzheng as a pipa, and it plays as magnificent as Qin Opera.

The tone conversion is extremely intensive, and the petals of the crimson cherry blossoms in the sky seem to change the rhythm of falling, fast and slow with the sound of the zither.

A picture of a girl in her boudoir leaning on a building looking forward to waiting is unfolding in front of everyone... The setting sun is like blood, and the path stretches into the distance, and the beauty is eager to see through; The rain and snow are falling on the upper floor, the horseshoes are rushing downstairs, the beautiful woman leans on the building and stares, but the passerby is not the returnee...

The picture fades gradually, and the figure of the beautiful woman upstairs seems to be lying on the railing and weeping, and the veil on her body is falling downstairs; it seems that the veil is still in the railing, and the person has fallen into the sky...

Frame... Frame Frame..., Frame... Frame Frame...

There are thirteen tones in a row, the strings are broken and crisp, with little aftertaste.The zither strings on Chao Cangxizi's lap were all broken.People seem to see the dead leaves and flowers all over the floor downstairs, welcoming and embracing the beautiful woman who has fallen from the building...

There was a deathly silence, and the female audience was tearing up, but no one wiped it away; the male audience was full of depression, and felt that they had failed too many women's affection.Some people actually have the idea of ​​how happy life is and how sad it is to die. The world is so miserable, why not go out and become a monk!
sad!So fucking sad!

This is definitely a miraculous work of sadness in the boudoir!Although the sadness makes people want to cut the pulse.

Senaya's drumbeats brought youth and joy to everyone, and Chao Cangxizi's zither strings imprinted sorrow and despair in people's minds.The appeal of this piece has made most of the judges lose their ability to judge.Such a young woman can interpret the emotions of the world to such an extent that one has to suspect that she is a monster herself.

The lighting engineer actually forgot to brighten the light, and slowly raised his head towards Cang Xizi, his face was already stained with tears.Anyone has to admit that this woman has exhausted all her emotions and tried her best to play this song, "the string is broken".

"There are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken string?" Cao Buchan felt lost. Could it be that my bosom friend is Brother Shaolong?Damn, it should be Miss Chao Cang Xizi in front of me.

Cao Buchan slapped himself severely, put away the tragic thoughts of picking up soap, and turned his mentality back to the normal track in time.

Xie Wanqiu has already achieved great skill when he was young, and his willpower is several times stronger than that of ordinary people.The first one stood up and applauded slowly. Tang Shi and Yuan Ci also woke up from their grief and applauded. Zhao Shaolong sat in a wheelchair, held back the pain in his back, and began to applaud too.

There was no jumping, no screaming, people stood up spontaneously, and the sparse applause gradually became denser, and after a while, it merged into a tidal wave of applause.

After several 10 minutes of consultation, the judges finally gave a high score of 99 points.

Zhao Shaolong burst into tears, the people who listened to this song were depressed, their bodies were weak, and their injuries seemed to have worsened, how could they go on stage and surpass Chao Cangxizi?It is unimaginably difficult.

After a dozen or so pieces of classical music, the audience was so overjoyed and saddened that they almost had a nervous breakdown, and they probably would have a serious illness when they went back.Only then did most people understand the deep meaning of the organizer's prohibition of bringing minors into the venue.

There were still three performers, and the last show was played by the organizer. Two security personnel signaled to Zhao Shaolong and Xie Wandong that it was time to go to the backstage to prepare.Zhao Shaolong nodded, and two security guards escorted him and Xie Wandong backstage.

Professor Hu followed closely behind, and also followed to the backstage dressing room.

"Shaolong, Chao Cang Xizi's song "String Break" corresponds to your "Broken Flute" regardless of the title or style of the song. If you perform well, you can tie for the first place with her." Professor Hu didn't know what to do. , had to cheer up.

Zhao Shaolong closed his eyes and concentrated on it. After a while, he finally felt that those few bugs were still alive and swimming in his body.The body is still very weak, but this time it must explode, even if it is an injury, it must be tough.

"Professor Hu, is Chao Cang Xizi a Japanese girl?" Zhao Shaolong asked while stroking the Hongwu iron flute on his knee.

"Yeah, a native of Tokyo, a serious Japanese."

"We are the organizer, Professor Hu, I am not representing an individual this time. Although she is a Japanese girl, she can be allowed to do some other activities. But this performance has become a competition, which concerns the honor and disgrace of the country. I She has to be pushed to the ground."

"But, are you sure?" Professor Hu wished he had confidence.

Zhao Shaolong thought for a while and then said, "There are no special effects in other countries' performances. Why did you sprinkle so many cherry blossom petals for Chao Cangxizi? Isn't this affecting the fairness of the competition?"

Professor Hu paused, "Other countries don't ask for it. It's only because they haven't mastered the essence of stage performance. They can't give it to them if they don't want it, but I don't give it to them if they want it. If they want it, they have to say it... ..."

Zhao Shaolong immediately laughed when he heard Professor Hu's answer, "Say, go on, you haven't finished this line yet."

Professor Hu obviously didn't understand what he was referring to, and looked confused.

After a while, Professor Hu showed a childlike sly smile on his face, "Shaolong, in fact, I have arranged more special effects for you, which are more shocking. Chao Cangxizi's is just a little drizzle."

You are so cunning!Unexpectedly, Professor Hu also has an unkind side.

"Professor Hu has worked hard. With your words, I feel much more at ease." Zhao Shaolong responded with a sinister smile, adding some confidence in his heart.

Fight!For the tribe, oh, for my eternal life.

(End of this chapter)