The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 395, everything I do is justice
"He actually wants to play the song of Chu. Is he crazy?" Beside James, a middle-aged woman's mouth was trembling: "Why should he play the song of Chu?"

Looking at the middle-aged woman whose mouth was trembling, James raised his brows and asked doubtfully, "Is this Chu Ge difficult?"

"Do you know the allusion to besieged from all sides?"

"I know, the story of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, has been learned in the history of this world." James said with a smile: "A very powerful person, who is surrounded by the city and still fearless in the face of enemy soldiers approaching the city. I admire the person who carries out the word "Overlord" all his life."

"That's right, this Song of Chu is about the overlord Xiang Yu being surrounded by enemies, the end of a hero, and reminiscing about other emotions. The Guqin is a very magical instrument that can express the emotions of the player in the form of the piano, but the premise is that The player must have such emotion." The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "The songs of Chu Ge Chu Ge, let alone young people, even some people who have gone through vicissitudes of life can't really play it out. This Taoist priest Chu Ge is giving up on himself, and he never thought about presenting this piece of music."

After listening to the middle-aged woman's words, James shook his head and looked at the stage with some disappointment.

"If you know that your skills are inferior to others, you should leave the stage honestly. Why bother to play emotions that you can't control? In fact, I can also understand your thoughts. We took out the Ninth Symphony, which is the most satisfactory answer. If you seem to surpass us, you also want to The difference between coming up with a song that you can't control temporarily is that I succeeded and you failed."

James began to sigh again, and began to sigh why the gap between people is so big.

Sure enough, when Chu Ge started, everyone present who could understand Guqin frowned.

No, there is no such thing as the end of the hero of the Overlord of Western Chu, reminiscing about other emotions.

It's just a dry guqin, and the technique is not bad.

"The level of a university club lover."

On the other side, Xiao Qing also said: "It's cold, this Chu song is not very good, how long has it been since he played the guqin."

However, at this moment, Zhang Xingda who was next to him suddenly became sluggish, his eyes blurred.

"Xingda? What's the matter with you." Xiaoqing noticed that her boyfriend's face was a little strange, and said quickly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhang Xingda looked dazed and murmured.

"I just heard a different sound in this piano, a different sound."

Xiao Qing wanted to say something, but suddenly his expression became dull.

There was a sound in my ear, like thunder.

Crazy, wild, confident voice.

【What I do is justice. 】

At the same time, other people present also felt that something was wrong.

"Did you feel that the sound of the guqin changed when it was played?"

"Wait a minute. He's getting better!"

"The technique is still the same technique, but the emotion seems to have changed."

More and more people are hearing different voices in their ears.

"What's there, I can't hear it at all." James was about to smile when he felt a voice in his ear.

【What I do is justice. 】

James also suddenly froze.

The piano music continued, and the voice in my ear became louder and louder.

Finally, James suddenly fell to the ground.

The scene in front of me has undergone some changes.
is hallucination.

It is the back of a person.

A person is facing many, many people, overwhelming people.

The person standing alone in the same place does not appear to be weak and pitiful, on the contrary, he is very powerful.

When the hero is at the end, the long song should cry.

Even in the face of millions of enemies alone, he remains calm and composed, like a madman, his pride boundless.

Compared with the end of the hero of the Overlord of Western Chu, it is even worse.

"Guqin. It can really play emotions. It's still such a strong emotion."

This was James' first thought.

But his second thought was
How could he play with such emotion!

"I can feel the rhyme of my piano. It's amazing. Is this really the piece I played?"

Li Yu closed his eyes slightly, playing the guqin in front of him.

A very strange feeling welled up in my heart.

The rhyme of the guqin is flowing.
The hand that played, subconsciously played the due emotion.

"I don't even know, I can really play Chu Ge's emotions"

Li Yu himself didn't understand why he chose to play Chuge. Obviously, this song was the worst when he played the song in the university club, and he was shocked when he subconsciously said that he wanted to play Chuge. My brain short-circuited.

If Chu Ge's boldness cannot be shown, it is not Chu Ge. The empty tragic will only make people feel embarrassed and want to laugh.

Li Yu felt it when she was learning this piece, and the more she played it, the more embarrassing she became.

Li Yu felt that her hands were becoming more and more uncontrollable, and the emotion she played became stronger and stronger.

The hero's end is not sad, but more courageous and less fearful.

"Am I really the one-in-a-million guqin genius? Can I directly express the guqin's feelings? I'm too strong."

Chu Ge started, Li Yu slowly opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him changed.

No longer on stage.

Faced with the change of the environment, Li Yu was very calm, and muttered: "Could it be that my own piano sound resonated with me? Did it resonate with something? It's incredible that I actually resonated with myself."

There is a cloud in front of me.

In the middle is himself, standing above the clouds and mist, are densely packed people, wearing clothes and armors of different colors, and strange clothes.

Where these people came from, and why they came here, they didn't say anything.

Just standing on top of the clouds.

Speechless, angry, Li Yu could feel many emotions, the people around him had only one attitude, and that was anger.

"Everything I do is for justice. You rats, you only dare to rush up to ants"

It could be vaguely seen that several sword lights shot out from behind the man in the middle.

However, the illusion quickly dissipated, and the audience returned to the venue.

The song is over.

The hall was silent.

However, after a brief silence, thunderous applause erupted, and even James couldn't help applauding.

"It's amazing, no matter how soft this piece is, no matter how good the player is, it can't really play the sadness of a hero's end." The middle-aged woman's hands were all red, and she murmured Said: "He is young. It seems that he has really experienced the end of the hero. It is unforgettable, the kind that cannot be forgotten."

(End of this chapter)