I'm really a magician

Chapter 179
"Let's go now, don't you want to see more?"

"Is it to prepare for the future, do you need preparation time?"

"Shen Huan doesn't interact with the barrage anymore. He is very cold. It seems that he has a lot of things to do tonight."

"Shen Huan's big scene seems to be on the hook. Since last year's Spring Festival Gala thought they were too petty and impromptu to present a big scene, it has been out of control since then, and it has become bigger and bigger!"

"In the past, he always loved telling stories and making jokes. Later, he even went to the funny zone and the sand sculpture zone to try his luck."

"Don't miss it, miss it and you can't go back to the past."

"..."

The big ship continued to set off again.

Shen Huan still stood at the bow of the boat, looking a little more bleak.

Anyway, keep going.

This time, there was no wormhole jumping scene, sailing above the mountains, rivers and forests.

Sailing high in the sky, the long wind howled.

There are magnificent mountains and rivers ahead, flowing quickly below.

All kinds of lofty mountains and verdant forests.

It is still daytime, and many scenes can be seen very clearly.

They were all staring at whether there were any traces of cutouts, but no matter how hard they searched, they didn't seem to find it.

I saw the surging river from a distance, and the big ship was sailing towards that side at this time.

Below is a jubilant river, looking down from above, it looks like a silver ribbon, reflecting the sun.

Pentium, sparkling.

This world, this white cloud, this sun, and this kind of rivers and mountains.

Special effects are burning Special effects are burning!
It makes people feel that it hasn't been burned yet, right?

At this time, the big boat is a sliding shovel again.

Fall down and slide smoothly.

Not only the passengers on the ship, but also the movement of the ship watching the camera in the live broadcast room.

Unbelievable.

Is this realistic sense of falling really achievable on the river?
Don't talk about 4d anymore, Shen Huan even gave a boat to 4d, is it okay?

The big boat landed back on the river with a bang, raising a large splash of water.

There were also splashes that fell on passengers on deck.

Then everyone watched the ship continue to sail.

Finally came back to the river, and then went upstream.

There are green mountains and green waters on both sides of the strait, and there are bamboo forests and farmlands.

They are all extremely beautiful natural scenery, although I didn't see any tourists.

Xu Junlan and the others are still amazed at this kind of ability. Is the fairy art really so powerful? Where are we?

Some people also tried to open the positioning, but the navigation software kept turning in circles.

I just faintly feel that there is a magical magnetic field covering my surroundings, and only the network and signal can still be normal.

But if the magnetic field is used to block it, why can the signal not be affected? Shen Huan even considered these things?He has to keep a signal for his own live broadcast.

I can't figure out how he did it. Can he control this kind of thing by himself?The more I get to know him now, the more confused I become.

It's as if others don't understand his tricks.

Shen Huan has the ability to move mountains and fill seas, and can easily steer a small ferry.

"It's so beautiful here, where did Shen Huan take the scene from?"

"I have a feeling that I am looking at the landscape of Guilin. If I take the train and pass through, I will find that the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait is so beautiful."

"Yes, yes, I remembered, I have really been there many times to play."

"Shen Huan is also cheating. This boat has been sailing for too long. I saw that the time has not been an hour. It feels like I have gone to many places and seen a lot of history."

"This is something you can't see anywhere on a cruise ship."

"Why is it getting dark again?"

"I've been wondering how to achieve this kind of natural light."

"..."

It seemed as if the curtain had been drawn shut again in the sky.

Soon it was shrouded again.

Inch by inch of darkness within the visible field of vision of the naked eye enveloped the foreshadowing.

Suddenly it was already dark.

It was dark in all directions.

The river seemed to be real. After it gradually quieted down, I listened carefully and felt the roar of the engine and the flow of the river water on both sides.

Is this back on the river again?

"We seem to be starting from the Yangtze River."

"Did Shen Huan remove the special effects? Why is it so dark around here?"

"It's not over yet. Besides, this is such a small section of the Yangtze River."

"Why do I feel a little weird? Just now you also found out that the river is real, right? Shen Huan locked us somewhere, right?"

"If it weren't for the fact that I still have the net, I would already be trembling."

"Don't panic, we will post a short video first if there is something to do."

"..."

Some people thought it was coming back.

But if you look closely, the scale of this river is too small, it is just a small river.

How could it be the Yangtze River?

You thought you were back, but in fact we are still in the scene arranged by Shen Huan.

Don't panic, take a video first.

The ship sailed on, this time on the water.

The sky is full of moonlight, reflecting the silver light on the river.

The two sides of the strait are dark, and there is no familiar night scene, no tall buildings and familiar lights.

This kind of darkness is not frightening, and only when you have no network or signal does it make you feel that you are disconnected from the world before you will have fear...

Shen Huan's live broadcast also needs a signal.

At this time, there seemed to be some movement ahead, and the big boat suddenly started to turn. It seemed like it was still drifting on the river.

Everyone followed suit.

A boat appeared, and it looked smaller than ours.

This is a wooden boat.

Ancient science and technology can be regarded as very developed, even wooden boats are quite powerful.

There seemed to be some movement on Jiang'an, and someone had already appeared at the pier.

Everyone looked at the side of the boat as if they were watching a drama.

Then there was background music playing at this time.

Everyone listen to this, this is "Pipa Xing".

There was the sound of reading aloud blowing along the river wind, and it became clearer and clearer.

"In the tenth year of Yuanhe, Yuzuo moved to Sima, Jiujiang County. Next autumn, I will see off guests at Panpukou. I heard that those who played the pipa in the middle of the boat at night heard the sound, and there was a sound of Kyoto. Ask him, I am a girl in Chang'an, and try to learn the pipa. Yu Mu and Cao Ershancai, old and decrepit, committed themselves to being Jia's wife. So he ordered wine to make him play a few songs quickly. After the song was finished, he recounted the joys of his childhood. Now he is drifting and haggard, and he migrated to the rivers and lakes. Two years after I became an official, I felt peaceful and at ease, feeling the words of the people, and felt the intention of being relegated at night. Because of the long sentence, the song was given as a gift, and the two words of 610 were called "Pipa Xing"."

It's "Pipa Xing", which was memorized by many people in middle school.

Now that I see this scene being performed, I still feel a lot of emotion.

There was also a voice, and the text was sung again.

There was a soundtrack, like a zither and a dongxiao playing together.There are pipas and various ancient musical instruments.

"Seeing off guests at night on the Xunyang River, maple leaves and flowers rustling in autumn..."

The female voice seemed to be singing lightly, and it seemed to have more and more charm when listening carefully.

Even the opera came out later, which felt amazing.

But there is no culture, so just say shit.

"I really thought I had traveled through time, and then I heard this voice. This was teacher Zheng Xiao's singing."

Someone in the live broadcast room has already heard it.

That sense of time travel is still too real.

Teacher Zheng Xiao is a descendant of the Mei School of Peking Opera. Listening to this singing, she has already felt the beauty, dignity, gentleness and various advantages.

As soon as the singing came out, everyone felt a different foundation and experience.

After the drama comes out, this kind of experience is very powerful.

While watching the performance on the boat over there from a distance.

Immersive experience, intoxicating viewing.

Even so, there are still some black powder steel bars emerging.

The barrage is about to start again.

"Holy shit, someone dissed that the words were not well written, awesome, Bai Juyi is not as awesome as you [doge]."

"You people have listened to too many Internet celebrity songs, and you can't even appreciate this."

"I think it's very good, and there's still a performance to watch! Really, I got goosebumps when I heard it."

"It's really great! As a layman, I don't know what's so good, but it's just different. As soon as she opened my mouth, I got goosebumps! So good!! [Like Like]"

"I couldn't tell the difference, but the first sentence I spoke made my scalp numb and I got goosebumps!"

"Listen to the song and make noise, I will memorize the whole chapter."

"Personally, I don't know if you have that feeling. The teacher's mouth sounds like we usually speak, whether it is intonation or timbre, but what is particularly amazing is that her high pitch goes to the low pitch. Every sentence is in tune, because very few people have such a high and low voice when their own voice is relatively thick, so it makes people feel very amazing! The national team, boy skills, 1 minute on stage and [-] years off stage... ...they really have something."

"The skills and ability of this kind of teacher are really beyond doubt. Her voice is very unique. At first glance, it seems to be nothing special, but if you look carefully, many of these relatively low female voices can't sing like this. It's a relaxed but charming feeling, especially nowadays most of the voices that are popular today are actually mid-high. Her voice may not be what everyone is used to and love to hear, but it can make my skin crawl instantly. , I can only say that the national team really has the reason for the national team, it’s so special!”

"It's amazing to be able to handle it so well. It's really rare to hear someone sing Cheng Zhuan He in such a plain tone!"

"It feels like a singing voice that flows naturally, effortlessly."

"The small voice is like a buff, and it just uses the small voice to cover up the defect of the lack of high-pitched range of the original voice!"

"I really like this poem, and I can still recite it in full after so many years."

"As soon as she opened her voice and the performance began, the maple leaves and flowers and the Xunyang lights 1000 years ago suddenly came alive again, and the autumn moon slowly rose from the heart of the river. Then the boat rolled and oars, noisy and lively, like Weeping like a complaint. Profound, resentful, agile, and contains a thousand years of love. This song should only exist in the sky."

"..."

The original ancient works were performed by actors on the spot.

And after the work is arranged and sung, everything comes alive.

It's like walking out of the picture scroll.

Finally, in Jiangzhou Sima Qingshan's wet shallow singing, the scene in front of him slowly faded away.

Pipa girl and Bai Juyi, other supporting roles, wooden boat...

It was as if they were gradually disappearing into the picture scroll.

Finally the light gradually dimmed.

There is nothing left, it disappears.

It was still pitch black.

Just now everything was like an illusion.

More than 1000 years ago, Bai Juyi was seeing off guests by the Xunyang River. The autumn wind, maple leaves, and bright moon reflected the vast river.

In the end, it seems to have slowly passed away with the long river of history.

It is embarrassing.

The big ship continued to move, sailing on the river in the dark night.

A thousand words, do not know where to start.

In the end, there was a sound of shit.Let's collect gifts in the live broadcast room.

Shen Huan has prepared so many shows tonight, and he is starting to catch up with the next show.

Everyone really felt that the big ship was sailing, and the waves were flowing.

The sun and the moon changed, and everyone soon saw that the surrounding scene became day again.

We were stunned, can this be adjusted at will?

It's as if I have a switch, and it switches quickly when I press it.

The two sides of the strait seem to be gradually becoming more lively, and everyone sees more houses and buildings, buildings in the distance, and mountains and forests.

The big boat was still passing through the river, but few people were seen behind it.

Many bullet screens say that there are not enough funds and not enough actors haha.

The scenery and cutouts on both sides are already extremely advanced, and there may not be many w's in a second.

After seeing a high pavilion by the river, many people were amazed.

Here we go, here we go again, everyone is too familiar with this stop.

"This is the Tengwang Pavilion."

"Go to Tengwang Pavilion, go see Wang Bo, right?"

"Wang Bo is also my idol."

"Anyway, when you encounter a fraudulent poet, just call him an idol."

"Wang Bo's death is the loss of the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the loss of the entire Chinese literary circle."

"After seeing this building, I can still see the scene of that high-spirited young man standing in front of the guests and swaying his writing."

"The local people passed by. The reason why the Tengwang Pavilion has been continuously built for thousands of years is not to commemorate a feudal prince, but to carry Wang Bo's famous stories through the ages. The Tengwang Pavilion can be continuously repaired because of the "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion"."

"Everyone has died since ancient times, but Wen has lived forever!"

"I liked this article the most when I was in high school. The teacher only asked me to recite a paragraph, but I recited the whole text spontaneously. There is no such text that can make me so motivated as a scumbag."

"..."

The big ship stopped by the river.

We saw the gorgeous and bright river view over there.

Seeing that kind of sunset and solitary ducks flying together, seeing the long autumn water and the same color as the sky.

On the other side of the big ship, the banquet above the attic can be seen in progress.

Everyone was amazed to see that young man's wanton writing in Hui ink, his literary talents, and his famous works through the ages.

There is always someone who can leave a strong mark in history, in literature.

Shen Huan was really standing in front of the Tengwang Pavilion, bearing the eternal masterpieces for many years, standing there for many years.

I can see the rich energy flowing above, and I took a few more breaths, and my body seems to have received the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

Watching the reappearance of the scene more than 1000 years ago, it gradually dissipated.

This building will still be remembered and admired by countless posterity.

The ship moved on again.

"The sky is high and the earth is far away, and the universe is infinite; joy and sorrow come, and there are countless emptiness. Looking at Chang'an in the sun, Wu Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extreme and the southern sea is deep, the sky pillar is high and the north is far away. Guanshan is difficult to cross, who is sad People who have lost their way; when they meet by chance, they are all guests from other lands."

"The wind on a winter night, the bone-chilling cold, standing in this high-rise building, looking out the window, the lights are bright, the traffic is constantly flowing, and I am full of emotions. I am just a person who comes here to deliver food."

"Wang Bo drank some wine and recalled his life.

Back then, the young man was mad and offended the emperor for fighting cocks.

At the beginning, he was young and innocent, and as an official, he hid in private.

At the beginning, he was arrogant and arrogant, and he came from a family that didn't know the sufferings of the world.

At the beginning, he was a son of man in vain, but he committed a felony and caused his father to suffer.

With a pen soaked in ink in hand,

Wang Bo deeply analyzed his life,
After going through it, seeing it, and thinking it through, you will understand it.

The pen goes like a dragon and snake, and the thoughts fly,

After experiencing setbacks and reflections, a wonderful article through the ages was born.

At this time, Wang Bo was no longer the young man from Chang'an.

He has seen the highest emperor,

And hid runaway slaves,
Made friends with the princes and nobles who have fought eagles and cocks,

I also got to know Shengdou Xiaomin who is running around for a living,

Once famous in Chang'an for his talent,
Now he is in a state of desperation.

people,
Living between heaven and earth, but tiny as dust,
Don't be self-deprecating, don't be discouraged, just live to death.

A dog's tail grass will also bloom a flower! "

"..."

(End of this chapter)