Chapter 115 - Forcefully Slapping Face

The music that Xia Wanyuan played with the leaves was surprisingly gentle and moving. It was pleasant to the ear, like a gentle chirp of a Vermillion Bird. Together with the sound of flowing water in the night, it seemed to have drawn people into the moonlit environment of the deep mountains.

The anxious hearts of the audience calmed down under the gentle music.

About two minutes later, Chen Yun sent a message to Xia Wanyuan, informing her that the adjustment had been completed.

Xia Wanyuan stopped, but the audience was not satisfied.

[ I have a feeling that we're going to slap our faces… ]

[ Me too… How can she blow the leaves so beautifully? ]

[ Stop bluffing. Aren't you going to compose a song? Can you hurry up? ]

"Everyone, you can start sending the comments. I'm counting to ten now. The first comment I intercepted in the rolling chat box will be the first lucky guest."

After Xia Wanyuan finished talking about the rules, the audience felt that it was very fair. The speed of the comments in the rolling chat box was very fast, especially the more comments the fans sent, the faster the comments rolled. It was completely uncontrollable.

At this moment, everyone's enthusiasm was aroused.

"Begin."

At Xia Wanyuan's command, the comments flooded into the live-stream, and the situation of the rolling comments was displayed in real-time.

"1, 2, 3… 10. Time is up." As Xia Wanyuan pressed the pause button, the comments in the chat stopped rolling.

"Congratulations, "I want to sleep early" for getting the first spot today. Now, you can post your request in the live-stream."

[ I want to sleep early: F*ck!! It's actually me!!! Ahhh!! I've been playing a game recently. I especially like a young general in it. He died in battle for his country and ultimately couldn't be with his beloved. I've never found a song suitable for him. ]

This netizen's words resonated with many people. This was a very popular ancient-style game. The young general and the enemy female spy were very sadistic but very popular CPs.

Xia Wanyuan looked at the comments and roughly knew the characters and experiences of the characters.

She thought for a while and sat in front of the zither.

With a light flick of her fingers, the sound of the zither could be heard.

From the beginning, the sound of the zither was extremely deep and fast. It was as if a storm was approaching, bringing people into an era where heroes were vying for supremacy. The zither music carried a tense atmosphere, as if blades would be unsheathed in the next second.

"On the peak of the jade mountain, the battle flag is fluttering, looking down on all, and the sword is pointed at the front."

Xia Wanyuan gradually quickened the rhythm of the zither, and the sound of the zither was loud. A young general in iron armor seemed to have ridden over, raising a sandstorm.

The sound of battle could be heard everywhere. Xia Wanyuan's ten fingers flew across the air, as if she was not in a pavilion but a battlefield on a thousand-li mountain of blood. Even through the screen, the audience seemed to feel the cruel aura of the real battlefield.

"Whose eyes are shining like the moonlight on the cold night in Qinhuai? Whose cheeks are dyed with the sunset glow under Longevity Street?"

Amidst the high notes of the zither, there were slowly additional gentle tunes. Xia Wanyuan's voice had also softened a little. It was as if in this chaotic world, there was still a moment of peace under the lanterns and moons.

Everyone seemed to see the young general wrapped in golden armor change into a white robe and lean against the railing to look at the girl he loved. His eyes were bright and soft like the spring sunshine in March.

"Sacrificing the mountains and rivers with one sword, giving this body to the country, giving this heart to her, keeping my old promise, going to the frost in my next life."

The sound of the zither gradually became hurried, but it also carried a hint of pain. Everyone seemed to see their former lover facing the two armies in the endless yellow sand.

The setting sun was like blood. The young general brandished his sword and used his body to guard the Mountain River Banquet behind him. The swords and spears connected, and the bones were all white.

The horn of victory sounded. The general was covered in wounds and on the verge of death, but he was looking in the direction of the enemy troops.

In this life or his next, he would not let down the country.

In the latter part of the song, the ancient zither sound seemed to be whimpering. However, in the deepness, there was another hint of lightness. It was relief and understanding.

After the song ended, those who had played games and those who had never played games were all immersed in the mood that Xia Wanyuan had created.

[ I'm really crying. ]

[ Oh my god, although I've never played games before, I'm so touched. I feel like crying. ]

[ I love this general too. He's an indomitable person, but I have to bear too many responsibilities. I won't let down my country in this life or in my next life. Boohoo, my tears are worthless. ]

[ F*ck, I'm a man, yet I'm tearing from listening to this song. ]

[ That war scene is so realistic. Although I've never been on the battlefield, I felt as if I was really standing at the edge of the war and watching them fight. I've heard so many songs, but I've never seen anyone who can make the scene look so real. ]

Meanwhile, the user called "I want to sleep early" was already crying uncontrollably. "This is the feeling!! Oh my god! I've heard many songs. Either they only write about their love, or they're very sad. But the ending is really good. The general didn't let the country down, and his heart didn't let down the person he loved. In the end, he was actually freed!"

After this move, the attitude of most people in the live-stream had changed greatly.

"User, Xiaoyu, tips the broadcaster a Myriad of Stars."

Xia Yu was originally playing games on a live-stream. At eight o'clock, he brought the entire live-stream audience to watch Xia Wanyuan play the piano.

The reluctant audience who wanted to watch Xia Yu play games were now sincerely praising Xia Wanyuan.

"The user Sheng rewards the broadcaster with a Myriad of Stars."

"The user Ling rewards the broadcaster with a Myriad of Stars."

The meteor special effects appeared in the live-stream one after another.

[ Has it started??? Is the meteor shower going to start again? ]

[ Move my stool properly, I want to watch the rich people throw money. ]

[ Didn't you say you were going to draw three people? Hurry up, hurry up. Make one for me to conquer the world. I can't wait anymore. ]

[ The person in front, go and see a doctor tomorrow. It's time to check on this habit of getting drunk easily. ]

Seeing the word 'Ling', Xuan Sheng's hand that was holding the wine glass paused. A hint of charm flashed across his peach blossom eyes.

With a light tap of his fingers, another shooting star effect bloomed in the live-stream.

"The user Sheng rewards the broadcaster with a Myriad of Stars and left a message: I like it."

Almost instantly, new popular special effects covered this announcement.

[ User Ling gifts the broadcaster ten Myriad of Stars. ]

The corners of Xuan Sheng's lips curled up slightly as he slowly drank the red wine.

"Thank you for the gift. Now, let's begin the second person's draw. Let's begin."

This time, the number of people participating was more than double that of before. Those who were attracted by the large number of gifts, in addition to the passers-by who had heard the news, the speed of the comments was so fast that the naked eye could not catch up.

"Stop." Xia Wanyuan pressed the pause button.

Everyone was a little speechless.

This user's name was a little familiar. Could this be the power of money?