“It's about time. Let's perform for everyone at the end.”

Initially, Xia Wanyuan didn't prepare anything. She wanted to come to Xia Yu's live-stream to guest star in it, but Chen Yun kept telling her that it was not easy for her to have a chance to show her face, so she had to perform well.

[ Xia Wanyuan's talent … Emmmm]

[ To be honest, I've been traumatized by that song of hers ever since she sang that song at the gala. ]

[ I feel like laughing. What does Xia Wanyuan want to do? Sing? ]

Xia Wanyuan left the camera, and not long after, she returned to the live-stream.

“The drama 'The Long Ballad' is about to meet everyone. I'm playing a role with a very long story inside. Let me sing a character song for everyone.”

With that, Xia Wanyuan stood up and sat in front of the cloth-covered frame by the window.

The audience in the live-stream was very puzzled. It was just a song. What is she doing? (italics)

Many people were spamming question marks in the live-stream.

Chen Yun, who was also watching the live broadcast at home and observing Xia Wanyuan's movements, felt worried.

Heavenly spirit, earth spirit, please don't cause trouble, Ancestor Xia. (italics)

He had been in charge of Xia Wanyuan for a long time. If Xia Wanyuan had any talent, he would not have to worry about her idling at home every day.

While everyone in the live-stream was feeling restless, Xia Wanyuan removed the silk cloth covering the shelf in front of her.

A zither that seemed to be filled with a sense of historical sediment shone faintly.

[ What is this?? ]

[ Guzheng? ]

[ Guzheng doesn't look like this, right? This one looks pretty good too. ]

[ F*ck, I'm shocked. This looks like Feng Xiqin! ]

[ I'm a b.u.mpkin in front. What is Feng Xiqin? ]

[ I'm also a b.u.mpkin in front, but I know a little. Feng Xiqin is said to be a centuries-old zither that has been lost on the market for a long time. I wonder if the one in front of Xia Wanyuan is the one. If it's Feng Xiqin, it would be amazing. ]

There were still some professionals in the comments. They were right. The one in front of Xia Wanyuan was the legendary Feng Xiqin.

According to the historical records, a few hundred years ago, the famous master of musical instruments, Lin Qian, had a daydream by the waters of Phoenix Mountain Creek. In his dream, he had a hundred birds wors.h.i.+pping the phoenix, and immortal music pierced the sky. After he woke up from his dream, an ancient tree appeared beside the master. It was the best material to make a top-grade ancient zither.

Master Lin Qian had gained inspiration from his dream and created this top-notch ancient zither. However, according to the legends, when Master Lin Qian pa.s.sed away in meditation, he had placed this ancient zither beside him. Hundreds of birds came to pay their respects. In the end, the hundred birds brought the Feng Xiqin back to Mount Fengxi. From then on, this ancient zither of the ages had never appeared in the future.

The reason why the comments could recognize the zither was mainly because the Feng Xiqin had extremely obvious characteristics.

In the camera, the zither in front of Xia Wanyuan was full in shape and had a black face. There was a jade emblem, a jade zither, a jade foot, a round dragon pool, and a rectangular shape of a phoenix swamp. On the head of the zither, the two words “Feng Xi” were written in green. On the left and right of the dragon pool, there was an engraving of Li Shuming: “Its voice thick and manly, its charm and its impetus”.

It really matched the Feng Xiqin recorded in the history books.

However, they could not believe that they could see Feng Xiqin, whom their teachers had wanted to see but had never seen in their lives, just by watching a gaming live broadcast.

Ignoring the comments, Xia Wanyuan raised her hand and placed it on the zither strings, playing it softly.

A deep clear sound spread from the zither string, as if it startled the soul voice that had been sleeping for a thousand years. This sound was as if the ancient zither was recounting its thousand years of longevity. An ancient ink painting unfolded in front of everyone.

[ AHHHH!!! I learned Guzheng!! Just one sound of this zither gives me gooseb.u.mps!! This must be the legendary Feng Xiqin! ]

[ Such a NB zither must be very expensive. Xia Wanyuan is also rich, but it's a pity that she ruined this ancient zither. ]

[ The person in front, you're speaking a little too early. From the way Xia Wanyuan raised her hand just now, she really doesn't look like she hasn't practiced the ancient zither. ]

[ As a lover of the ancient zither, I just want to touch the legendary Feng Xiqin. Boohoo, she has a cute younger brother and Feng Xiqin. I'm so sour. How can the difference between people be so huge? ]

In the study, Jun s.h.i.+ling, who had already left the computer table to continue reviewing doc.u.ments, heard the melodious sound of the zither and returned to the computer.

After Xia Wanyuan gently fiddled with it a few times, it was as if she had already adapted to the sound of the ancient zither. Her ten fingers fiddled with it, and a melody that was like spring water spilled out from her fingertips.

The pan-sound was like the sound of nature, cold and immortal. The lingering charm under her fingers was subtle and long. Sometimes, it was like human language, and it could be used to converse. Sometimes, it was like the emotions of the people, ethereal and ever-changing. The deep historical feeling of the ancient zither added some ancient charm to the music.

Everyone seemed to have been brought into a scene where gra.s.s grew and birds flew, and flowers bloomed everywhere.

A clear female voice poured into this scene like a clear spring. “Shen Palace of Spring, Cloud…”

Suddenly, the music was decadent. It lost some of its clarity and gained a deeper charm. “The long lamp is like the moon…”

Slowly, the music became extremely loud. However, there was an extreme emptiness in the high notes. It was as if they had reached the peak but had no support. They were about to break through the wind and descend at any moment.

The song stopped, but there was no movement in the live-stream.

Jun s.h.i.+ling stared at the computer screen quietly.

Today, Xia Wanyuan was wearing a moon-white dress. Her ink-black hair was pure, and her bright eyes and white teeth were like the moon and frost. It blurred the boundary between ancient and modern.

Now that her ten slender fingers were sitting in front of the ancient zither, she was like a painting that had been immersed in ink for a long time. She was n.o.ble and peerless, and it seeped into one's heart.

It was only when Xia Wanyuan announced the end and everyone left the live-stream that everyone was pulled out of the mood they had just been brought into.

[ F*ck… Did she really sing it? ]

[ Is it really not a tape? That's amazing. ]

[ I've always felt that the songs played by this ancient zither are more profound and obscure. This is the first time I've heard such a pleasant ancient style song. ]

[ Based on my experience as a person who has been in the ancient style industry for many years, this song is definitely composed by a gold medal composer. This song is really too good. I want the t.i.tle of the song! ]

[ Xia Wanyuan is so beautiful, my G.o.d!! When she was playing the piano, I felt that she was going to fly away in the next second!! She's too beautiful! I'm sorry, the organization. I'm going to defect. I've decided to be a fan of this little sister. ]

[ The betrayer in front, bring me along. Although I've always heard that Xia Wanyuan has a lot of scandals, she's really good-looking. She's such a beautiful sister who plays the piano and sings well! I really love her. ]

Outside the live-stream, Chen Yun was frozen like a stone statue.