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Chapter 1241: Chapter 1045: Snowy Brow Chapter 1241: Chapter 1045: Snowy Brow As the song information became available, live-streaming rooms across the continents ignited with discussion.

“This must be one of the classic segments that we Qin Continent people are most familiar with, the songs of Xian Yu from the Yu Dynasty.”

“Xian Yu’s songs really are numerous to an astonishing degree!”

“There has been a saying online these past few days, claiming that Xian Yu’s competition entries are about to run out, after all, up to now, Xian Yu has already brought out over a dozen works, more than any other composer in the Blue Songlympics!”

“I’m very curious when Xian Yu’s work will run out.”

“Logically speaking, it should be soon.”

“Let’s not talk about when Xian Yu’s work will run out just yet, the performance in this round is worth looking forward to because classical style is a category Xian Yu excels at. He has even single-handedly raised the bar for classical-style songs, composing music with a traditional feel.”

“Will this be a classical-style piece?”

The so-called classical style refers to songs like “East Wind Breaks.”

Of course, “Blue and White Porcelain” is also many people’s definition of “classical style,” and this piece is even acclaimed as the masterwork of classical style.

And classical style is also considered as one type of traditional-style songs.

For the time being, it can be considered as Blue Starian’s understanding of “Chinese style” music.

…

Discussion around the continents.

Xia Fan walked onto the stage alone.

And on the huge screen behind the stage, an image appeared.

It was a cute little boy in ancient costume, paying his respects to a lady in white.

The woman’s voice was filled with joy: “Bow your head to thank for the teacher’s grace, look, since you’ve drunk my tea, I’m your master now. The world is dangerous, master and disciple must be of one mind, together in life and death.”

Little boy: “Mhm.”

Woman: “I’ll go buy you a bag and some candied haws, wait for me, okay?”

The little boy looked anxious.

Woman: “What’s wrong? Are you scared being alone?”

Little boy: “Not at all!”

Woman: “Then why are you holding onto the hem of my clothes?”

Little boy: “I…”

Woman: “Don’t be afraid, your master is with you.”

…

The prelude animation gave everyone a general first impression of the song as the accompanying music and vocals started in sync.

This scene narrates the master-disciple relationship.

Blue Starian audiences have heard many traditional-style songs, which are mostly accompanied with images and a few lines of dialogue.

Everyone is familiar with this format.

And as the affectionate voice of the woman faded.

Xia Fan’s singing began:

“Is it true that each kind of affection must not be indulged

Affection as light as that between gentlemen

Is it only those unrelated to the poetic romance of wind, flowers, snow, and moon

Of which few are aware?”

…

The montage technique revealed the passage of time.

The little disciple gradually grew up, entering his rebellious years.

Youth: “I’ve already told you, stop following me, why are you still following!”

Woman: Silence.

Youth: “Why aren’t you talking!”

Woman: “Didn’t you find me annoying?”

Youth: “I… I didn’t mean that…”

Woman: “You’re about to finish your apprenticeship, I’ve prepared some new clothes for you, want to try them on?”

Youth: “The clothes you make are so ugly, how can I gain fame throughout the world wearing such ugly clothes?”

The woman stuffed a candied haw into the mouth of her disciple.

Youth: “Mmm… pah, I’ve told you I don’t eat candied haws anymore, I’m not a child!”

…

The singing did not pause.

Both blended seamlessly:

“In the yard, the beginning of winter, the peach tree that we planted in years past

Its leaves have already turned to dust

When the new snow falls, a few more jars of aged wine get buried

Waiting for you to return to share a drink

Gazing past the falling wild geese and bamboo thicket, witnessed the rise and fall of the moon and the sun

You said that one day you will gain fame worldwide and achieve your ambitions

At that moment, I’d lower my head to tie new tassels on your sword

Hearing your wish, yet it was unclear.”

…

The disciple grew up.

Taller than the master.

The master was no longer a match for the disciple.

Lines interspersed with the singing, forming two audio tracks.

Both perfectly balanced in proportion.

The plot and the singing almost perfectly merged into one.

Young man: “You’ve lost again.”

Woman: “I know, I know, the disciple has grown up after all.”

Young Man: Now you don’t have to always follow me, worrying I’ll be bullied.

Woman: This new outfit suits you well, it does make you look like you’ve gained fame.

Young Man: Master, where are your relatives and friends?

Woman: …Is this your little pony? Quite handsome! Remember to brush it daily, so that as it grows its coat will—

Young Man: I know all this.

Woman: Right! I also have some premium hay—

Young Man: No need, I’ve got some.

The young man left.

The chorus lifts the emotions:

[Still adorned with tassels, should one feel content?

I’ve also sewn a warm coat and sent a letter with a word of concern

Lucky that no matter how far and estranged we are, we are not yet strangers

Time has always been cruel

What I fear most is hearing your name during casual bar chats

The tone seven parts familiar

Snapping back to reality, I ask with a laugh where this hero hails from, pretending I do not know

The irony in that smile.]

…

A small tavern.

On the street.

Figures linger.

It seems they’ve had a reunion.

Xia Fan’s voice carries a tinge of melancholy.

[Filling the cup to drink alone, fine snow gently coats the face

The biting cold penetrates to the bone

I still remember at the beginning, when you lightly brushed my sleeve

Saying the melting snow is like teardrops

At the end of this world, is there only loneliness left?

Blame my intricate thoughts, too caught in the web of worldly desires

The path ahead is vast—if asked where I should head

I treat the way I came as the way back home

Beneath the peach tree, that year in falling snow I sang a song for you

Believing that “people change”

But now, amidst this vast snow, waiting for whom to look back

Knowing no one will look back]

…

On the screen.

The young man is holding an umbrella.

A delicate little Lolita stands beside him.

Innocently, the Lolita asks: “Master, who are you waiting for?”

The young man’s voice is somewhat deep: “I’m not waiting for anyone, no one will come.”

The Lolita stares at her Master: “Then… have you ever thought about going somewhere else?”

The young man is taken aback.

He suddenly remembers.

He himself once asked his Master:

“Having been alone for so long, haven’t you thought about going somewhere else to have a look?”

“I’m afraid if I turn around, even you will disappear…”

“Look…”

The Master gazes at the sky: “It’s snowing.”

The Lolita points to the sky: “It’s snowing.”

Voices from the memory and the present overlap at this moment as if the figure before him and the figure in his memory also overlap.

Snowflakes drift down.

Snowflakes on the stage drift down too.

Only the high-tech stages of Wei Continent could present such a plot-driven song, making the audience almost forget the effects, feeling as if the air itself has grown colder.

In the center of the stage.

Xia Fan’s voice stretches out, with what seems like traces of snowy brows: “Who can remain true to their original aspirations?”

…

Snowy Brow.

This song is not easy to make.

Some may only pay attention to the music.

Some may only focus on the plot.

The story and the song cannot form this separation.

Including the balance of background voices and singing, which must go through repeated tuning along with the just-right accompaniment volume, only then can both combine to lead the audience into the story.

The same technique was also used in “Opera Performer.”

However, “Opera Performer” did not interweave too much dialogue.

Lin Yuan does not know the effect, so he placed this song in the preliminary round. With Xia Fan’s level, advancing is no problem, but for the subsequent second and even third rounds, more reliable works will definitely be needed.

Thankfully.

The sudden burst of applause from the audience is a confirming response for Lin Yuan.

It seems the effect is not bad?

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