Are you crazy? Who asked you to hunt for treasures in the emperor's harem?

"this………."

The master of ceremonies frowned slightly and looked at the beaded curtain where Yin Yiren was standing. "I wonder what Miss Yin means by this?"

"In Grape Girl's "Pipa Xing", there are three different kinds of 'sorrow': separation, loneliness, and helplessness. Each of these is reflected differently in the sound of the pipa. The sorrow in the sound of the pipa is not limited to this. There is also an unspeakable sadness and emotion in the sorrow. The pipa is mostly sonorous, but it can produce such a gentle and sad sound. I don't think I can reach this level!"

Yin Yiren spoke slowly from behind the beaded curtain.

"Miss Yin, thank you for letting me!"

Grape, who was also behind the bead curtain, continued the conversation.

"Ok!"

The MC coughed lightly, "Then let's invite the Music Master, Tan Menghan!"

"Yo~ sob.... 夤~"

After the host finished speaking, the venue returned to silence. Immediately afterwards, a series of low, sobbing, and echoing flute sounds came from behind Qin Menghan... Although there were not too many sad tunes in the flute sounds, those who heard them could not help but feel sad...

After a while, the sound of the flute disappeared, and everyone in the venue fell silent in sorrow for a long time... Several strong men in armor had red eyes...

"Brother, Miss Qin Menghan's flute sounds so nice... Although I didn't hear her tell the story behind this piece of music, it sounds so sad..."

Liu Mengying's eyes were a little moist.

"Ok!"

Ye Fan nodded slightly, "'Whose jade flute is flying in the dark, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo City'...'The snow has cleared and the herdsmen are back, Yue Ming plays the Qiang flute in the guard tower'...'Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows, the spring breeze does not reach Yumen Pass'...I saw it in those books of the old melon farmer before...and someone actually played it... "

"This flute sound...has a unique frontier style..."

A Xin also took up the conversation.

"Hey, you three, this vocal competition is in progress, no talking allowed!"

Because the venue was very quiet, although Ye Fan and the other two had lowered their voices, many people still heard it. Someone gently poked Ye Fan and spoke.

"Oh, sorry~"

Ye Fan immediately apologized to the other party, and then he, Liu Mengying, and A Xin stopped talking.

At this moment, behind the beaded curtain, Qin Menghan from the Music Bureau looked at a white-haired, hunched-over old man next to him with a look of shock, and said in a very soft voice: "Grandpa Luo... that man just now... he... he heard the true sadness in my flute sound..."

The white-haired, hunchbacked old man had a large burn scar on his face, but it was mostly covered by his white hair. He looked surprised, but did not say anything.

"Next, please welcome Chu Youlian from Goulanting!"

At this time, the host's voice sounded again.

"Drip~Woo~Sob~Youyou~"

Then, bursts of music came from behind the bead curtain on the far right.

Chu Youlian also played the flute, but unlike Qin Menghan's flute, each sound of Chu Youlian's flute contained extreme sorrow... In a moment, many women burst into tears, and of course, several strong men clenched their fists...

After the song, many men and women in the huge venue wept bitterly... some even cried out loud... In addition, the four finalists of this vocal competition had already finished their performances, so many people started discussing quietly...

"Who do you think will win the championship in this vocal competition?"

“It’s hard to say… All four songs are very distinctive…”

"I think it's Miss Chu Youlian who appeared last..."

"I also think it's Miss Chu Youlian!"

"Wait a minute, let the four vocal masters tell us about the stories behind their songs..."

...........

"Big brother, Miss Chu Youlian's flute sounds so sad... I'm almost crying..."

Tears welled up in Liu Mengying's eyes. "I can't explain why. I feel so bad... I feel so bad in my heart..."

"Little Bean Sprout, do you think Chu Youlian's flute sound is a little abnormal?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly.

"How to say?"

Liu Mengying wiped away her tears, turned her head slightly, and looked at Ye Fan with curiosity.

“Well…how should I put it…”

Ye Fan scratched his head. "I don't understand vocal music, it's just a feeling... Chu Youlian's flute sound is indeed very sad, but there seems to be an elusive resentment in the sadness... But this resentment is not in the melody... but in... How should I put it? I can't explain it, it's just a feeling..."

"Cough cough!"

At this time, the MC cleared his throat twice, attracting everyone's attention. "Guests, the four finalists of this vocal competition have finished their performances. Next, please invite the four vocal masters to tell the stories behind the songs they played!"

As the host finished speaking, four voices came out from the four pearl curtains on the stage in front of the venue. From left to right they were Grape from Qushui Liushang, Yin Yiren from Lanyuefu, Tan Menghan from Jiaofangsi, and Chu Youlian from Goulanting. Except for Chu Youlian, the other three had veils on their faces and their faces could not be seen clearly.

So everyone present turned their eyes to Chu Youlian...

"Big brother, Chu Youlian is a boy!"

Liu Mengying was quite surprised, "I thought it was a girl just now!"

"Indeed.....that name, I also thought it was a female one!"

Ye Fan was also surprised when he saw Chu Youlian standing on the stage at the front of the venue. He was a man with a very feminine face, dressed in white, holding a flute in his arms, and with a prominent Adam's apple.

"Dear guests, this piece of music is called "Pipa Xing". When I was playing it in Jiangzhou City, I happened to hear a good friend telling me about bidding farewell to a friend in autumn..."

"Dear guests, the flute I just played is from a man who has been guarding the border for many years..."

Grape and Qin Menghan each talked about the origins of the songs they played, but Yin Yiren was skipped because she didn't play...

After a while, everyone turned their eyes to Chu Youlian again.

Chu Youlian sighed slightly, "This song of mine comes from a woman who is at home and misses her husband who is guarding the city at the frontier..."

After Chu Youlian finished talking about the origin of her song, many women burst into tears, while many of the seven judges at the front of the stands frowned...

"Master Chu, the origin of the song you just mentioned, besides the story of a girl missing her husband who was guarding the border, is there any other allusion?"

An old man at the front of the stands asked Chu Youlian.

"Nothing else..."

Chu Youlian sighed, "That woman was my good friend...she became ill from missing her husband for many years...she has passed away!"

As soon as these words came out, the seven judges at the front of the stands frowned even more, while many people in the venue beat their chests and stamped their feet, lamenting that God was blind...

"Master Chu, the sound of the flute you just played was indeed sad... but the sadness of a girl missing her husband guarding the border was not reflected in it..."

"Master Chu, may I ask where the meaning of 'guarding the border' is reflected in the sound of your flute..."

"Master Chu, the song played by Miss Qin Menghan is also about guarding the border..."

...........

When the seven judges expressed doubts to Chu Youlian, Ye Fan focused on the flute in Chu Youlian's arms.

Chu Youlian's flute is different from the flute in Qin Menghan's hand and the common flutes on the market. It is obviously much thicker, and the outer layer is made up of layers of curved white jade-like things tightly stacked together...

Suddenly, Ye Fan's expression changed slightly.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Noticing the change in Ye Fan's expression, Liu Mengying couldn't help but ask.

"The flute in Chu Youlian's hand...is not a normal flute..."

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