Going crazy! The melons that the cultivation master exploded are so delicious

Shen Weixun walked over and his fingertips gently brushed across the strings.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and everything was quiet, waiting for the mysterious and moving melody to sound.

At first, the sound was as thin as a gossamer, gently passing through the entire venue, like the first rays of dawn, gently awakening the sleeping world.

As the performance progresses, the sound of the konghou begins to change unpredictably, sometimes low like an ancient call, sometimes high like the sound of the sky.

Every note is like the brightest star in the night sky, shining with charming light, leading the listeners' hearts to travel in the endless universe.

The melody seems to contain endless wisdom and emotion. It tells ancient stories and conveys distant memories.

The moment Guan Yueli saw the guzheng, she was stunned for a moment, and an indescribable feeling of familiarity and nostalgia surged in her heart.

As the clear and slightly desolate voice slowly flowed out, her gaze involuntarily became distant, crossing the boundaries of time and space, and returning to that distant and deep memory.

In her previous life, she was still the girl in her master's sect who was full of curiosity and longing for the world of cultivation.

At that time, she learned to play many musical instruments, but the one she loved most was the simple and elegant guzheng.

Whenever night falls and the moonlight is like water, she will gently pluck the strings of the zither, letting the clear and melodious sound echo in the night sky.

That voice not only contains her love for music, but also hides her confusion about the future and deep longing for her hometown.

During those days, there was always a furry little figure by her side - Xiaobai, her spiritual pet.

Whenever Guan Yueli plays the guzheng, it will lie quietly beside her and listen to the melodious melody.

Xiaobai's eyes were deep and mysterious, sometimes half-closed, as if enjoying the tranquility; sometimes looking at her, his eyes revealing endless tenderness and companionship.

At this moment, Guan Yueli seemed to be able to feel the warmth and companionship from ancient times again.

Her fingers moved slightly and unconsciously, as if brushing the strings of a guzheng, as if touching the past time.

On the stage, Shen Weixun sat behind the guzheng. The light was dim and his face could not be seen clearly. His fingers skillfully "rolled", "brushed", "hooked" and "supported".

Guan Yueli stared at Shen Weixun motionlessly, letting her mind be immersed in it.

When the last note slowly faded away, the sound of the guzheng seemed to blend into the air and become eternal.

Time seemed to stand still, and no one made a sound until Shen Weixun stood up and bowed deeply to the audience on all sides of the stage. Only then did time seem to flow again, and people seemed to wake up from a dream, bursting into violent applause.

The stage lights came back on and Shen Weixun returned to his seat.

Xi Qingyan looked at him with approval and admiration in his eyes. Lan Xinyue's eyes were moist, and she seemed to be still immersed in the music and had not come back to her senses.

Guan Yueli stared at Shen Weixun with a deep expression. For some reason, Shen Weixun felt a little uneasy.

Finally, Guan Yueli smiled, gave a thumbs-up and praised: "Great!"

Shen Weixun breathed a sigh of relief and responded with a smile: "Thank you."

Guan Yueli looked at Shen Weixun carefully again, but couldn't help asking, "How do you play the guzheng?"

He seemed to have not expected Guan Yueli to ask him this. He was stunned for a moment before saying, "I thought it sounded good before, so I learned it."

Guan Yueli nodded.

This isn't the right occasion to go into detail.

Shen Weixun had been having the same dream since he didn't know when. He couldn't remember what happened in the dream after waking up, only a hazy shadow remained.

However, he remembered that his dreams were always surrounded by various piano and musical instrument sounds, and the one that impressed him the most was the guzheng. Whenever he heard this sound, a faint sadness would always appear in his heart.

Later, he learned to play many musical instruments. He seemed to be born with a sensitivity to instruments and music, and he could learn and understand them quickly.

Especially the guzheng, he has the strongest understanding of it.

Moreover, he seemed to have a special attachment to the konghou, which he never played in public.

But this time, he had a strong desire to play the konghou and express his feelings through the konghou strings.

The sound was transmitted to Lili.

After everyone calmed down, Lan Xinyue went on stage to perform.

Lan Xinyue said playfully, "Emperor Shen has done such a great job, so I'm going to make a fool of myself."

Lan Xinyue changed into a wide-sleeved fairy dress and walked onto the stage gracefully.

She said she was making a fool of herself, but her title of the Queen of Classical Dance was not undeserved.

Her every frown, smile, turn and twist was precise and beautiful, like an elf who had strayed into the mortal world.

After the dance ended, the audience burst into warm applause, cheering and shouting Lan Xinyue's name.

Lan Xinyue stood still, performed an ancient ceremony towards the audience, and returned to her seat.

Xi Qingyan came to the stage holding a guitar, and the show started with an eye-catching guitar show that instantly ignited the atmosphere.

He skillfully uses glissando, tremolo and plucking techniques to weave melodies into a gorgeous musical web.

Then, his voice joined in at the right time, clear and infectious, blending perfectly with the guitar melody.

His eyes sparkled with endless love and dedication to music.

The audience was deeply attracted by this wave of music. Some swayed gently to the rhythm, while others were completely immersed in it, closing their eyes and feeling the beating of every note.

Applause and cheers rose one after another, pushing the atmosphere of the entire scene to a climax.

The audience shouted and yelled at the top of their lungs, and some shed tears of excitement.

The performances of the three contestants were all unique and had their own merits, sparking heated discussions among the audience and netizens, who were all guessing who would get more votes.

Lan Xinyue may be slightly inferior in popularity, and it is really unclear who will win the championship between Actor Shen and King Xi.

After Xi Qingyan's performance, most people agreed that tonight's wonderful performance was over.

As for Guan Yueli, no one thought she was capable of fighting against the three of them.

Even Guan Yueli's fans watched the following performance with a supportive and learning attitude. They did not think that their idol's strength was on par with that of Mr. Shen and Mr. Xi.

Some netizens in the live broadcast room left the room after Xi Tianwang's performance ended and started to promote the three people's legendary performance on Weibo.

The people at the scene were still discussing in low voices and reminiscing about the previous performance, and no one noticed that Guan Yueli had left to make preparations.

Until the lights on the stage dimmed again, people gradually quieted down and turned their eyes to the stage.

Slowly, a beam of light rose on the stage, and Guan Yueli's figure appeared.

She was dressed in white, as elegant as a fairy and untainted by dust.

The dress is made of light gauze and sways gently in the wind, making her look like a fairy in the clouds.

In her left hand, she held an ancient long sword, the scabbard of which was engraved with intricate patterns.

The music suddenly started, it was the passionate yet gentle "Pozhen Qu".

Suddenly, with a "clang" sound, the sword was unsheathed.