Chapter 9 Stunning! Astonishing! (1/2)
Fang Qiu also knew he should not be too at ease. After all, he was here for performing a show. After making all the warm-up jokes, he immediately brought his mind back and slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing him like this, the audience gradually quieted down.
Countless eyes fixed on Fang Qiu on the stage.
Everyone was waiting for him to perform.
They were curious that what kind of show this seemingly funny guy could put on.
At this moment, all the lights on the stage dimmed except for one light that was pouring on him.
The light made him look like an angel that just descended from heaven, holy and handsome.
Fang Qiu slowly reopened his eyes and raised his hands, then put the palms together and lifted them near his mouth.
At this, the audience was a bit perplexed. ”Is he simply going to breathe into his hands? Is this the so-called hand flute?”
As everyone was puzzled, a familiar but beautiful melody fluttered out from Fang Qiu's hands and instantly spread across the audience through the microphone.
Many of them felt their bodies suddenly gave a shake, and their eyes widened, goggling hard at Fang Qiu's hands on the stage.
It was stunning!
Astonishing!
Unbelievably, they had a feeling of being stunned as well as astonished.
As if a crowd of travelers riding horses suddenly caught sight of cars racing past them!
The sensation of amazement and astonishment was beyond words!
Fang Qiu brought them such sensation merely with the beautiful melody produced purely by breathing air into his hands!
It... it was too out of the world!
The instant the melody flowed out, Jiang Miaoyu also fixed her gorgeous eyes upon Fang Qiu.
It took her by surprise that his hands was his musical instrument, could produce such a wonderful melody.
As if playing the normal flute, Fang Qiu's playing went smoothly, with not a single of blow-by or stagnation.
If not witnessed with their own eyes, she could hardly image someone was able to play such a touching melody miraculously with his pure hands.
Now, Li Qingshi, who was near her, looked somewhat glum. It never occurred to him that Fang Qiu could have such a brilliant talent.
He also learned some Chinese ancient musical instruments, so he knew that now that Fang Qiu could play with his hands, he was definitely able to play the real bamboo flute.
Or even the ocarina!
”This talent is a powerful tool for winning over the hearts of college girls.
”Think about it, which girl would not want a boyfriend that looks extremely handsome and has outstanding talents?”
Being a regular performer on the stage, Li Qingshi knew it very well that how influential a performer could be towards the audience!
Right now, Fang Qiu, who was performing on the stage, gained more charm with his shining hand flute. He could absolutely enchant a flock of girls.
He turned his head a little to look at Jiang Miaoyu. Seeing she was wearing her normal look, he heaved a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, he also sort of regretted that as the president of the student union of School of Chinese Medicine, why he did not choose to go up onto the stage and present a show.
Now, he could neither outperform Fang Qiu nor share the honor of performing on the stage.
However, Li Qingshi did not envy Fang Qiu. No matter what other girls were thinking, the only thoughts that he cared were Jiang Miaoyu's. He had decided at first glance that she was the only girl that he would have as his wife.
Seeing that Fang Qiu's show was even more fantastic than what he did in the library, Liu Feifei felt a rush of joy but also let out a sigh of relief.
”Good, this bloke didn't blow it at crucial moments.
”However, it's hateful of him when he did not do his best at the library show. When he is back, I need to teach him a good lesson!”
Fang Qiu's three roommates looked at the girls around them. At their faces brimming with shock and admiration, the three threw a look at one another and gave a wry smile.
It seemed that they guessed it right!
The youngest was a lady killer, a common enemy of all men!
But since the youngest's performance was rather fascinating, as his roommates, they were also very proud of him. At the same time, they felt very proud simply for being his roommates.
Applause.
They applauded hard for their youngest!
The playing continued.
Fang Qiu was completely immersed in the playing.
He even forgot that he was standing on the stage and the existence of the audience as well.
And even the melody!
As if he did not even exist in this world.
”Who is playing? No idea!
”Playing what? No idea!
”Who is it played for? No idea!”
Fang Qiu forgot himself, while the audience off the stage was brought out of the modern life and into an ancient scroll of antique beauty.
They saw the Jiangnan area covered in dim rain and a beauty in white waiting for themselves obsessively.
They heard the clear spring tingling down green mountains in a breeze and the endless lovesickness trickling along the wriggling creek.
”Craftsman sketches the contours with pure hands, the pen turns from dark to thin, and all the love and hate ever existed are put into the blue and white porcelain.
”I'm waiting for you, but where are you?
”I'm waiting for you in the rain of Jiangnan.
”Where are you?”
Men and women at the scene all seemed to have seen themselves holding an umbrella while waiting for the return of their true love...
The beautiful tune.
The heartbreaking love story.
Everyone was intoxicated because of them.
Helplessly intoxicated.
Even when the song came to an end, no one felt like waking up from the dreamy state.
Each of them was immersed in the waiting that would resolutely last for thousands of years and unwilling to come out of it.
When the melody ended, no one spoke.
As though the dream that made them cross thousands of years had consumed most of their energy.
Or it was more like they were still absorbed in the mood of yearning and grief.
During the entire one minute after the performance was over, the audience was caught in utter silence.
Everyone seemed to be bewitched into a sculpture, just standing there motionlessly.
After the song was finished, Jiang Miaoyu heaved a sigh and went back to the reality from the dreamy scenario, her eyes still a bit blank.
She felt that she had waited for a thousand years for her Mr. Right to come back.
”But where could my Mr. Right be?
”When he comes, could we overcome all the changes and difficulties to accompany each other for a lifetime?”
She had no idea.
Li Qingshi glanced at Jiang Miaoyu with great obsessiveness, his eyes full of tenderness.
The song ”Celadon Porcelain” Fang Qiu just played seemed to have enabled him to see that it was precisely this girl before him that stayed there waiting for him thousands of years ago. And for this life, she was standing just before him, so how could he let go of her?