9 Chapter 8 – Sauteed Black Pepper sLittle” Ribs 3 (1/2)
With all her might, Gu Sheng forced herself to remain calm. Calm like she was a professional lyrics scroller.
However, when the musical introduction came through in her headphones, she thoroughly lost her cool, to the extent that, with her hands on the keyboard, she was ridiculously flustered. What would Toupai's voice sound like when singing? What would it sound like? …
She was too anxious, so much so that when he sang the first word, she thought she was hallucinating.
”Wearing a bamboo hat in the misty rain, quietly waiting for the light to break through from behind the clouds
Listening to the teachings of the Three [Taoist] Pure Ones and reciting 'so I have heard Buddha's words'[1]
One turn of the hand overturns fortune maps[2], another turn alters Heaven and Earth…”
Such a deep, low, authoritative voice, k?! It sounds just too good, k?!!!!
If the female version of this song could be described as ethereal, then Qiang Qing Ci's version gave the feeling of someone standing with arms crossed as an onlooker over the world.
Misty-eyed.
Such amazing resonance in his chest voice!
Such amazing control when changing registers!
The chorus came to an abrupt halt. In her headphones, the singing suddenly became speaking. Qiang Qing Ci was speaking the lyrics using his ancient-style voice:
”The path to divinity appears close, but actually walking it out, [realize that] it is far
Continuous rain, unending snow
Lonely, but may as well face people with a smile…”
A slight reverb had been added to his audio, making that doting tone heard at the end of his phrases all but vanish. Now, it was truly a voice that conjured up the image of a man of graceful bearing and a scene of boundless serene beauty…
If she had not been putting up lyrics, she would definitely have been covering her chest with her hand. DaRen, can you not have such an amazing ability to convey emotion?
He truly did! Too much so, in fact!
A CV who could sing was an enemy to all singers. Every art had people who specialized in it. Those who specialized in speech were weak in singing; those who sang well were utterly unprofessional in delivering lines. But… this type of general knowledge was totally invalid when used on Toupai.
It was not only Gu Sheng…
The excitement level of every person in that room was rocketing off the meter.
This was something that could only be happened upon and not asked for. Only happened upon and not asked for, ah.
All that the fans could do, besides making love declarations, making love declarations, and making more love declarations, was just make love declarations. Aside from love declarations, there was nothing that could express the exhilaration they were feeling. Gu Sheng wanted to look at the screen that was being flooded with comments, listen to the singing, and, at the same time, also do a good job of putting up the lyrics. Totally mentally and physically draining. She felt that because she had not been able to lie quietly on her bed and listen carefully to Toupai's song , she honestly was never going to be able to find the feeling of love again.
Finally, even the administrators, Dou Dou Dou Bing and Feng Ya Song joined in with the army that was spamming the screen with comments, complaining with all their might about how Qiang Qing Ci really knew how to hide his talents deep away.
Dou Dou Dou Bing: Qiang Qing Ci, you should just change your name to 'Qing Guo Qing Cheng[3]' [Unrivalled Allure]. I'll be your diehard fan forever!
Feng Ya Song: Wanmei's temple is too small…Simply too small. In the end, it can't contain the great beauty that you are…
Fei Shao: D*mn! I'm going to wash my hands in the golden basin[4]! No way I can make a living now…
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Just when everyone was listening to the point they felt they were going to burst a blood vessel, the background music abruptly stopped.
”Let's leave it at that.” He cleared his throat and stated lightly, ”That's about it.”
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Gu Sheng had an urge to start crying.
Dou Dou Dou Bing had already jumped in and was the first to turn on her microphone: ”That's too cruel! Who only sings half a song??!! Toupai, that's too unprofessional of you! So infuriating!
”I'm not a cover singer. I don't need to have professional ethics when it comes to this,” he chuckled. ”It's good now. It's enough.”
Good? Enough?
That's something you should ask your audience, k, Toupai DaRen?...
”Alright, alright. It's not as if you guys don't know Qiang Qing Ci's temperament.” Jue Mei Sha Yi's very timely voice came onto his microphone, trying to pacify the crowd… ”How about I sing a little passage for all of you?…”
”You get lost.” Dou Dou Dou Bing did not bother giving their group leader any face at all. ”There are so many golden voices here tonight. You take your leave now!”
”Fine… I'll shut off my mike.” Jue Mei Sha Yi was known for his easygoing nature; otherwise, when faced with this nasty bunch[5], there was no way he could be the ”purple horse[6].”
”Well… now.” Dou Dou Dou Bing immediately turned the topic back around. ”Unrivalled Allure Toupai DaRen, I'm now, ahem ahem, now seriously starting to get nervous when I talk to you. Gosh, you know me; I love men who can sing.”