don't call me singer

Chapter 1388 Did You See It?
"The bright moon cannot be reflected in the cup tonight
neon flashing song and dance
Because of the tone-deaf story
Muran sings and no one loses anything..."

Gu Xiaobai sang on the stage, returning to the Tang Dynasty in his dream, but it was just a dream after all.

In the wine glass, the bright moon can no longer be reflected, and no one responds to the story of the incomplete tone...

Gu Xiaobai stretched out his hand with the palm facing up, then continue to dream!

"Fate is branded along the palm lines
wake up without wine tonight
Follow fate into myth

Back to the Tang Dynasty in my dream—”

Gu Xiaobai stretched out his right hand, and the stage lights were concentrated on his right hand, getting brighter and brighter, as if following the imprint of the palm print, passing through the fog of time and space...

Suddenly, the light exploded, and Gu Xiaobai shook his hand suddenly and turned around.

Hands up again.

With a sound of "wow", the light on the stage was confused.

Where is the figure of Gu Xiaobai.

On the stage, it was a commoner boy.

The confused light on the stage turned into a jug of dirty wine in his right hand, which he held in his hand.

It seems to be inviting the moon to drink.

In the background melody, the melody line of "I want to choose Li Bai" flashed by.

Poetry, Li Bai!
The young man on the stage let out a "clang" and drew his long sword out of its sheath.

In the confused light, dance and chant.

"Recalling the heyday of Kaiyuan
Friends all over the world are glue paint

Infinite vision, wide world

There are tens of thousands of rooms in An De Guang Mansion—"

The pronunciation is completely different again!
It's not the original singer's outrageous recitation.

What Gu Xiaobai read was the ancient sound of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty!

coming!If you are a big tech player, if you leak a little bit, it will be enough for others to learn for a lifetime.

Accidentally came another section of ancient treasures that shocked historians and linguists!

Amidst the long chants, behind Gu Xiaobai, Cao Baodong raised the suona in his hand, stared at Gu Xiaobai closely, and prepared silently.

coming!coming!

The moment Gu Xiaobai's last word fell, Li Longji nodded to Cao Baodong.

Cao Baodong took a deep breath, his cheeks puffed up, and the fiery and burning suona sound resounded through the audience!
"I go……"

The mood that was already about to explode by Gu Xiaobai reached the zenith in an instant.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

cheer!

What else but cheers?
Uncontrollable tears welled up in my eyes.

At this time, people's emotions are no longer their own.

It belongs to the boy on the stage, the suona, and the orchestra.

Make you cry with excitement, scream with excitement, and even pee with excitement!
Amidst the incomparably high-spirited music, Gu Xiaobai held a sword in one hand and wine in the other, on the stage——

Sword dance!

It is different from the domineering and murderous aura of Dao Wu back then.

At this time, Gu Xiaobai was dancing swords gracefully and sharply, handsome and sassy.

The lights on the stage were changing between light and dark, his clothes were fluttering, sometimes it was a silhouette, and sometimes it was a light.

Both hardness and softness, the sword light flickered.

Like a lone knight, like a lonely walker, like a bard poet, like a passerby through history.

The people off the stage watching, seeing the boy dancing sword dancing between the darkness and the light, really burst into tears.

Why are you so handsome!
Why can this song be sung so handsomely!
Isn't this song really written for Wei Gu Xiaobai?
What is the original song?I have already forgotten!
Gosh, let me go back to the Tang Dynasty....

Off the stage, Fu Wenyao didn't know what to say.

Xiaobai, Xiaobai.

How does this play?
So how do you make us compare?
This is only the first round of the designated match, Xiaobai, are you going full fire?
Instant cross-dressing, Liyuan Orchestra, suona... sword dance!
It's all here!
What else?What else do you have?Give me more arrogance, hey!
This is my home rock, please save face!

You've crushed me so there's not even a single scum left.

If possible, now Fu Wenyao would like to go on stage, knock Gu Xiaobai unconscious, carry him away, throw him back to 306 and lock the door.

Next, how should he get on stage...

Tan Weiqi and others were even more stupid.

Since Gu Xiaobai returned to the school song competition, he basically played with a small configuration and a small fun.

"The Wind Rises·Youth" by one person and one piano.

And 306 funny "Li Bai".

They are all small and beautiful.

Many times, they have forgotten how handy Gu Xiaobai is when he plays big scenes.

Tan Weiqi regards his own symphony orchestra, large-scale arrangement and large-scale scene as his own advantages.

And now, he suddenly felt.

I have a fart advantage!

Can you bring 300 people, this completely unknown orchestra, to the stage?
Can you change as you say and dance as you say?
Can you hold down the Suona?
The strength of Gu Xiaobai lies in that he is really omnipotent.

There is no shortcoming.

Any board is long enough to make people desperate.

In terms of singing, Tan Weiqi still has a little confidence.

But in terms of understanding of the whole "music", and in terms of "art", Tan Weiqi feels that he is already out of reach.

What a fairy performance!
And banana people like Ge Liya, who are yellow-skinned and white-hearted, are completely shocked to the point of being speechless at the moment.

What is this?Never seen it before!
She frantically yelled words starting with "F", and yelled along with her, letting her voice become hoarse...

Starting today, she might also become Gu Xiaobai's fan.

This is the scene of Gu Xiaobai.

As long as he wanted to, no one could walk out standing up.

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai had sung to the end.

"The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight
Paper Fragrant Ink Flying Ci Fu Manjiang
The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight
Heroic and heroic
Fate branded along the palm lines
sober tonight
Follow fate into myth

As if returning to the Tang Dynasty in a dream—”

The high-pitched voice, straight into the sky, echoed Cao Baodong's suona, as if turning into stars all over the sky, shining exceptionally.

The young man on the stage turned around, put his long sword back into its sheath, raised his flute again, and put it to his lips.

The LED screen under the stage slowly rose again, covering the entire big stage.

The sound of the music gradually decreased, and the musicians who played stopped one by one.

When the cylindrical shape of the LED is fully up, the Liyuan Orchestra is blocked.

There were only three teenagers left, one suona and two flutes, standing on the stage and playing.

Just like at the beginning.

Everything just now seemed to be a dream, the prosperous Tang Dynasty in the dream.

But now, the music is far away, and the dream is awakened.

Only the teenagers, standing on the stage.

After blowing the last note, Gu Xiaobai put down his flute and looked down the stage.

"Hi everyone, I'm Gu Xiaobai."

The same opening speech, or closing speech.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!

"My master, Qin Chuan." Gu Xiaobai continued to introduce.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, Master! Master!"

"My friend, Suona, Dadongzi, Cao Baodong."

"Aooooooooooow, Cao Baodong! Da Dongzi! Cao Baodong!"

On the stage, Cao Baodong held the suona with both hands, and looked at the tens of thousands of people below the stage, the densely packed heads were all numb.

During the performance just now, he didn't dare to look down the stage.

Looking at the past now, I was petrified.

Why so many people!

Are those people cheering for me?

Master, have you seen it?Did you see it?

(End of this chapter)