don't call me singer

Chapter 1917 The man who rewrote the common national anthem for the Baltic

Unlike when performing the song "Sing, the Baltic Sea", when playing "Baltic Rhapsody", Gu Xiaobai was fully immersed in it.

Whenever he played this melody, he seemed to return to the shore of the Baltic Sea, to the morning when he learned that the little moth had been gone for 40 years.

All other thoughts have disappeared.

In his hands, the erhu Wuming was played, and the "String of the Empire's Destiny" vibrated in his hands, constantly shining brightly.

And a few days ago, it was also this silk string that descended from the sky and spread to the press conference hall in Riga. The sky-reaching string became the nightmare in many people's minds, and it was the existence that brought disaster.

But at this time, the silk string slowly extended from the erhu in Gu Xiaobai's hand to the sky.

A luminous silk string keeps rising and rising, reaching the endless high sky. The faint light it emits stirs the air and oscillates among the drifting snowflakes, like a road leading to the sky between the sky and the earth. The passage of heaven, leading people to the legendary paradise.

The desolate and mournful tone played by "The Silk Strings of the Destiny of the Empire" shakes the world, giving people the illusion that this instrument, without a loudspeaker, can resound through the world and let everyone in the world hear it arrive.

And this feeling is more clear and shocking to the audience at the scene.

Because this "fate" is actually connected to the Baltic countries, whether they are willing or not, they are also part of the destiny of this "empire".

Their fate has never been in their own hands.

The snow is getting heavier.

This performance was originally open-air, with only the stage but no ceiling. All the audience sat or stood in the circled positions.

The heavy snow fell, without the slightest cover, floating on everyone's body.

But there seemed to be an invisible force blowing away the snowflakes on Gu Xiaobai's head.

Under the lights of the stage, all the snow was spinning around Gu Xiaobai, spreading out in a spiral shape, like subjects defending its king.

And the snow that was thrown out fell on the heads of the audience so mercilessly.

They prayed and stretched out their hands to Gu Xiaobai, but Gu Xiaobai closed his eyes, as if he couldn't see their prayer at all.

And the snow, still so fluttering, surrounded Gu Xiaobai and spread in all directions.

Let them pray, let them fear, don't stop, don't waver.

In the sky, the situation changed suddenly, and bolts of lightning silently exploded in the sky. The lightning interweaved around the strings, and through the heavy snowflakes, the complexions of all the people on the ground were still pale.

But there was no thunder, only Gu Xiaobai's strings vibrated between heaven and earth.

All other voices have been suppressed.

This snow is really too big, so big that people can't open their eyes.

And with the lightning flashing across the night sky, everything seemed to indicate that a blizzard was brewing.

This is not just a PTSD problem anymore, it has even caused panic.

At the beginning, there were still many people who were immersed in Gu Xiaobai's performance, but after a few minutes, there was a commotion off the stage.

People standing in the audience area struggled, shoved, shouted, and even wanted to leave.

Many people even planned to turn out of the fence. If the security personnel did not try their best to stop them, they would really turn out.

Those who watched the live broadcast could feel the panic through the TV screen.

Even the people who came to the performance were worried about what to do next.

In the audience, the only one who did not waver was probably Gu Xiaobai.

His eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, as if he didn't see the scene in front of him at all.

Until the song "Baltic Rhapsody" was about to end, Gu Xiaobai finally opened his eyes.

At that moment, it seemed that the whole world was a little brighter.

Because the snow stopped.

It was as if there was a gust of wind, spreading around Gu Xiaobai and blowing across the entire sky.

After the last few flakes of snow fell, the cold moonlight sprinkled from the sky.

It sprinkled on the young man and all the audience.

There are no dark clouds, no snowflakes, no lightning, no trace of disaster in the sky, only the snow on the audience, and the radial spread of snow centered on Gu Xiaobai, indicating that there has been a snowfall just now.

In the boy's hands, the music has reached the last part.

At that moment, the extremely soft music, like the waves gently shaking the boat, like the sea breeze gently blowing on the cheeks, lingered around everyone.

The warm, gentle sea breeze-like notes instantly soothed the flustered heart.

The spectators who were climbing the fence forgot to turn over and hung directly on the fence.

The spectators who were pushing each other with the security personnel forgot to push and kept their hands beside them.

The shouting, howling, and even crying audience were all frozen.

Everything just now, like a nightmare, has gone away.

But it is real because of the traces left on the scene.

The moment the boy opened his eyes, it was as if the gods had finally noticed the suffering in the world, and all the suffering was over in an instant.

That kind of warm feeling, even the feeling of love, poured into people's hearts, making people only have one thought for a while.

That is want to cry.

It's like a devout believer who is finally blessed by his own god.

It's like a child who stretched out his hands and was finally held in his mother's arms.

It's like all kinds of suffering, finally reached the end.

The first to come are the tears overflowing from the eyes, which are tears of happiness and tears of gratitude.

When the last note disappeared, Gu Xiaobai put away the erhu in his hand, carried it on his back, and looked down the stage.

Off the stage, the audience was looking at him with tears in their eyes. Some stretched out their arms to him, praying loudly, and some were clasping their hands together and muttering.

It was like facing a god who descended into the world.

But I don't know if this is the god of music, or the god who controls the wind, snow, thunder and lightning.

Or, as Gu Xiaobai's tour said.

He is the king of the ice field, controlling everything on this ice field.

Otherwise, how to explain all this?

In this world, there are only 16 billion atheists, and the remaining 60 billion people all have their own beliefs.

And what Gu Xiaobai showed just now was a miracle to them.

Facing the devout audience, Gu Xiaobai didn't bow or even nod his head.

It was as if the boy played a tune casually in No Man's Land.

Now, after playing, he put his piano on his back, tilted his head slightly, and turned to leave.

This neglect did not arouse the slightest dissatisfaction among the audience.

Do you want gods to salute mortals?Homage to mortals?
There is no such reason in this world.

Facing Gu Xiaobai who turned around and was about to leave, the crowd was agitated, shouting, and some were crying, hoping that Gu Xiaobai would not leave.

Some even fell to their knees.

But Gu Xiaobai left so resolutely.

On the side of the stage, Wilder stared dumbfounded at Gu Xiaobai's performance on the stage.

Damn, what show is this?
This is a god-level scene!

No, this is a god-level PUA!
In fact, it's not like he won't overwhelm the audience after watching a performance, and even make the audience kneel down.

Music is inherently an emotionally manipulative force, and it's no surprise that audiences get emotionally motivated to do something about it.

but……

This doesn't seem to be the same!

This is too bullshit!
Think about it not long ago, the audience at the scene still came to object and protest, and now they have all been dealt with directly.

What the hell, is this a brainwashing technique? Does the CIA have to come and study Xiaobai's music?

This challenge, which he thought was a super crisis, was resolved by Gu Xiaobai just like that?
Wilder turned his head to look at Hao Fanbai beside him. Hao Fanbai looked at Gu Xiaobai with a smile on his face, felt Wilder's gaze, and turned his head. That's right!" feeling.

"There's still time to be proud, Xiaobai is about to step down!" Wilder pushed him.

Hao Fanbai suddenly heard something, stepped onto the stage quickly, and stopped Gu Xiaobai who was about to leave the stage.

Gu Xiaobai stopped at one side of the stage, frowned slightly, then turned his head to look at the other side of the stage.

Gu Xiaobai just turned his head, and cheers rang out from the scene.

Wherever he looked, the audience was flailing their arms, yelling and screaming.

Wilder noticed a difference from Gu Xiaobai's other performances, that is, although the audience was shouting, they seldom called Gu Xiaobai's name.

They were just screaming as loud as they could.

Perhaps, subconsciously, they didn't even dare to call out that name.

Across the stage, Josas Boblis hurried onto the stage.

Beside him are two soldiers, holding a portrait in their hands with unexpected solemnity.

The portrait was covered by golden satin, making it impossible to see what was underneath.

When Bao Bliss walked over, he originally held his head high, but when he walked to Gu Xiaobai's side, his body had already bowed down.

The camera next to them chased after them and zoomed in on the two figures on the big screen.

A bald, white-haired old man showed such a low profile in front of the young man, but he didn't feel the slightest disobedience.

The young man's handsome face and almost indifferent expression were projected onto the big screen, making everyone just stare blankly.

Bao Bliss walked to Gu Xiaobai's side, looked up at Gu Xiaobai's face, he wanted to say something, but his lips trembled, but he didn't say it.

He seems not to know how to express his gratitude and respect to Gu Xiaobai, or the young man with the nameless white erhu on his back is too much pressure, making him feel like he is standing bowed like this , as if they were not polite enough, he suddenly lowered his feet and knelt down in front of Gu Xiaobai.

"Dr. Gu Xiaobai, on behalf of the sacred duty entrusted to me by the governments and citizens of the three Baltic countries, I present this portrait to you, and I beg you to accept it."

As he spoke, Bobliss reached out and lifted the golden satin covering the painting.

"The Girl Accepting the King's Audience" was displayed in front of everyone.

On the screen, the girl sits in the middle, accepting the audience of the kings in fine clothes, and accepting the blueprints they don't know.

But in reality, Bobliss presented this painting to Gu Xiaobai with the same courtesy.

Although the gender is switched, the scene in front of me seems to be part of the picture.

And all of this, everyone at the scene didn't even feel that there was anything wrong with it.

Seems like it should be.

The boy who had always had a very calm expression finally showed a different expression the moment he saw the painting.

He took the painting with both hands and looked at it carefully for a moment, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

After a long time, he handed the painting in his hand to Jiang Wei who came over, then turned around and shook hands with Bobliss.

It's more like a handshake than a handshake.

Reserved and distant.

Even when he was shaking hands with Gu Xiaobai, Bao Bliss still bowed halfway, showing a smile all over his face.

At that moment, there was warm applause at the scene. Gu Xiaobai accepted the gift, which made the audience tremble with excitement.

"My mother..." Wilder didn't know whether he should be rude or complain.

Although Western politicians like to kneel down at every turn to show their sincerity, but today this is also very unexpected.

Perhaps, after today, once the atmosphere of the scene passes, everyone will feel that it is a bit exaggerated now.

But at this moment, the atmosphere at the scene was like this.

Obviously they gave Gu Xiaobai this gift, and Gu Xiaobai accepted it, but they felt that they were extremely honored, as if they were all honored.

In fact, this is not surprising. After all, Europe is still a society dominated by feudalism. The royal family and nobles all over Europe still occupy huge resources and enjoy a higher social status.This means that everyone's status is different, and they have already gotten used to or even accepted this kind of thinking under the influence of their ears and eyes.

And Gu Xiaobai's performance and temperament made Wilder also feel emotional.

This noble temperament is simply mastered.

The real European nobles are nothing more than that.

Don't let this wave of little girls in Europe be fascinated.

Looking at this scene, a country bumpkin from the United States can only sigh with emotion.

However, he quickly pulled back his divergent thinking.

As Gu Xiaobai's publicity consultant in the western world, he has already started to think about how to publicize this disaster relief performance.

Well, although the atmosphere of the scene and the subject-object standpoint are really worth mentioning, they are very interesting.

However, from the perspective of benefiting Gu Xiaobai, it is not appropriate to publicize it too much, which may easily cause backlash and rejection.

So... what to advertise?

Got it!

Wilder had already thought about what the next interview should be about.

It's called... "The Boy Who Rewrote the National Anthem for the Baltic Sea".

(End of this chapter)