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Chapter 821 An Elegy Riding the Wind and Waves

In the silence, finally there was another voice.

It seems to be the sound of ocean waves, and it also seems to be a noisy sound, with a little rustling sound. I don't know if the recording conditions are not good, or it is deliberately so.

Then, a mournful melody sounded.

It's still the melody of "Homecoming"!

It's just that the arrangement this time has returned to the original and simplest arrangement.

Only the bell is ringing.

Then a deep singing sounded.

"The briar outside the window

already covered the wall
People who travel far

when to return home

When will I return to my hometown..."

Countless voices joined one after another.

High, low, bright, dumb.

They sang the last line over and over again:
"When will I return to my hometown...

When will I return to my hometown...

When will I return to my hometown...

When will I return to my hometown..."

The voice was deep and solemn, with the power to shake people's hearts.

At that moment, Jiang Mingchu suddenly sat up straight.

This is dirge!

In the end, it's a dirge!
After the passionate and joyful last paragraph of "Homecoming".

In fact, everything is not over!

They are finally back.

But this trip has been gone for many years.

Is everyone back?
Those who didn't come back, where are they?
Does anyone remember them?
Does anyone miss them?
Has anyone written an elegy for them?

And over the past 2000 years, countless people have gone overseas one after another.

Like tenacious weeds, they have taken root, survived and multiplied overseas.

With his own strength, he nurtured the entire oriental civilization.

But when they are old and they can no longer sail.

What should they do?
For so many years, countless people miss their hometown.

But they failed to return to their hometown in the end!

At this moment, what appeared before Jiang Mingchu's eyes was the old man in "Leading the Stars", who would rather sink with the big ship than set foot on a foreign land.Perhaps, he would rather die than die on this ship, at least this ship is a part of his homeland.

At this moment, what appeared before Jiang Mingchu's eyes was his father who had finally gained a foothold in a foreign land with his whole family, but died in a foreign land.Before dying, what was he thinking?Have you ever thought of the distant shore, the elders who are waiting for their return.

At this moment, what appeared before Jiang Mingchu's eyes were thousands of unknown souls who stared at their hometown but could not go back after all.

Their thoughts, like an invisible force, linger in the hearts of everyone who listens to this song at this moment.

Hovering above this low singing voice.

Hovering above the lights of thousands of families in this deep night.

Wandering in every corner of the world.

They should not be forgotten, nor have they been forgotten.

Today, at this moment, there is a young man who, with his own singing, evokes all these thoughts.

Jiang Mingchu seldom expressed his emotions because of listening to songs.

Because listening to songs is a profession for him, when he listens to songs, what he listens to is not the song, but the vocalization, emotional processing, melody, chord direction, arrangement style...

But at this moment, Jiang Mingchu felt that he could no longer use a rational mind to analyze this song.

When these three songs are strung together, the progressive emotions of the three songs, three different stories, and three different images are superimposed with an incomparably thick history, pressing on everyone.

And after the great joy, the sudden great sorrow.

Suddenly defeated the defense he had forged with his professionalism.

He opened his mouth wide and panted loudly, but he didn't realize that tears had already flowed from the corners of his eyes.

This is not crying, because this is a weight that humans cannot bear!
This is already some kind of physiological instinct.

This is the case with Gu Xiaobai's songs.

He is not sensational.

He literally made you cry!
Too heavy, too large, too much content.

And the more knowledgeable and emotionally reserved, the more unbearable it is.

Jiang Mingchu couldn't understand why a young man could write such a heavy song.

And how to bear such a heavy history and handle it with ease.

600 years ago, in the night, above the sea.

Zheng He stood on the bow of the boat, raised a glass of strong wine, and then sprinkled it on the ever-changing sea.

Come home!

May all the heroic souls in this world return to where they came from.

May all wanderers in this world return to their hometowns.

May everyone in this world be well forever.

That night, countless people were sleepless.

They never thought about it.

When listening to a song that has already been heard in a different way.

There will be so many emotions again!
And what Gu Xiaobai did was to add another 20-second audio at the end!
At this moment, they finally understood why this was called "Riding the Wind and Waves Trilogy".

Without this last paragraph, "Zhan Xing" is "Zhan Xing", "Picking up the Stars" is "Picking up the Stars", and "Returning Home" is "Returning Home".

It's just three promotional songs.

And at this moment, the three songs are strung together, running through the spirit and power of each song.

This is more than triple the power.

At this moment, the three songs are finally complete.

On the Internet, under the "Riding the Wind and Waves Trilogy", countless people are commenting.

"I usually comment on one song, but I want to comment on this EP! I never thought that when different songs are connected together, they can be sublimated to this level!"

"Listening to the trilogy together, I couldn't bear it anymore. Who would have thought that the fourth paragraph would hit me head-to-head... My mother asked me why I was crying, and I said I was beaten!"

"Same, I was beaten! My nose is bruised and my face is swollen!"

"Without this, I can accept sensationalism, but I can't accept this kind of mess!"

"It's not three songs, it's three acts! I think it's ready for a movie!"

"As we all know, there are five of the Four Heavenly Kings, and the fourth of the trilogy is also the most capable!"

"Don't look at the shortness of the fourth minister, he can fight!"

Netizens are making complaints and lamenting.

Then someone said: "No, no matter what, I want to listen to Xiaobai sing these three songs live!"

"Ahhh, I'm going to watch Bihai ride a whale!"

"Students, am I crazy? I want to watch the first whale riding in the blue sea!"

"The first game, the first game! I want to see it!"

"Why don't you continue to release tickets? I want to grab tickets! I want to grab tickets!"

On the Internet, there is always noise.

Early the next morning, Dongyuan University, in the auditorium of the primary election for the school song competition.

Today it was Zhao Xingsheng's turn again.

Zhao Xingsheng didn't sleep well last night, and he also listened to the trilogy until after two o'clock.

The eyes are still a little swollen now.

He picked up the list, glanced at it, and said loudly, "Is the Naval Academy Choir here?"

Behind, nine men in white uniforms stood up.

They strode to the stage, where they saluted.

"Ah, Brother Bing? And Brother Bing to participate in our school song competition?"

"Navy? Or a national defense student?"

"Looks like it's from the Naval Academy!"

On the stage, nine people stood straight. They looked at the audience and said loudly, "Hi, teacher, we are the Naval Academy Chorus, and the song we are singing today is..."

""Riding the Wind and Waves Trilogy"!"

Zhao Xingsheng opened his mouth wide.

Navy + "Ride the Wind and Waves Trilogy"?
Zhao Xingsheng had a premonition.

Today's performance is going to explode!
(End of this chapter)