A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Chapter 136 Tomorrow Will Be Better

Singing together is the best way to test someone's skills.

Ma Yuesong is a master of traditional Chinese opera, and his talent is beyond doubt.

But Su Fan was in no way inferior.

Even veteran actors couldn't find fault with it.

That's a bit scary.

After the song ended, the drumming stopped.

There was a two-second silence from the audience, followed by thunderous applause.

In the live stream room, the barrage of comments exploded.

"I'm speechless, I'm truly speechless. Su Fan's Peking Opera skills must have taken at least ten years of training. How did he manage to sing, write songs, be a village chief, and still find time to practice opera?"

"The opera-like singing at the beginning already made me think it was a woman's voice, and now you're going straight into a whole Peking Opera piece, with perfect pronunciation. Su Fan, did you secretly start vocal training while you were still in your mother's womb?"

"As a professional Peking Opera actor, I was stunned. Su Fan's pronunciation, breath control, and rhythm are better than many of my classmates. Is he really self-taught?"

"When Ma Yuesong's 'First Drum Battle Meal' came out, I was wondering how Su Fan would respond, but not only did he respond, he responded so smoothly!"

"My grandma is a big fan of opera. When she heard Su Fan singing, she rushed out of the kitchen and asked who this famous artist was. I told her it was Su Fan, the singer. She was stunned for a long time and said that this child should go to opera school!"

……

Su Fan's rendition of "Dingjun Mountain" is not only beautiful, but it also gives new hope to those working in the opera industry.

They never imagined that traditional opera and pop music could be played in this way.

This undoubtedly opened a new door for them.

In just half an hour, video clips of "Dingjun Mountain" went viral on major platforms.

It wasn't just Su Fan's fans who were sharing it; many opera enthusiasts and Peking Opera practitioners were also sharing it.

A young Peking Opera actor posted on his WeChat Moments: "After ten years in the industry, this is the first time I've seen a group of colleagues discussing a popular song. Su Fan's actions have made us opera singers feel ashamed."

Backstage, Ma Yuesong, without even removing her makeup, took out her phone to check online updates.

He scrolled through the comments one by one, his fingers slowly sliding across the screen.

"After listening to Su Fan's 'Dingjun Mountain,' I bought tickets for next month's Peking Opera performance!"

"I never knew Peking Opera could be so exciting!"

……

When Ma Yuesong saw these words, his hand paused for a moment, and his eyes stung with tears.

He had waited for this moment for far too long.

When young people are willing to look back at the essence of Chinese culture.

Now he finally saw hope.

The seed of Peking Opera was quietly planted by a song.

Just when everyone thought it was over, a lot of people came up from both sides of the stage.

Upon closer inspection, many of the faces were familiar.

Some people screamed when they saw their idols on stage.

Previously, I only saw celebrities recommending Mawei Post Station.

I didn't expect them to have a show.

This makes visitors feel that it was totally worth it.

Those who couldn't make it here felt they missed out on so much.

At this moment, the host raised the microphone and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the surprises aren't over yet! Next, please welcome Su Fan and all the artists present to join us for a group song, 'Tomorrow Will Be Better'!"

The audience erupted in cheers and screams.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

"Is this the opening ceremony of Mawei Post Station, or a New Year's Eve party?"

"Even more amazing than the New Year's Eve gala! They won't let Su Fan sing three songs at the New Year's Eve gala!"

"It was totally worth it! It was the most worthwhile decision I made this year – coming to Mawei Post Station!"

……

Then, the prelude begins, with a few simple and warm piano chords.

Su Fan raised the microphone and was the first to speak.

Gently awaken the sleeping soul

Slowly open your eyes.

……

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached the quiet square so everyone could hear it clearly.

"Look at the busy world"

Is it still spinning alone?

……

This lyric paints a contradictory yet profound picture.

The world may seem busy and bustling, but it actually exudes a mechanical sense of loneliness.

The next sentence struck a chord with many people.

"The spring breeze is oblivious to romance"

"Stirring the heart of a young man"

……

Some people subconsciously recalled their childhood.

That age when I thought the spring breeze would really bring good luck.

That age when you believe tomorrow will be better.

The natural emergence of emotions during adolescence.

An unintentional external trigger stirred up waves within my heart.

It carries a pure yet slightly wistful beauty.

When the chorus started, everyone was stunned.

Sing out your passion

Extend your hands

Let me embrace your dream

Let me see your true face.

Let our smiles

Full of youthful pride

Offer a sincere prayer for tomorrow.

……

The melody surged in like a tide.

Su Fan's voice intertwined with the voices of the artists.

It's not one person singing; it's everyone singing together.

Someone in the live stream was expressing their feelings.

"Who wrote this song? Su Fan? It's so soothing!"

"This is the first time I've heard it, but it feels like I've been singing it for half my life!"

My eyes welled up with tears, not from sadness, but from a warm feeling in my heart!

……

Pan Lei stood at the back of the crowd, his lips pressed tightly together.

He recalled how poor the village had been a few years ago, and how all the young people had left.

He traveled everywhere seeking projects and investments, and being turned away was a common occurrence for him.

He couldn't laugh back then, but he can laugh now.

It's not because he's particularly capable.

It's because someone paved the way for him.

Aunt Liu took the tissue Fang Cheng handed her, wiped her eyes, and let out a long sigh.

She looked at the young man on the stage, and for a moment she felt as if he were still the little boy who used to squat at the entrance of the orphanage playing in the mud.

In the blink of an eye, he grew up.

He stood under the spotlight, followed by a large group of people.

She suddenly felt that her life had been worthwhile.

It's not because she's particularly capable, but because the children she raised are capable.

Wei Zhirang sat in the leadership seat, next to Qi Tongwei, Zhou Haiyang, and Chen Fushui.

He took a deep breath, turned to look at Qi Tongwei, and found that Qi Tongwei was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other without saying anything, but they both saw something in each other's eyes.

It wasn't a sense of relief, it was a feeling of security.

They knew that Mawei Post Station had become famous after this battle.

And the four-province collaboration they spearheaded can now be put on the agenda.

The live stream chat was so flooded with comments that the screen was completely obscured, filled with densely packed text.

"I'm a grown man, and I cried while listening to this. Not because I was sad, but because I felt there was still hope!"

"If this song had been written twenty years earlier, would my life have been different? No, it's not too late to hear it now!"

"Su Fan, you owe me an explanation. Why is it that every song of yours can so precisely strike the softest spot in my heart?"

"I cried on the subway home. The woman next to me handed me a tissue and asked what was wrong. I said nothing, I just felt that it's good to be alive!"

"I've already booked the tickets for Mawei Post Station, not for any other reason than to see the place where 'Tomorrow Will Be Better' was sung!"

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