“Haha, now we’re in for a good show,” Mo Yan leaned back in his chair, his face creased with a smile.
“It seems our Xiao Yu still hasn’t recovered from the aftermath of the city competition,” Jiang Qian chuckled, covering her mouth.
Ting Yu City Competition was most famous for its unique style of defeating opponents by using their own techniques against them.
Now, with two contestants clashing on the same theme, it felt exactly like the atmosphere of the city competition all over again.
“Heh heh heh…” Fang Lingyu’s eyes twitched incessantly.
His mind raced, wondering when he had offended Ting Yu.
Why was he being targeted by so many people?
Didn't Ting Yu have issues with Chen Shuhao?
Did he offend him with that promotional video last time?
No, that was him who lost last time!
“Hoo…”
For some reason, Chen Shuhao suddenly felt a wave of relief, and his gaze towards Fang Lingyu was filled with sympathy.
Why would you mess with this pervert?
Finally, he wasn’t the unlucky one…
As this thought crossed his mind, he was startled again.
Did Ting Yu already surpass Fang Lingyu in his heart?
…
In the producer's area, everyone was outwardly calm, but no one could deny the palpable tension in the air.
Just then, a horn sounded, and the show officially began.
“Ah…”
A majestic chorus swelled.
The dancing soldiers on stage performed martial arts movements in rhythm with the beat.
The noise from the audience gradually subsided.
Everyone turned their attention to the performance on stage.
On the big screen, beacons flared.
A sense of solemn killing intent swept through the venue.
Qian Hongliang stood tall and proud, brought the microphone to his lips, and took a deep breath.
A deep, heroic voice resonated through the venue.
“The smoke of war rises, the land looks north.
The dragon banner unfurls, horses neigh, sword Qi like frost.
My heart is vast like the Yellow River,
Twenty years, traversing the lands, who can contend?”
The first stanza alone made everyone’s hearts tighten, followed by a surge of soaring ambition deep within!
Qian Hongliang’s voice was already known for its kingly tone, and coupled with the newfound aura in his singing style, it perfectly conveyed the feeling of dominating the battlefield.
This song wasn’t one that built emotion gradually; it was a song that ignited passion from the very beginning.
Once the momentum built, it was an unyielding feeling.
It felt like an unstoppable force was crashing into the hearts of the audience!
“Hate to the extreme, the long saber points forward,
How many loyal souls buried in foreign soil,
Why pity a hundred deaths to repay the homeland,
To sigh in sorrow, with tears streaming down.”
Qian Hongliang’s hand gripping the microphone trembled slightly, but his voice remained incredibly steady.
It was both fierce and tinged with a profound melancholy.
When he sang about loyal souls buried in foreign soil, the audience was jolted!
Just last month, there was a ceremony to welcome back the remains of the Volunteer Army martyrs. Everyone was still immersed in remembering the martyrs, and hearing this line again immediately rekindled that emotion.
Hearing the perfectly enunciated line, “Why pity a hundred deaths to repay the homeland.”
A surge of patriotism ignited in everyone’s hearts.
This was the spirit of patriotism that Huaxia had passed down for millennia!
For thousands of years, the people of Huaxia had relied on this spirit to overcome enemies one after another and conquer hardships and obstacles time and again.
It was because of these dedicated pioneers that Huaxia now stood tall in the world like a colossal dragon!
“Hooves gallop south, eyes look north.
Eyes look north, grass turns yellow, dust flies.
I wish to defend our land and reclaim our borders,
Magnificent Huaxia shall let all directions, come! And Congratulate!!!”
Qian Hongliang’s voice grew increasingly high and heroic, pushing the already fervent atmosphere to another peak.
A heart filled with passion spilled onto the battlefield!
At that moment, everyone clenched their fists!
Breathing rapidly.
A heroic spirit soared within them!
The domineering lyrics!
The grand and magnificent arrangement!
Using ancient heroes to praise the spirit of the Huaxia soldiers!
The interlude began.
Still, the majestic chorus.
Like the roars on the battlefield, or the unwavering vows made before going to war.
Mo Yan’s eyes welled up with tears: “Good! Good! Excellent!”
He said “good” three times, his inner excitement beyond description!
“Holy crap!”
Fang Lingyu, sitting beside him, couldn’t stay still.
The most awkward thing in the world was wearing the same clothes as someone else, and even more awkward when the other person looked better.
Clashing themes was not much different from wearing the same clothes. He realized that although his song had the same intent as Ting Yu’s, it fell short in terms of the arrangement’s grandeur and the singer’s performance.
His song was more about heroes defending the homeland and facing death without regret, while Su Yu Ting Yu’s song was more about soaring ambition and forging national rise with blood and tears!
Although the difference was subtle, Ting Yu’s was clearly superior.
Especially the line, “Magnificent Huaxia shall let all directions, come and congratulate.”
It perfectly expressed the rise of a great nation!
“The smoke of war rises, the land looks north.
The dragon banner unfurls, horses neigh, sword Qi like frost…”
As the second verse began.
The sense of solemn killing intent intensified.
Qian Hongliang’s accumulated emotion made his face flush red. This song had no softness, only strength, from beginning to end!
He poured all his effort, his most genuine emotions, his best singing skills, and his unique voice to perform this grand and majestic song for everyone!
“…
Hooves gallop south, eyes look north.
Eyes look north, grass turns yellow, dust flies.
I wish to defend our land and reclaim our borders,
Magnificent Huaxia shall let all directions, come! And Congratulate!!!”
By the end, Qian Hongliang’s veins were bulging!
With a stable, elongated note, he showcased his vocal prowess to everyone.
Furthermore, in the final section, he fully expressed his emotions without any restraint.
The veteran artist could control the emotional impact on the audience with ease.
Especially at the end of the song.
In everyone’s eyes, a magnificent scroll of mountains and rivers unfurled.
This scroll was painted with the blood of soldiers.
The towering peaks, the winding rivers.
And the noble spirit that permeated heaven and earth.
It seemed to tell everyone.
“Those who offend Huaxia shall be punished, no matter how far!”
Every inch of land is bathed in blood!
This was the inherent spirit of the Huaxia people!
This was the confidence brought to us by countless loyal patriots!
“Ahhh! I want to go to the battlefield and fight the enemy!”
“Inspiring! Listening to it makes me want to shed my blood for a good cause!”
“Awesome! Qian Hongliang’s voice combined with this song is simply amazing!”
“With the first note, it’s like a thousand troops and ten thousand horses!”
“Damn, Ting Yu’s song is truly incredible. From the very first moment, it made my blood boil!”
“The sense of immersion is strong. After listening, I feel like I can tear apart devils with my bare hands!”
“Full of valor, this is the spirit Huaxia men should have, this is the spirit that should be promoted, not those sissy boys who promote gossip.”
“I’m setting this song as my alarm ringtone! I definitely won’t oversleep anymore!”
As the entire song concluded, the live stream’s barrage of comments exploded!
Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, expressing their excitement in the comments!
And the venue, after a brief silence, erupted in thunderous applause!