Ge Dongxuan: "Only you think Nan XiangWan was being funny, okay?"

Zhu Sha: "She was sincerely thanking Mr. Gu Beihuai, and also sincerely telling fans not to cry."

Zhao Tiancheng: "......"

Ge Dongxuan shrugged: "Nan XiangWan herself doesn't feel like she's being funny, understand?"

Zhao Tiancheng: "Oh."

He didn't understand the thinking of young people.

......

On stage.

Nan XiangWan timed it perfectly, quietly watching as the fans' emotions reached a climax.

It's about time.

So she picked up the mic again: "'The Wilderness' is a folk style song, do you like folk songs?"

The crowd cried out: "Like!"

Nan XiangWan smiled: "Good, then next up is..."

Nan XiangWan: "'Sword Dance'!"

As soon as she finished speaking—

Boom!

Fireworks in front of the stage suddenly exploded!

At the same time, the accompaniment sounded.

The strings of the guqin plucked out a ripple that seemed to spread across the lake surface.

At the opening, Nan XiangWan's voice sang:

[Cloud smoke yearning]

[Armor and long sword]

[One day will surely return]

[Whether in splendor or triumph]

[Small bridge and riverbank, ancient city smoke]

[When I return, feelings unspoken though worries remain]

The prelude of "Sword Dance" talks about love, the promises of a young general to his maiden before going off to war.

Nan XiangWan participated in the MV shooting and experienced those emotions on-site.

So she sang it appropriately, but it felt very different from Gu Beihuai's male vocals in the original!

The female version of "Sword Dance" had even thicker, more youthful feelings.

All the audience at the scene could feel that hint of feelings from the singing.

Many fans who thought too much almost stopped breathing!

This song, these feelings...

Could it be...

Ahhhh!

Nan XiangWan don't!

For the first time, the fans hoped Nan XiangWan wouldn't sing so emotionally!

They were about to cry!

After singing the first section, the accompaniment added more elements.

In the original MV, this part was precisely when the female lead was forced onto the bridal sedan chair to get married.

Nan XiangWan's voice became slightly hoarse and shrill, and the rhythm also quickened:

[A word of refusal in the wind]

[Heart-scorching wine, crying at the hillside]

[What good is gossip of gentle streams bearing a leaf boat]

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