Urban Invincible Medical Divine

Chapter 201 – 193: Do you understand?
Before these people could react, Liu Wentian continued with a detached tone, “A fine piece like ’Wild Geese Descending on the Sandbank,’ yet it didn’t resonate with looking back in midair, it didn’t resound with circling the sky, it didn’t express the slightest aspiration, it didn’t convey how the geese yearn to soar up to the heavens, reaching above the ninth layer of clouds. This is merely a fall of geese but not the descent of wild geese, a soulless piece of music, which is meaningless. What she just played was truly nothing but rubbish.”

By this time, everyone had caught on, and upon hearing Liu Wentian’s remarks—his talk of falling geese and descending wild geese, which they didn’t understand—they saw that Liu Wentian made no effort to explain, and even added that Fan Yiting’s playing was rubbish from the start, and truly not just any kind of rubbish, it almost blew their tops with anger. He was far too arrogant!!

What followed were the jeering and cursing voices of several thousand students directed at Liu Wentian. At that moment, Liu Wentian had already become the common enemy of all the students!!

I’ve seen the arrogant, but I’ve never seen someone this arrogant!!

Backstage, Fan Yiting was also stunned by Liu Wentian’s words, and then curling her lips, she cursed, “Idiot!”

She understood that playing the guqin required capturing the artistic conception and soul. However, she hadn’t reached that realm and still didn’t quite understand it. Although what Liu Wentian said seemed to make sense, she definitely wasn’t going to ponder it carefully.

Talking about the artistic conception and the soul of the music was the domain of genuine maestros. How could the guy on stage possibly understand!!

At the judges’ table.

Principal Liang looked at Qin Qihuang, who seemed a bit astonished, and asked in confusion, “Qihuang, what’s wrong? Were you also angered by this young man? He’s indeed too presumptuous!!”

After saying this, he frowned and glanced at Liu Wentian on the stage.

“No, nothing.”

After Qin Qihuang collected herself, she shook her head, but deep inside, she was still somewhat shocked. Liu Wentian’s words might be incomprehensible to others, but she certainly understood them.

What surprised her was that the man on stage’s critique of Fan Yiting’s ’Wild Geese Descending on the Sandbank’ was so accurate, matching her own assessment perfectly.

Although Fan Yiting’s performance was quite good, she had only mastered the form, not the spirit. In ’Wild Geese Descending on the Sandbank,’ she only portrayed the wild geese landing but failed to express the hesitation and turning before they landed, looking back and gazing into the distance, the ambition of the geese to soar up to the heavens, reaching above the ninth layer of clouds!!

This was exactly what Liu Wentian meant by saying it was merely a fall of geese and not the descent of wild geese. A fall of geese signifies an end, while a descent of wild geese is just the beginning of a journey!!

In her gaze towards Liu Wentian’s indifferent eyes, there was now a hint of anticipation. Perhaps this man might indeed bring her some surprises.

At this moment, several thousand people were clamoring against Liu Wentian, accusing him of babbling nonsense, saying he didn’t understand the guqin at all. The intangible pressure turned the face of the host standing next to him somewhat purplish.

Liu Wentian, still with a nonchalant expression, shrugged his shoulders and laughed, “Since you all don’t believe me, then let me show you what true guqin playing is!!”

Backstage, Liu Menglou was already clutching her forehead, watching Liu Wentian with an urge to cry, feeling thoroughly despondent.

Damn it, did he have to act this excessively, not realizing this would only completely infuriate the students??

What a fool!!

The students below the stage, hearing Liu Wentian’s words and noticing he didn’t show the slightest intent to apologize, were even angrier, shouting louder, almost as if they were about to overturn the stage!!

“Fuck off, who wants to listen to you play the guqin, get off the stage!!”

“What’s with the act, you can’t play shit, trying to trick us into thinking you understand, right? Get lost!!”

“Get the hell out, no matter how you play, I have no interest in listening!!”

“…”

Zi Qing on the stage clenched her delicate fists tight, her face turning somewhat purplish beside Fan Yiting.

“It’s alright, ignore them, let’s just start our performance,” said Liu Wentian with a smile.

Zi Qing, observing the situation below, knew that at this point, none of those people would allow them to perform or calm down enough to listen. Her small face frowned, but since Liu Wentian said to start performing, then they would perform.

The tension on Zi Qing’s face gradually vanished. After all, as long as Brother Tian was by her side, that was enough, even if it meant making enemies of everyone. So what?

Seeing this, the host immediately ran off the stage. He was genuinely afraid that the crazed students below would rush up and even give him a beating!!

“I’ll calm them down first,” said Liu Wentian, looking over the furious students below. He walked over to the guqin, his hands caressing the strings, feeling a sense of familiarity. Chess, calligraphy, and painting were all excellent means for cultivation. Sheng Tianzhan was a true master of the guqin, even capable of using the sound of the instrument to kill. Having inherited Sheng Tianzhan’s legacy, Liu Wentian’s proficiency with the guqin was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

Suddenly, Liu Wentian’s fingers, which were caressing the strings, stopped abruptly, and then he plucked the strings!!

Thrum!!

Instantly, like a clap of thunder from a clear sky, everyone was startled as if the sound pierced through flesh and struck directly at their hearts!!

Then, the rapid sound of the guqin emerged, carrying a trace of sorrow yet also defiance, as if struggling to break free from shackles, aspiring to rival the heavens in height!!

The sound was crisp and playful, deep and full of vicissitudes, shaking one’s soul!!

In the performance hall, the noisy chatter seemed to be scattered with a slap, suddenly turning deathly quiet; everyone’s eyes widened in astonishment!!

What piece was this? It seemed to be the “Wild Geese Descending on the Sandy Beach” that Fan Yiting just played, but why did it sound so different??

A moment ago they had only felt that Fan Yiting’s “Wild Geese Descending on the Sandy Beach” was pleasant to the ears, but now, the sound seemed to penetrate their flesh and souls!!@@novelbin@@

They seemed to see a flock of wild geese landing on the ground and, in the next instant, spreading their wings, striving to soar into the ninth heaven!!

Their unyielding staunchness, their strength in refusing to concede to fate stirred their passion, making them want to howl at the sky, an expression of their magnificent aspirations!!

Qin Qihuang, sitting among the judges, now had her beautiful eyes wide open.

The piece remained “Wild Geese Descending on the Sandy Beach.” Liu Wentian had chosen the final section of this famous piece for his performance, which now displayed an exquisite evocation of the artistic conception: the wild geese, ready to fly into the ninth heaven, this was the true essence of “Wild Geese Descending on the Sandy Beach”!!

Liu Wentian didn’t just surprise her, he left her astounded!!

In the next instant, the tone of the music suddenly changed to joy and cheerfulness, brimming with tender feelings, causing one’s heart to sweeten, souls blushing.

Liu Wentian turned to the somewhat dumbfounded Zi Qing, whose small mouth was slightly parted, looking both amusing and adorable, and said, “Qingqing, I have started playing ’The Butterfly Lovers.’ Aren’t you going to sing soon? I am accompanying you, and without your singing, this ’The Butterfly Lovers’ won’t be perfect.”

At this moment, the sound of the qin seemed to be waiting for someone’s response.

Listening to this melody, Zi Qing felt as if her heart was melting sweetly, and saw in Liu Wentian’s eyes deep affection.

She began to sing.

“The green grass lush, flowers in bloom,

Butterflies flutter, pairing for an age…”

Zi Qing’s voice was slightly immature, her technique not fully matured, but it was this naivety that made the emotions in her song all the more touching now.

Liu Wentian’s music also gradually shifted from merriment to a moving realm, and then, within the music, there came an added dimension of sorrow that brought tears to one’s eyes…

“Three years shared at the same bench,

Side by side, their hearts without guile,

Parting at the stairs, feelings run deep,

Little knowing at the tower, it was their last goodbye…”

Zi Qing’s singing echoed with the music, illustrating a tragically beautiful love story that slowly unfolded in everyone’s minds.

At this moment, besides Liu Wentian’s qin playing and Zi Qing’s singing, there wasn’t the slightest noise.

Everyone seemed enchanted, as if intoxicated; they saw a pair of lovers meet, acknowledge each other, adore each other, and then slowly head towards separation.

Suddenly, Liu Wentian’s qin playing became intensely mournful, as if carrying all the sorrows of the human world, as if heaven and earth turned gray; within the music, Liang Shanbo died for love, and Zhu Yingtai’s heart was torn asunder.

Included in the music were sounds of thunder, torrential rain, and fierce winds, as if Zhu Yingtai was raging against the heavens’ injustice and human heartlessness!!

Zi Qing’s voice choked up, and unbeknownst to her, tears had already covered her face.

“Tears stain their wings, they transform into butterflies,

Gracefully they flutter into the flowers,

After enduring trials, true love prevails,

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Together forever, never to part,

Ah, never to part…”

Suddenly, the qin music burst forth, heart-wrenchingly beautiful, with lingering echoes as if sighing; the grave opened, and the couple transformed into butterflies, from then on together eternally, inseparable!!

At the end of the piece, everyone in the audience had tears streaking their faces, and there was complete silence as if they were still lost in the story, not yet awakened.

From some unknown place, a flock of colorful butterflies appeared, vibrant and varied, flying onto the stage, dancing delicately above.