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Chapter 1188: Chapter 1021 Jiu Er I Will Take You to a Distant Place_2 Chapter 1188: Chapter 1021 Jiu Er I Will Take You to a Distant Place_2 Due to differences in the era, Lin Yuan found it difficult to transplant certain literary works that were born from the land of the Celestial Dynasty to Blue Star.

However, this does not mean Lin Yuan had no solutions.

When the song “Jiu Er” appeared, Lin Yuan prepared to narrate the story from Mo Yan’s novel in a simplified manner, weaving it into Jiang Kui’s singing.

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On stage.

The sound of the suona continued as the prelude.

It seemed as if the wind was blowing across the screen.

The immature green sorghum bowed down.

Then Jiang Kui’s voice sang out, soft and clear, yet with an unusual sense of depth:

“The fields beside me…”

“The jujube flowers in my hand are fragrant…”

“The ripe sorghum paints the sky red…”

“Jiu Er, I’ll take you to distant lands…”

People of the Celestial Dynasty all knew that this song was related to Mo Yan’s novel “Red Sorghum”, but the lyrics didn’t capture the intense emotions of the book, nor did they mention the plot of its related dramas. The song even carried a hint of the singer’s personal reinterpretation, so it was entirely up to the Singers to use their performance to convey the mood of the song.

This was the reason Lin Yuan dared to present this song.

There were worries, of course, such as whether people in this world had read Mo Yan’s novel. They might not understand the background of the song, which was a regret that Lin Yuan could not avoid even with a brief explanation. Nevertheless, Lin Yuan decided to let the music express itself, since this world, albeit without Master Mo’s “Red Sorghum Clan”, had its own classic rural literature that expressed similar emotions. These were stories that could have happened in any past era, stories that could enable the audience to make an emotional connection. Moreover, in the former lifetime, many fans of the song had not read the original work or watched its adaptations yet were still deeply moved after listening to it. That is the true meaning of music!

Han Hong!

Apple Hu!

Sa Dingding!

Wu Bixia!

And Tan Jing!

Each version is unique!

This song is truly a treasure fought over by countless national team singers, one that ordinary singers dare not even touch, for there are too many brilliant renditions by national team singers before them. Singing it without sufficient skill would be utterly humiliating!

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Jiang Kui also had such a story in her mind.

It was the story told to her by her representative after she received this song.

It told of a girl named Jiu Er, who dared to love and hate, and although she was a woman, she was knowledgeable about the affairs of family and state. She endured hardships but met a special man at the moment of utmost despair…

Remembering this story.

Unexplainable emotions surged within Jiang Kui’s heart.

At the Blue Songlympics, there might be few singers who could understand the life of a farmer.

Jiang Kui understood.

She was a girl who had walked out of the mountains.

She had carried her brother on her back, living the most humble life.

At this moment, although the lyrics were exactly the same as the first time, the listening experience felt different from the first performance.

It wasn’t just that the pitch of the second performance was slightly higher.

More importantly, the emotions had also changed.

The use of fourth and octave chords seemed to symbolize the fate of Jiu Er.

Full of ups and downs!

When the second verse ended, Jiang Kui suddenly let out a chant.

A chant that seemed to weave hope with despair, making the simple melody even more magnificent, and the sense of the song’s tumultuous fate even stronger!

At this moment.

Commentators in various live broadcast rooms were suddenly wrapped in indescribable emotions, feeling a faint sourness in their hearts.

It was a story about some generation of ancestors.

Looking at the green sorghum fields on the big stage screen, symbolizing the fruit of hope, it seemed to be taking root in this field of sorghum.

“Ah~”

“Ah~”

This sequence of chanting, almost identical to Tan Jing’s version, grew higher and stronger, the abundant breath exploding thoroughly at the end!

“The fields beside me…”

It was the third time, now forming a high note.

Especially when reaching “the ripe sorghum paints the sky red”, some audience members were touched for the first time!

This song is not a simple one!

…

It went up a key!

The seven judges from a professional perspective appreciated the performance, their eyes shining with excitement. The same lyrics but different emotions, presenting an increasing form!

Su Juan is known for high notes, and Jiang Kui can hit high notes too!?

It was just that Jiang Kui’s progression of emotions was so natural, the high notes didn’t feel abrupt at all.

So much so that the judges only realized now that they had been deceived by the previous performance, this damn song is actually a high-pitched song!

Below the stage.

The audience instinctively leaned forward slightly.

It was because they were drawn into the emotions of the performance, eagerly waiting to hear what came next.

Indeed.

They were already captivated by Jiang Kui’s rendition.

The song itself was good, but the performance was the true soul.

…

Not making the audience wait.

Jiang Kui’s hand gripping the microphone suddenly tensed, and under the sudden close-up, the knuckles turned slightly white:

“The ripe sorghum paints the sky red, Jiu Er, I’ll take you to distant lands!”

Emotions surged up fiercely!

The first transition to prolonged high notes tore open a great curtain!

The two and a half rounds of singing built up to a climax, the word “fang” (place) was stretched to the limit, as if the boundless breath had no end at all!

Roaring!

An utter explosion!

Just as people thought this was the peak, a majestic sound descended from the heaven, as if coming from the depths of the soul, perfectly melding with the voice, intertwined and soaring upward!

The suona!

It was the suona!!

The suona that charges straight for the Heavenly Spirit Cover!!

Stronger than high-proof sorghum liquor!!

The male commentator in Yan Continent’s live broadcast room actually started screaming out loud with both fury and exhilaration, clapping his hands forcefully!