Wang Yueheng's magnetic singing voice then rang out along with the guzheng playing.

The song, imbued with the sorrow of parting, was like a gentle breeze caressing one's face.

It's like telling a distant story.

Chen Guoguo, who was originally looking down and tense, heard this song.

He suddenly looked up at the computer screen.

The lyrics and melody.

Compared to other ancient-style songs, it does have a somewhat ambiguous feel.

"A pot of wine, adrift and wandering the world, is hard to swallow."

"After you left, the wine warmed my memories, and my longing grew thinner."

"How can time be stolen when water flows eastward?"

"Flowers bloom only once, but I missed my chance to mature..."

With an even stronger burst of lyrical chanting

A faint sense of melancholy welled up in Chen Guoguo's heart.

Under the moon, a beautiful woman, candlelight, wandering...

The lyrics have a classical background, and are accompanied by traditional folk instruments such as the pipa and guzheng.

It's as if you can close your eyes and be transported to the ancient era depicted in Wang Yueheng's poem, "Picking chrysanthemums by the eastern fence, I leisurely gaze at the Southern Mountains."

I saw the protagonist, dressed in ancient costume, standing behind the door, unable to bear watching his beloved turn and leave.

As the chorus approaches, even R&B-style electronic drum beats are added.

It fills the classical-style song structure with the flesh and blood of pop music.

"Huh?"

I heard Wang Yueheng's increasingly heartfelt singing.

Zhang Qin, who was wearing a face mask and waiting to see Wang Yueheng make a fool of himself, couldn't help but ask in confusion.

The lyrics of this song sound like they're in the ancient Chinese style, but the way it's sung gives people a certain feeling...

How can it be as catchy as pop music?

That shouldn't be the case...

Can traditional Chinese style songs be sung in this way?

Zhang Qin, who had been lying back in her chair, slowly sat up while pressing her face mask against her skin and listened curiously.

At this moment, Chen Yu, the top student, suddenly realized something and stared at the lyrics on the screen.

They seemed to have noticed something different about the song.

If we say that songs in the ancient style music scene, represented by Li Guyan, are like a cup of strong tea, they need to be savored slowly.

It even has certain requirements regarding the audience's cultural literacy and taste.

That's Wang Yueheng's poem "Dong Feng Po".

It's like a cup of jasmine tea, with a faint fragrance that you can smell from afar.

Anyone can appreciate the beauty of its melody.

Chen Yu, who originally had no expectations for Wang Yueheng's new song, was instantly captivated by the atmosphere created by the song.

Who is playing "Dong Feng Po" on the pipa?

"The years have peeled away on the walls, revealing glimpses of my childhood."

I still remember when we were all very young.

"And now, the mournful sound of the zither fades, but you have not heard my waiting..."

Suddenly, it dawned on me.

The yellow light reflected on the dormitory window seemed to become a ray of candlelight in the darkness.

It swayed and pierced through the long river of history.

The reflection illuminated the wisps of sandalwood smoke rising from the ground.

The beautiful woman and the talented man embraced outside the door, expressing their reluctance and sorrow at parting.

We once walked hand in hand, promising to grow old together.

Now, those beautiful memories are like water flowing eastward, slipping away before my eyes and beyond my reach.

A pipa melody suddenly appeared.

It was as if the music captured the heartbreak of a beautiful woman, and sorrow unconsciously gathered between her brows.

The rain poured down on my heart, leaving a thousand tear stains, ten thousand tear stains…

"Clatter"

As Zhang Qin gradually drifted off into her own thoughts and couldn't help but look at the screen, the face mask on her face accidentally fell to the ground.

Her face, wet with surprise, was revealed.

For a moment, all three girls were stunned.

I don't know how to describe the inexplicable feeling in my heart.

The gentle yet powerful melody, like a fine wine suddenly poured into their mouths, left them deeply intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

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Note: Original singer of "Dong Feng Po": Jay Chou; Lyricist: Vincent Fang; Composer: Jay Chou; Arranger: Michael Lin