"Oh, what instrument?" Xiao Teng asked curiously, wondering why it was necessary to specifically ask what kind of instrument he wanted to borrow.
“A large drum,” Namo Si replied.
"Hahaha, good. I grant your permission." Xiao Teng seemed very happy. He was very curious about what kind of music Nan Wusi could play on the drum.
The rest of the group also looked on with curiosity.
Nan Wusi met his parents' worried gazes and nodded slightly, indicating that they should not worry too much.
She slowly walked to the center of the hall, paused for two seconds in front of the drum, and then picked up the drumsticks with both hands.
"Boom boom. Bang bang bang!" The war drums beat loudly, and the exciting opening immediately captivated the audience.
Nan Wusi played a modern war song. The whole piece was stirring and dramatic, and combined with her deep voice, it instantly drew everyone into the scene of war.
The winds rose and the clouds surged, unpredictable and ever-changing. The grand scene of war was suddenly presented before everyone's eyes, drawing them in completely. Nan Wusi's red dress fluttered with her dance, as if the blood of warriors defending their homeland had been spilled on the hall. The sounds of horses' hooves, roars, and fighting filled the air. The glint of swords and the brutal scenes of the battlefield struck their very souls.
When the music ended, no one applauded. The hall was silent; everyone remained still, as if they were all stunned.
Taking this opportunity, Nan Wusi secretly observed everyone's expressions. She saw her father with tears in his eyes, seemingly deeply moved, while the Emperor's face was somewhat grim, as if he were lost in thought. She also secretly glanced at Prince Yi, only to find him with an expression of admiration, which made Nan Wusi secretly delighted.
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