"Has it started yet?"
"Isn't it ten o'clock yet?"
"Keep your voice down, you want to get caught, right?"
In a dormitory at Huadu Conservatory of Music, Xiao Meng, his roommate Shi Tou, and Monster were all sitting in front of the computer, all three of them looking as if they couldn't wait to put their heads into the screen.
Don't get me wrong, this is not some informal movie viewing, but three music college students who skipped classes are waiting for the recruitment announcement and theme song release of the National Style Music Awards.
"Time's up, refresh, refresh."
Xiao Meng quickly pressed F5, and then... nothing changed!
The middle playback position is still spinning in circles.
"Oh my god, what's going on? Why is it so stuck?"
"Maybe there are too many people watching. Oops, it's starting to buffer. Stop it!"
Because they didn't dare to turn on the amplifier for fear that the dormitory manager passing by would find out that there was someone in the dormitory, only Xiao Meng among the three won the first prize of headphones with his excellent boxing skills.
Stones and monsters will have to wait for the second and third rounds.
The picture buffering ended, and the hilt of a giant sword appeared in the middle of the screen. You can imagine how huge this giant sword inserted into the ground is.
Then the hilt began to tremble violently, and slowly the ground around the giant sword began to crack, and the giant sword was slowly pulled out of the ground.
"Oh my god, so cool, what song is this?" Stone and Monster, one on the left and one on the right, tried hard to put their faces close to Xiao Meng's, wanting to listen to the sound coming out of the headphones, but unfortunately they could not hear anything.
Xiao Meng was suddenly drawn into the scene by the flute and erhu melody in the prelude.
Then the giant sword flew into the sky and began to shrink. A handsome man who looked like a banished immortal jumped up and stood steadily on the flying sword, cutting through the sky and flying into the distance.
"Fuck, who is this guy? Why do I think it's so cool to fly on a sword like this?"
"I agree. I used to think those mecha pilots in American superhero movies were the true romance of men. I thought the way they flew with two fists clenched, one in front and the other at the waist, was really cool. Now, when I compare them, I suddenly feel that they're just so unfashionable, okay?"
Because they couldn't hear the music, the two could only express their opinions on the MV's images. However, this first shot successfully made them want to watch the MV on their knees. The way he stood on the sword and cut through the sky was so cool.
Then the scene in the picture turned into a meteor shower falling from the dark sky. When the camera zoomed in, it was discovered that those were not individual shooting stars, but flying swords.
"Frozen tears, like falling meteors, shatter someone's longing!"
"In the cycle of reincarnation, the past has been annihilated!"
In the picture, tens of millions of flying swords fell from the sky like meteors, and then seemed to hit some invisible barrier and were bounced away.
Then, many people wearing the same clothes stretched out their index and middle fingers to draw a few talismans in the air, and the flying sword flew high into the sky again and shot towards the previous position.
The camera zoomed in again to the location of the invisible barrier, and only then could one see that there seemed to be another space behind it. In front of that space stood a woman who looked like a jade maiden from the sky. However, she was bleeding from the corners of her mouth, and the bright red blood contrasted with her fair skin, making her look a little disheveled.
When all the flying swords fell again, the invisible barrier only withstood the attacks of a few flying swords, and then the whole scene shook, obviously it had been broken.
And those flying swords shot towards the woman without stopping.
Even though they couldn't hear any sound, Stone and the monster knew that the woman played by Yan Zi was being besieged by many people. Seeing the flying swords approaching them, they felt their hearts in their throats.
At this moment, the scene flashed, and the man who had just been riding the giant sword flashed in front of the woman and stood in the air. His clothes were almost the same as those who attacked the woman.
He turned his head and looked gently at the woman behind him, and the giant sword transformed into thousands in front of him, each of which collided with the tip of the attacking flying sword and knocked it down, while the illusory sword shadows shattered like falling cherry blossoms.
But it was obvious that it was not easy for this man to fight against so many people alone. Every time he shot down a flying sword, he would tremble slightly.
But he just looked into the woman's eyes, as if everything around them didn't exist and there were only the two of them in the world.
Until the woman slowly raised her hand and gently wiped away the blood that was also flowing from the corner of his mouth, the picture began to zoom in infinitely on the drop of blood and then switched.
Flower petals fell all over the sky, and the man controlled the flying sword in the rain of petals, causing pieces of flower rain to circle around the woman like a dragon, while the woman was playing the pipa with concentration.
"On the peak of Kunlun, the rivers and lakes are far away, flowers bloom and fade, filling the sky!"
Then the man controlled the flying sword and pointed it forward. All the petals were carried by the flying sword and flew towards the sight of several people, until all the petals together blocked the entire picture.
Then the petals slowly fell, and the following scene turned into a scene of the two people's entanglements in many past and present lives.
The last shot freezes on the man lovingly touching the woman's hair, and then the frozen picture turns black and white, and then little by little it becomes colorful. However, apart from the actions of the two people, the surrounding background evolves back to the place where the battle just took place.
The woman looked up and shook her head with tears in her eyes, while the man lowered his head, smiled slightly and shook his head as well.
Then, when the woman wanted to say something, the man pushed out with his palm, pushing the woman into the space she was guarding behind her.
The space began to shrink slowly, and the woman stretched out her hand desperately to get it back, but it was so close yet so far away that she could not reach it.
Finally, the opening of the space became smaller and smaller. The woman stretched out her hands weakly, stared at the man, shook her head in pain, and moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, when the space finally closed completely.
The flying sword in front of the man became huge again, turning into eight and inserting into eight directions.
They formed a dark blue Bagua, firmly suppressing a mountain under their feet. In the last picture, the man turned his head and looked in the direction where the space disappeared, smiled slightly, then lost consciousness and fell from the sky.
The MV ends here, followed by various recruitment requirements for the National Style Music Awards, submission instructions, etc.
But the three people in the dormitory did not speak for a long time. Even Stone and Monster, who had not heard the music at all, were shocked by the visual effects of the MV.
Xiao Meng sat there for a long time before taking off his headphones. He opened his drawer in a daze and tore the song he had written long ago into pieces.
You shouldn't have watched it, or just watched the MV, and shouldn't have listened to this song. This is another top-notch Chinese style song. Aren't the organizing committee afraid of discouraging everyone's creative enthusiasm by doing this?
Seeing that the two roommates began to fight for the second round of use of the headphones, Xiao Meng, who wanted to give them a reminder, held back. We are all good brothers, and we can’t bear the loss alone, right!
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