It's like using blue and white porcelain as a medium.
I witnessed a historical love story that was both tender and poignant.
Every scene and image is deeply moving.
Stage performance.
Magician Liu Zhiqian is sitting in the dressing room after his performance.
At that moment, I was holding my water glass and forgot to drink it.
He looked at the television screen with a puzzled expression.
He had doubts at one point.
Is the person performing on stage with Wang Yueheng a real person or a special effects scene?
It was as if I was hypnotized.
It's hard to distinguish between reality and illusion.
Until the impressive Ming Dynasty women in long skirts disappeared.
It was as if the dream had shattered, and I suddenly woke up.
Watching Wang Yueheng freely move between modern and ancient scenes on stage.
Magician Liu Zhiqian felt a chill run down his spine.
Even if he were to redesign it now.
None of them can create a magical scene as realistic as Wang Yueheng's.
Are these special effects really something that modern technology can produce?
A refreshing and melodious interlude begins.
The holographic projection on the stage changed again.
It transforms into a modern, spacious, and bright museum.
Each enclosed, transparent glass display case showcases porcelain pieces of various shapes.
A pretty girl with a neat ponytail and wearing a red dress is standing in front of the display case.
I stared blankly at a bowl-shaped blue and white porcelain piece through the glass.
Soft lighting inside the display case illuminates the porcelain.
It seemed to awaken memories deep within the girl in the red dress.
Keen-eyed viewers immediately recognized it.
This modern-looking girl with a ponytail.
It was the same woman in ancient Ming Dynasty attire who had been sitting in her boudoir earlier!
It's like a cycle of a thousand years.
Here we are in the modern world again!
"White and blue koi fish leaped from the bottom of the bowl."
"While copying the signature in Song typeface, I was thinking of you."
"Your secret, hidden in the kiln for a thousand years"
"Extremely delicate, like a needle falling to the ground in an embroidery..."
To everyone's surprise,
Just as the scene changed.
Wang Yueheng, who was originally wearing a blue ancient-style robe, was on stage.
In the blink of an eye, she changed back into modern clothes: a white top and jeans.
He transforms back into a modern young man and brushes past the girl in the red dress inside the museum.
The moment their shoulders touched.
The girl in the red dress with a ponytail suddenly looked up at the boy singing beside her.
He looked slightly taken aback.
Wang Yueheng also looked at the other person.
This time, his face was filled with tenderness as he looked at the girl in the red dress and they smiled at each other.
"The banana leaves outside the curtain are aggravated by the sudden rain, and the door knocker is stained with verdigris."
"And I offended you by passing through that small town in Jiangnan."
"In the ink wash landscape painting"
"You have vanished from the depths of the darkness..."
The surrounding scenery transformed once more.
In the distance, green mountains rise from the plain.
The scenery is picturesque.
The museum's softly lit glass display cases twist and transform into rows of blue-tiled houses.
A small river flows beside the road.
The world was shrouded in a misty rain.
It presents the Jiangnan water towns with colors like splashed ink.
The damp blue bricks stretched from Wang Yueheng's feet into the distance.
On the stone bridge in the distance.
The girl in the red dress reappeared.
The other person, holding a bright green oil-paper umbrella, turned around and stared at Wang Yueheng through the rain and mist.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
At this moment, memories also transcended time and space, awakening from the depths of the girl's mind.
"The sky is the color of rain, waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."
"Smoke rises from chimneys thousands of miles across the river..."
Then another heartfelt song, seemingly a cry, began to play.
The girl in the red dress suddenly woke up.
He dropped the emerald green oil-paper umbrella he was holding.
He ran towards the direction where Wang Yueheng was standing, disregarding everything.
"The sky is the color of rain, waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."
"The moonlight was scooped up, blurring the ending."
"Like a piece of blue and white porcelain passed down through generations, it is beautiful in its own right."
"Your eyes are smiling..."
As the girl's memories of her past life resurface, she draws ever closer to her lover.
All the audience members' vision blurred once again.
That beautiful figure gradually turned into a leaping, fiery red mass shrouded in rain and mist.
I don't know if it was tears welling up in my eyes or just special effects this time...
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