Chapter 276: Who told you to make the girl cry? You have to comfort her yourself!

Uh, uh, uh, uh!!!

Looking at the silent livestream room and the confused Bai Lu.

Zhang Yang fell into self-doubt: did his showing off fail?

Damn it!!

You were the ones who asked such a professional question, and now that I've answered professionally.

You don't understand it either?

At this very moment!!

Everyone's brains were buzzing!

This is truly absurd!

We asked for your opinion on the current 'China Wind.'

We thought you'd give some commentary, blow some smoke, or at most, diss someone!

But!

You actually went and defined what 'China Wind' is, and you said it so well that it's impossible to refute!

Ever since Meng Xiao started, the definition of 'China Wind' has been very vague!

When people mention 'China Wind,' they think of Meng Xiao!

But what is 'China Wind'? What is it called?

No one knows, and no one dares to say, because they aren't qualified!

Now Zhang Yang has broken this rule and proposed that 'China Wind' is the 'Three Ancients and Three News'!

After a long time!

The livestream room finally reacted!

[Holy crap! Holy crap!! This is too awesome! Zhang Yang has redefined 'China Wind'!]

[I don't understand it, but it sounds powerful!! It seems very awesome!!]

[It's not just 'seems' awesome, it's extremely, extremely awesome!! I study composition; I asked my teacher why he was kneeling while watching the livestream, and he said, 'You have to kneel to listen too!']

[Let me put it this way: Zhang Yang has suddenly expanded the scope of 'China Wind' songwriting; there will definitely be more new Chinese songs emerging in the future!]

[If you say Meng Xiao pioneered 'China Wind,' then Zhang Yang defined it, allowing 'China Wind' to be revived!]

[Holy crap!! I get it now!! Anyway, Zhang Yang is just awesome!!!]

[Damn it!! This is spot on; it's really 6!]

In an instant!

The comments were filled with rainbow-fart praise; the livestream instantly turned into a 'praise-the-streamer' room!

Along with looking at Bai Lu's admiring gaze, Zhang Yang instantly felt a bit floaty.

His showing off was a success!

"Zhang Yang! Can you sing 'Garan Rain' again, please?"

Bai Lu looked at Zhang Yang with full expectation, her eyes filled with hope!

Good grief!!

She’s even using the name 'Garan Rain' directly!

The people in the livestream room also instantly erupted!!

[Bai Lu is the best!]

[Bai Lu! You truly are the mouthpiece for our millions!]

[That's right! One more 'Garan Rain,' and we can wrap it up!]

[Heh! This is clearly 'Fireworks Cool Easily'!!]

In an instant!

The wind and clouds rose again, and both sides started bickering!

The comments were instantly filled with these two names, dense and evenly matched.

At this time, the prelude to 'Garan Rain'—or was it 'Fireworks Cool Easily'?—began to play!

The livestream room instantly went quiet!

In the livestream:

Zhang Yang's fingers lightly swept across the strings, and he began to sing in a low voice.

Once again, he told the story to everyone.

No!

This time, he was singing a love story from a thousand years ago!

The sounds of prosperity, escaping into the void, broke the hearts of the world.

Dreams are cold, tossing and turning for a lifetime, how many debts of love are there?

As you default. Waiting in life and death.

Waiting through circle after circle of annual rings.

This singing voice seemed to traverse time and space, bringing everyone back to a thousand years ago.

In that era of war and chaos.

They saw the general and the woman parting at the gates of Luoyang, and they heard the promises they made to each other.

They saw the woman sitting on the blue stone slab at the city gate, waiting bitterly, guarding this lonely city.

They saw the woman with no other choice, resolutely taking refuge in Garan Temple, eventually passing away, still believing in her final moments that the general would return.

They also saw a monk waiting alone in front of a lonely grave in the back hills of Garan Temple!

A promise that made two people wait for a lifetime.

Outside Garan Temple, the rain pattered, hoping for the moments they once shared to be eternal!

"Fireworks cool easily, human affairs are easily parted."

Sighing at life, it is no more than fireworks that cool easily.

After being incomparably brilliant and dazzling, all that remains is endless pain.

"Fate takes root and blossoms within us,

Listening to the rain at Garan Temple, we hope for eternity."

The song ended!!

Bai Lu was once again a teary mess, a pear blossom in the rain, pitiful and lovely!

The surrounding staff also had red-rimmed eyes, and Sister Wang was secretly wiping away her tears.

The livestream room was also filled with sounds of sobbing!

[Wuwuwu! Paired with this new story, it feels even more depressing!]

[This song cured my illness of not being able to cry for years; now I'm sobbing uncontrollably!]

[Wuwuwu! Tissues are gone again; I don't even dare to ask my mom for more!]

[Good thing I don't have to work tomorrow, otherwise my eyes wouldn't be able to lose the swelling!]

[Wrap it up, flowers falling!! Very satisfied tonight!!]

"I told you not to listen, but you still listened! Now you're feeling uncomfortable, aren't you!"

Zhang Yang said with a bit of complaint while wiping Bai Lu's tears with a tissue.

"Wuwuwu! I want to listen, I want to listen, why do you care!"

Bai Lu snatched the tissue from Zhang Yang's hand and glared at him!

But those red, swollen eyes made her look not the least bit threatening, but rather very cute!

"Fine! Fine!! I'll listen to you!!"

Who told you to make the girl cry?

You have to comfort her yourself; the main point is a sense of responsibility!

"Mm-hmm, that's more like it!"

Only then did Bai Lu's emotions slowly calm down, though her eyes were red like a cute rabbit.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from behind!

"Zhang Yang!!! What did you do to Xiao Lu? Why did you make her cry?!!"