Chapter 38: The Sorrow of Youth!

  The lyrics are ready-made, but the tune is created by Lin Chuyin herself. Although there are still some minor flaws, the melody comes from the heart, and this "Song of Yue People" perfectly expresses her current voice.

  The sound of the guqin faded away, but the singing voice still echoed in everyone's ears. A faint spiritual energy gathered towards Lin Chunyin. After a moment, Lin Chunyin opened her eyes, hugged the guqin, bowed to the audience, turned around and paid respects, then stepped down from the stage.

  After Lin Chuoyin finished, the ninth person went on stage. Xiao Yun didn't have much thought to listen, but was thinking about what to play when it's his turn later.

  Time flies second by second, people come on stage one after another, and almost all of them play their heart songs. For the elites who can be ranked in the top ten, writing a heart song is not a very difficult thing, as long as they have a good opportunity or inspiration, they may write a heart song.

  Meng Xiaobao ranked fifth, and the piece he played was a war song in the middle of Xin Qu, but what surprised Xiao Yun was that this song was somewhat unconventional, with the title "Lí Shāng", the melody was extremely sorrowful, and many disciples with lower boundaries on the scene were moved to tears.

  Even Xiao Yun was moved to some sadness, and couldn't help but take a deep look at Meng Xiaobao. This young man looked quite cheerful on the surface, yet who knew what sad things he had hidden in his heart, that he could compose such a melody?

  Meng Xiaobao passed, and then another disciple passed, and it was Lu Jianfeng's turn, who ranked third in Class A.

  "Xu Shimei, Shixiong has left first!" Lu Jianfeng said to Xu Wanjun across the Xiao Yun.

  Xu Wanjun nodded slightly, Lu Jianfeng seemed to have something to say, but still held back and directly hugged the piano onto the stage.

  With a gentle bow on and off stage, Lu Jianfeng sat down in his seat, "The song is called 'Youthful Sorrow'"

  As soon as the voice fell, the piano sound started, low and melodious, with a hint of sadness.

  "Who says that young people do not know sorrow, the tip of the willow is green and the bean is fragrant, my heart thinks of you, do you know? The fallen flowers have a mind to follow the clear stream, the clear stream flows eastward, without intention to turn back, this love and hatred are hard to end."

  Following the melody, Lu Jianfeng also started singing, his voice was magnetic and very attractive. If he were to be on Earth, he would definitely become a singer.

  The melody is unheard of and the lyrics are also unheard of. It should be written by Lu Jianfeng himself. It can be seen that this Lu Jianfeng still has some talent.

  The song title "Youthful Sorrow" reminds me of Xin Qiji's poem.

  "When young, I didn't know the taste of sorrow, fell in love with a high-rise building, fell in love with a high-rise building, and forced myself to say it was sorrowful just to compose new lyrics. Now that I've experienced all the tastes of sorrow, I want to speak but hesitate, want to speak but hesitate, yet say what a cool autumn day!"

  Listening to Lu Jianfeng's song, Xiao Yun didn't dare say that the song was "great", because he indeed felt a hint of melancholy from Lu Jianfeng's song.

  Judging from the lyrics, it should be considered a love song, and it's even a unrequited love song, but I don't know who he wrote it for.

  Looking up, Lu Jianfeng occasionally glanced at himself, and Xiao Yun's heart seemed to understand something. This guy is really bold, this is confessing to Xu Wanjun in front of everyone!

  Many people looked at Xu Wanjun, but Xu Wanjun remained expressionless from start to finish, as if Lu Jianfeng's singing was unheard and didn't stir up any ripples.

  ——

  "This kid, isn't he too bold? This is the Elite Conference, and yet he sings this kind of song!" Mu Tianen was somewhat speechless. However, being able to turn a love song into a high-level mental cultivation melody wasn't easy either. Lu Jianfeng's talent was naturally undeniable.

  Xie Tian smiled wryly and said, "Jian Feng this kid is probably overestimating himself. Wan Jun this girl has always been proud since childhood, she won't give a second glance to those she looks down upon. Only the strong can enter her eyes, and in this regard, Jian Feng still falls short. To win Wan Jun's heart, it's difficult!"

  "Junior brother, it's not that I'm saying you're bad, but look at the disciples you've taught - they're all like this. I even have some doubts, was Jian Feng's arrogant personality brought out by Wan Jun's daughter?" Murong Tian'en said.

  Xie Tianxi smiled wryly again, "This can't be said for certain, even his cold personality, I reckon is also learned from that little girl Wan Jun."

  "You'd better let his master give him a good talking-to, the way he's going now will absolutely be harmful and useless for his future cultivation." said Mu Tian'en.

  Xie Tianxī sighed and nodded lightly. Lu Jianfeng's poem about youthful worries had also made him worried.

  ——

  Soon, Lu Jianfeng's "Youthful Sorrow" came to an end. He glanced at Xu Wanjun from afar and saw that she was unmoved. With a look of great disappointment on his face, Lu Jianfeng held his zither and left the stage.

  Several whispers came from the side, not without sarcastic words, which made Lu Jianfeng's heart extremely angry, but he still endured it and tightly clenched his fists, returning to his own seat.

  "First place, second name, Xiao Yun!"

  Liu Yuanzhan called out Xiao Yun's name. Xiao Yun knew it was his turn and immediately hugged the Jiuxiaoqin and went on stage.

  ——

  "Good kid, you've actually stolen my zither again!"

  Just as he sat down, a stern voice came from beside his ear, as if someone was leaning in close to him and speaking directly into his ear. Xiao Yun was startled and turned around to see Mu Tian'en staring at him with wide, angry eyes.

  This is a transmission technique that can only be used by those who have reached the realm of music masters, condensing sound into lines and directly casting it into the opponent's ears, which others cannot hear.

  Looking at the old man's appearance, he seemed to be looking for trouble. Xiao Yun felt a bit apprehensive in her heart. It was just borrowing the zither, and she would return it without being asked, so why was he being so serious?

  It seems that after returning today, I will inevitably be punished to chop firewood and carry water again. However, thinking about being able to enter the Elite Academy, I can finally get away from this eccentric old man, Xiao Yun's heart is still somewhat excited.

  "Look, listen to me carefully." To outsiders, Mu Tian'en's lips were only slightly trembling, but in Xiao Yun's ears, it was a very clear and severe voice. "Yesterday's two exams, you can get second place on the overall list, which is already enough, stop while you're ahead. You know your own situation, if you can't become a music master in the future, the higher you climb now, the more painful you'll fall later. Remember, 'the tall tree will be broken by the wind', you are a born musical child, if you are remembered by someone with ill intentions, it will bring you a hundred harms and no benefits."

  It seems that Mu Tian'en doesn't want him to compete for the first place anymore. Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment, he could sense a hint of concern from Mu Tian'en's words, and it made sense, being just a servant, being able to get second place was already enough to become the focus of this conference.

  Among these people, there are those who envy themselves, those who admire themselves, and naturally, there must also be those who resent themselves. Setting aside Qin Yu and Xiao Ming for the moment, just by taking second place, Lu Jianfeng has already developed animosity towards himself. If he were to go after first place now, although he might enjoy a brief moment of glory, the troubles that would follow would be endless.

  There's a saying on earth, called "dressing up as a pig to eat the tiger", being low-key is the way to go. At this time, if you're too high-profile, who knows how many hostile gazes you'll attract? At least half of the elite disciples will harbor hostility towards you. After all, you're just a humble servant, yet you've surpassed them, which is something they can't accept no matter what.

  The root is not correct, and he still wants to be a big leader. No matter where, this will not work. Xiao Yun's heart became somewhat uncertain and uneasy.

  "Remember, don't use your 'Youthful Journey', try to use ordinary Heart Song, you can make it into the top ten, the purpose is already achieved, the reward for the top three, you don't need it either, don't be muddled and lose sight of what's important, there's still another chance waiting for you." It seemed that seeing Xiao Yun hesitating, Mu Tian'en transmitted his voice again.

  Xiao Yun's furrowed brow suddenly relaxed, and she nodded gently at Mu Tian'en. Seeing this, Mu Tian'en also wore a relieved expression on his face.

  ——

  Xiao Yun turned around and looked at the sea of black heads below the stage, her hands placed on the strings, but she didn't know what to play.

  Originally, before going on stage, he had thought of playing 'Youth Tour', a heavenly music that would have been enough to win the first prize in this competition. However, after being persuaded by Murong Tian'en, Xiao Yun gave up this idea and for a moment, his mind was filled with many distracting thoughts, and he didn't know what piece to play.