It quickly grew quiet outside.
Jiang Qin was ticulously applying her makeup.
Tonight, she had a new instrunt: a Zither.
So, she had specially prepared a more classical song for the evening, and her attire was styled to match.
Beneath her smoky, arched brows, her watery, almond-shaped eyes seed to hold a world of sorrow.
***
Inside the bar, many people had started livestreaming.
It was obvious that no one was here for soothing tonight; they were here for Jiang Qin.
So were fans, so were simply there to ride her coattails, and still others coveted the position of being Jiang Qin’s partner.
At eight o’clock sharp.
Jiang Qin, dressed in a pure black cheongsam and seated before the Zither, ascended onto the stage.
Mist began to diffuse across the stage, making the whole scene feel as if it were set in a mountain valley.
The holographic background also depicted rockeries, flowing water, and a pavilion.
Jiang Qin had actually wanted to wear a traditional historical gown, but such dresses were impossible to buy in the Interstellar era. The cheongsam she wore was a last-minute custom order.
It was simply cut and sewn, without so much as a single embroidered flower.
Despite its simple design, she wore it with an air of fatefulness.
Her pinned-up hair, caught in the bar’s circulating air, sent loose strands fluttering untidily around her ears.
"Jiang Qin!"
In the sowhat noisy bar, a very conspicuous person suddenly shouted her na excitedly.
Following the voice, Jiang Qin saw a brightly lit, rainbow-colored fan sign.
Her na was written on it.
The one who had shouted was a girl in a long pink dress, the diamonds on it nearly blinding Jiang Qin with their sparkle.
The girl was flanked by two very handso n, who were protectively standing by her side with expressions of fond exasperation.
Ever since watching the livestream, Wen Xueli had beco an instant fan of Jiang Qin.
Knowing she would be performing tonight, Wen Xueli and her companions had taken a spaceship directly from a neighboring Second-class planet.
After arriving, they had gone to get the fan sign custom-made.
Wen Xueli declared that whatever other singers had, Jiang Qin had to have too. Starting today, she was officially a stan, and she would be Jiang Qin’s number one fan!
Her partners were already used to her sudden, intense obsessions with people.
To keep her happy, they had specifically assigned two people to accompany her as she gallivanted across the Interstellar.
Fortunately, no matter which celebrity, singer, or strear Wen Xueli liked, it was always just pure admiration.
She never had any intention of developing a private, romantic relationship with them.
Therefore, her partners never restricted her hobbies.
Even though it was a bit embarrassing to be under the public eye right now, the two n had no intention of blaming her.
Jiang Qin was always good-natured towards people who liked her, so she smiled and waved back in response.
"My god, Jiang Qin looks a little different from the livestream yesterday. She’s kind of pretty..."
"She was pretty yesterday too, she just looked really pale."
"Qi Yang, I love that dress she’s wearing. Find out where she bought it later and get a few."
The man good-naturedly agreed.
Then, he glanced at the female on stage with a complicated expression before quickly looking away.
The females sitting in the front booths were all stunned by Jiang Qin’s look, and they eagerly asked around about where she bought her clothes, where she got her hair done, and her makeup.
Why did such thin eyebrows not look comical, but instead possess an indescribable charm?
"Tonight’s first song is ’Beauty’s Song’."
The lights went out, leaving only the hazy glow from the holographic background to illuminate the stage.
"Blue, blue sky and white clouds above,
Slowly, the water flows on by,
A jade hand raises a whip, the horse walks on,
The moon climbs over the willow tops~~"
Her hands, as slender as scallion roots, gracefully danced across the Zither. With just a few plucks and strums, a beautiful sound erged.
The more than 20,000 people in the bar watched, completely dumbfounded.
In that mont, it was as if they were seeing a woman from ancient tis.
There was a painting just like this hanging in a museum.
’So the woman in that painting was playing this instrunt, the one called a Zither?’
’So this is what a Zither sounds like...’
"Since ancient tis, beauties have loved heroes,
A promise worth gold, held ’til the end.
The wind howls fiercely, the thunder roars~"
The lodious and moving vocals, the rustic and realistic holographic scene, the ethereal beauty—it was as if they had traveled a thousand years back in ti.
As everyone was imrsed in this wondrous experience, they failed to notice that within their Spirit Seas, their Spiritual Bodies were also listening, stock-still.
The female who had initially complained about Moonlight being old and small was now staring blankly at Jiang Qin.
All her earlier irritation seed to have been soothed away by a gentle breeze.
She now felt an impulse, an urge to et the scholars and beauties of ancient tis.
’Were all females back then like Jiang Qin?’
’Possessing such a sorrowful face, and a voice like the music of the heavens?’
"Since ancient tis, beauties have often t a cruel fate,
To die with honor, not live in disgrace, she ascends the western tower~"
***
"The lyrics are so beautiful. There are a few lines I don’t quite understand; I’ll have to go back and ask my grandfather."
"Hiss... I thought the livestream was a recording. I can’t believe she sounds even better live."
"I agree. It feels more powerful hearing her sing in person. That crappy livestreaming device must have distorted the sound."
"She probably wasn’t using a streaming device. It was likely just her Light Computer’s built-in cara and sound transmission."
"Waaah, she’s too amazing! Just the thought of not being able to co listen to her live all the ti makes feel like life is aningless!"
Netizens who couldn’t make it to the venue were just as curious about what would happen next.
After all, when it cos to drama, many people will keep following the main person involved, hoping for even more explosive gossip later on.
It was precisely because of this hype that nearby strears had decisively rushed over to Moonlight Bar.
Otherwise, who had the ti to run so far just to drink an Inhibitor? It’s not like there weren’t other bars nearby, and even if there weren’t, they could just order one online.
Thus, the dozen or so people currently livestreaming from the venue also had very lively chat rooms.
[Another new song. Is there any genre Jiang Qin can’t do?]
[What the hell are those entertainnt companies doing? They should be snatching up a talent like this to light up the music scene, not letting her waste away singing in this dump of a bar.]
[Seriously! Do you guys really have no clue what our Federation’s music scene is like?!]
[It’s not like you don’t know. Our music industry has this inexplicable self-confidence. They probably look down on a master like Jiang Qin.]
Lan Yuyan: ’...You think it’s because I don’t want to? It’s because I can’t even add her Light Brain Number...’
[But don’t you guys think Jiang Qin is being unreasonable?
Are Star Coins from males so easy to earn? On what grounds does she get to just sing and not perform soothing?
If it weren’t for purifying Riot Value, who would be willing to go to a bar?
If you want to sing, then get the hell into the entertainnt industry and be a singer. If you work in a bar, you should just obediently be a soothing master. Such an attention seeker.]
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