"I ride a white horse through three passes, changing into plain clothes to return to the Central Plains..."
A Minnan dialect tune began, followed by an even more passionate melody. The audience, still immersed in the Minnan opera, suddenly experienced a moment of enlightenment.
Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan!
Could the song really be written this way? It was indeed a plaintive song, but not entirely. That feeling of resilient and vehement emotion in love that transcended time and space burst forth entirely.
In the guest assembly hall, everyone listening to Pei Muchan belting out the high notes at "As long as you don't let go~" was completely dumbfounded. It took them a few seconds to snap out of it.
"Is this a plaintive song?" Zhang Yuqi mumbled.
"It's not, yet it is..." Wang Yu was also quite stunned, swallowed his saliva, and said, "This isn't a traditional plaintive song; it incorporates many elements."
