Entertainment Era: Starting with Teaching Sister Meng to Sing

"Don't rush!"

Seeing that everyone in the living room was moved to tears by the short film, Wang Xiaozhou suddenly raised his hand.

"It's not time to cry yet, let's wait a little longer."

The people inside looked over in surprise. Such a touching ancient love story, it's not time to cry yet!

I'll accompany you on your journey to the underworld, isn't that romantic enough?

Facing the probing gazes of the group, Wang Xiaozhou arrogantly raised his head, refusing to explain.

The uncles could only mutter "damn it" under their breath. They had all watched this guy grow up and knew his true nature. Knowing they wouldn't get any spoilers from him, they could only obediently watch TV and wait for his so-called tear-jerking moment.

The intro never stopped, but none of the people were professionals, so they couldn't hear anything mysterious about it. They just thought the music was nice and had a nice atmosphere.

It wasn't until a line of white text lit up on the black screen that they realized that the tear-jerking moment Wang Xiaozhou was referring to was this song, not for any other reason than the three words "Wang Xiaozhou" on the screen.

Song: "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion"

Singer: Wang Xiaozhou

Original singer: Wang Xiaozhou

Lyrics by: Wang Xiaozhou

Composer: Wang Xiaozhou

Seeing all the names of Wang Xiaozhou on the screen, Ma Xiaoping was even more excited than when she actually won a hand of pure suit at the mahjong table on New Year's Eve.

"They're all my sons!"

"Shh~~~"

Everyone put their fingers to their lips, signaling Ma Xiaoping to shush.

At this moment, the scene on the screen reverses, returning to the very beginning of the short film, and Wang Xiaozhou's voice also rings out at just the right time.

"【When practicing calligraphy from the Lanting Preface, the running script flows like clouds and water.】"

The door opens under the moonlight, my heart's secrets are as fragile as your footsteps.

In a flurry of activity, a single rubbing of the thousand-year-old monument cannot capture your beauty.

The original is gone; to whom can I give my true heart?

From Zhang Yudan's journey at Lanruo Temple to his solo visit to the Lu family mansion, where he learned of Miss Lu's death.

Every line of the lyrics is like Zhang Yudan's inner monologue, every line is fitting.

On the screen, it was already showing Zhang Yudan carrying Miss Lu on his back to seek the blooming of the nine-petaled lotus, and the lyrics rang out again.

"[The shepherd's flute plays across the room, accompanied by a few dishes of yellow wine and side dishes.]"

The afterglow of the setting sun is like your shy, intoxicated beauty.

Copying is easy, but the fragrance of ink lingers, leaving a lasting impression on you.

Whom did that line of vermilion circle?

On the verge of death, Miss Lu turned back, and Zhang Yudan reached out his hand. The scene of the two looking at each other was like a still from a costume fitting, leading into the following verse.

"[Regardless of romance, I'll write this preface and wait for your reply.]"

The brushstrokes are superb, depicting the waves layered upon each other on the shore.

How can I interpret the word "love"? No matter how I try to write it, it doesn't feel right.

But what I lack is your lifelong understanding.

The opera-style vocals repeat the main verse, the song volume decreases, and the short film footage gradually returns to the original sound.

This is a part that was not included in the final cut. The scene depicts Zhang Yudan studying diligently on the cliff of self-sacrifice every day after his first return from the underworld.

There was also a scene where Zhang Yudan later passed the imperial examination with flying colors, and young ladies from prominent families in the capital came to visit him one after another, but he refused to see them.

Zhang Yudan only did two things in his life: one was reading, and the other was learning about Miss Lu's life.

After the interlude, the scene shifts again, this time showing Zhang Yudan's first encounter with Miss Lu in the woods.

The verse then began.

"In the blink of an eye, time flies, and beauty fades away in an instant."

On the cobblestone street, your graceful smile is captivating.

Do you hate it now?

You shake your head and sigh softly; who made you frown?

But in the secluded chambers, only the scent of rouge remains.

The scene then shifts to another scene that didn't appear in the main film.

After being reincarnated, Miss Lu grew up day by day and became more and more beautiful, but she hid in her boudoir all day, never seeing any outsiders, and just staring blankly at the scholar's cap that her father wore when he was young.

"The wild geese fly south, and when I turn around, I see tears in your eyes."

Scoop up a handful of moonlight, embrace memories, how can I sleep?

How could that be?

Her secrets were sewn into the embroidered shoes, each stitch a lament.

If the flower resents the butterfly, whom will you resent?

The chorus of section B immediately cuts in, and the camera zooms out to show Zhang Yudan leaping off the cliff to save Miss Lu.

"[Regardless of romance, I'll write this preface and wait for your reply.]"

The brushstrokes are superb, depicting the waves layered upon each other on the shore.

How can I interpret the word "love"? No matter how I try to write it, it doesn't feel right.

But what I lack is your lifelong understanding.

From Zhang Yudan stopping Miss Lu before she drank the Meng Po soup, to forcibly taking her away, and then to the giant waves of the Yellow Springs sending the two to the cliff of self-sacrifice, every line of the lyrics was incredibly apt, giving everyone in the room goosebumps.

The two figures appeared behind the cliff of self-sacrifice, and the camera zoomed out again. In the short, less than three-minute end credits MV, Wang Xiaozhou really showed off his creativity.

The scene of the two rescuing someone for the first time, lying in the bushes, reappears, and the final chorus begins.

"[Regardless of romance, I'll write this preface and wait for your reply.]"

My handwritten words are without shame, and I am unafraid of worldly right and wrong.

Rain pattered on the banana leaves, and continued to fall for several more nights.

I await the spring thunder, to remind you who you love.

......

The progress bar finally gave out, and with Wang Xiaozhou's last murmur, the screen went completely dark.

The relatives in the living room were also silent for a long time, as if someone had pressed pause on a progress bar.

Wang Xiaozhou had no choice but to ask for praise himself: "Isn't that awesome?"

"Awesome!"

Before the adults could speak, Cheng Yuan, the younger brother from the aunt's family, nodded in amazement: "That's amazing! This short film is incredible, especially the song at the end..."

"Does it sound good?"

Wang Xiaozhou then reminded everyone with a smile, "It's time to wake up. I called you here to praise me and show off my divine abilities, not to see you standing there in a daze."

"ah!!!"

Ma Xiaoping finally came to her senses, but she immediately forgot about performing the miracle for her relatives. Instead, she screamed and asked Wang Xiaozhou:

"What's going on, you bastard? When did you learn to sing?"

Wang Xiaozhou pointed to himself with extreme arrogance: "Me, Wang Xiaozhou, the man who took Meng Ziyi from the preliminary rounds of The Voice of China to the stage of Singer, and you actually doubt that I can't sing?"

Wang Xiaozhou was actually prepared for the suspicions at home today. He had anticipated this scenario ever since he decided to replace Mao Xiaotong as the singer of the end credits song for the short film.

After all, for the first eighteen years of his life, he was portrayed as a sunny young man who always sang off-key.

"You're just pretending. Your singing wasn't actually that good before. It must have been done with technology in post-production."

Ma Xiaoping curled her lip and used her own interpretation to thoroughly ridicule Wang Xiaozhou.

The other elders also suddenly realized what was happening, and Wang Xiaoyue opened her mouth and said:

"No wonder it doesn't sound like your voice anymore. So you've used some advanced technology. What kind of technology is this? Is it audio editing? Can I try it out?"

Wang Xiaoyue was just curious; she didn't mean any harm to Wang Xiaozhou.

Wang Xiaozhou knew this too, so he didn't hesitate to curl his lip: "Relatives who have no appreciation ability, you can't understand anything about chest resonance and nasal voice. Let's wait and see the netizens' comments tomorrow and let them defend me."

Yes, his family doesn't understand how amazing Wang Xiaozhou is, but netizens do.

And they know all too well.

With the release of "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion" and Wang Xiaozhou's singing skills, if this song didn't become an overnight sensation across the internet, it would just mean that this generation of netizens is too incompetent!

Wang Xiaozhou also had some expectations for how much they could uncover from the short film "Liaozhai: Lanruo Temple".

At least with fish balls, it's just a little trick like Lu's, they must have been able to figure it out, right?