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Chapter 1595: Chapter 1289: Only After Listening to This Song Can You Understand Xian Yu

On the stage.

The symphony orchestra has already taken the stage.

Flutes, oboes, trombones, trumpets, timpani, and even violins, among others.

From the woodwinds to the brass section, and from the percussion to the strings, everyone is ready.

On the high podium before the orchestra.

Wei Shujing holds the baton, impeccably dressed, his expression filled with seriousness.

Below the stage.

Whispers and murmurs instantly cease.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Wei Shujing resolutely and powerfully swings the baton.

"Dun dun dun dun!"

The legendary The Fate Symphony plays for the first time in a public performance on Blue Star!

Dark!

Ruthless!

Majestic!

Four consecutive solemn strong notes, together with the effect of [Immersive Sound], felt like the knocking of fate at the door, exploding in the Golden Hall!

In an instant.

Countless people’s faces changed!

The second beat followed with resounding intensity, resonating in the unison of strings and clarinet, prompting everyone in the audience to instinctively tighten their heartstrings!

The first movement!

The theme appeared hastily across various sections with a weak intensity, reminiscent of the echoes after a loud boom, or perhaps the spreading of doom.

Some had goosebumps;

Some felt tingling on their scalps;

The atmosphere was tense and severe, showcasing all the hardships and misfortunes of life with notes, rushing towards the audience, yet amidst such despair, there were occasional joys and successes, hence the intertwining of defeat’s pain and hope’s light, as if reminding everyone:

This is fate.

And fate is fickle.

...

On the podium.

Wei Shujing waved the baton through the air, as if a fierce and brutal battle unfolded before his eyes, with each note and melody engaged in a deadly struggle amid flashing blades!

The baton was a sharp blade!

This on-the-spot experience made Wei Shujing’s blood surge, driving him to unprecedented engagement, as if he were conducting not an orchestra but an army, with a steadfast and simple belief appearing in his mind:

I want to conquer fate!

With Wei Shujing’s thought emerging, the orchestra’s playing gradually intensified, and among the ensemble’s roar, the god of fate also seemed startled, once again sending forth a challenge, trying to reclaim control over everything.

The baton rose.

The lights were the best backdrop.

Two powerful chords interrupted the ensemble’s roar, and after a brief silence, a bright horn sounded in the French horn section.

Then.

The lyrical second theme appeared, embodying a sense of tranquility and warmth, a quest for peace.

At this moment.

Hiding in the lower section, the fate theme became more obstinate and determined, waiting for an opportunity to reclaim territory.

However, a strong and resolute melody suddenly drowned it with an unstoppable momentum, and the subsequent performance seemed like fate struggling...

The first movement ended.

The audience was almost drenched in cold sweat.

The theme of the first movement was defiance against fate, and indeed, the entire connotation and implications of The Fate Symphony revolved around this point. To put it simply:

My fate is mine, not heaven’s.

The beginning was fate knocking at the door, but the end was an equal fight against fate’s misfortune!

In fact, no one likes to resign themselves, but unfortunately, not everyone is always ready to fight against misfortune with the same determination expressed in this piece, even if it means evolving into the sharpest of conflicts without retreating a single step.

Reflecting on the first movement of fate just now...

At this moment, the audience almost instinctively recalled the various legends about Xian Yu.

It is said he once dreamed of becoming a singer, only to be diagnosed with a terminal illness, his once genius voice destroyed. Yet, such a blow did not make him completely give up his dream. If he couldn’t sing, he would write songs for others to sing, becoming a composer—this became his second-best choice...

These legends of Xian Yu are almost universally known.

A genius paired with such experiences seems inherently legendary.

Almost everyone acknowledges Xian Yu as such an extraordinary figure, perhaps precisely due to fate’s design.

"Better to die than bow to fate, so he conquered fate, and this The Fate Symphony must have been created from the backdrop of such experiences!"

There was no deliberate communication.

The performance was not over yet.

In the temporarily quiet venue, people intuitively and silently reached a spiritual consensus.

This was the only undeniable explanation!

...

Luo Su stood up with a bang when the first movement ended.

Wow!

Luo Su’s blood was boiling, his passionate heart seemingly guided by an invisible hand, transcending the vicissitudes of time, ascending higher and higher in a vast and melancholic forest!

He saw it!

Underneath the broad view!

Those sky-reaching trunks standing tall and unyielding!

Those trembling leaves vigorous and tenacious!

Those thriving fruits optimistic and resilient!

They are unmoved by the wind, unshaken by thunder, at times vibrant, at times gentle and refined, yet conveying an unyielding spirit and will through twists and turns!

At this moment.

Luo Su wanted to cry and laugh.

What in this world can communicate human and nature’s connection as fluently as music? What kind of life can ignite the desire to fight within, even when riddled with holes and broken to pieces, yet remain unyielding and indomitable?

Faced with such a piece—

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