The difference in how much the same tune could be played was how precise the person who played the zither had been in controlling the string.
The high pitched sound in the melody was actually better than the low notes. When the low notes were played, they needed to be suppressed. When the pressure was suppressed to a certain extent, the sound of the zither would become extremely calm and without fluctuations.
Hence, to many people who knew the zither, watching a person’s skills was equivalent to listening to their ability to control the low notes.
What Guo Tian had just played was a very famous ancient zither song—the latter part of Magpie Bridge Immortal.
The difficulty of playing this Magpie Bridge Immortal was considered average in the ancient zither melody. Guo Tian had never taken Xia Wanyuan seriously, so he casually played a song that was not difficult. In any case, beating Xia Wanyuan was too easy.
After playing a part, Guo Tian, who was leisurely waiting for Xia Wanyuan to make a fool of herself, gradually stiffened from the moment Xia Wanyuan played the first note.
An extremely low voice sounded from Xia Wanyuan’s fingertips. Although it was extremely soft, it made one’s heart tremble.
Most of the audience present were not people who knew the ancient zither, but they could actually hear a hint of pressure from this light sound.
The first paragraph described how the Heavenly Courts had sensed the fairy’s private descent into the mortal world and were sending troops to the mortal world to capture the fairy.
Xia Wanyuan gently played it, and one smooth melody after another was released.
It was clearly the same song as Guo Tian’s, but Xia Wanyuan could bring everyone into a real scene.
As the zither notes became more and more dense, mixed with the chaotic sounds of wind and rain, everyone seemed to see thunder rolling in the sky and clouds surging.
Xia Wanyuan suppressed the sound of the zither to a very low volume. The entire Imperial Capital Theater was enveloped in an extremely low pressure, making it difficult for one to breathe.
Gradually, the sound of the zither began to rise. Lightning and rain intermingled, and the world began to tear apart. It was as if people could see the two bitter lovers forcibly separated by the heavenly soldiers.
Her lover was so close, but it was as if he was far away.
Xia Wanyuan’s hands quickened as she strummed the zither. The silver vase broke and thunder roared.
Her lover was escorted away, leaving only one person on the ground. As she looked at the thunderstorm that filled the sky, overwhelming sorrow spread from Xia Wanyuan’s hands, gradually infecting everyone in the theater.
That sorrowful and painful emotion wrapped around the zither melody and entered his heart.
Although the audience did not know much about zither music, they had the ability to sense emotions.
Guo Tian’s zither music sounded beautiful, but to ordinary people who did not know ancient zithers, they did not understand the meaning behind it.
But Xia Wanyuan’s zither music had truly poured her emotions into the sound of the zither, unfolding a magnificent epic tragedy in everyone’s hearts.
After a while, someone in the theater applauded.
Gradually, more and more people applauded. Everyone was touched by the emotions in Magpie Bridge Immortal. A minute later, the applause gradually subsided.
Guo Tian looked at Xia Wanyuan in disbelief. How was this possible?!! Even the most top-notch master might not be able to transform emotions into sound. How could a little girl like Xia Wanyuan achieve it?!
Not only him, but the others in the Guqin Association were also shocked, especially the president of the association. His eyes were shining as he looked at Xia Wanyuan excitedly, as if he had seen the hope of tomorrow.
“Continue, Master Guo. There’s still the last part.” Guo Tian had been stunned for too long, so Xia Wanyuan could not help but remind him.