madnovel Chapter 81 Blue Lotus
Chapter 81 Blue Lotus
A few simple notes, as clean as snowmelt.
Everyone in front of the screen held their breath at the same time.
Nothing can stop us—
When the first sentence came out, Su Xiaoxiao was stunned.
Su Yiyi covered her mouth.
In the Western Regions, Zhou Yuji jumped out of bed: "Holy crap!"
Chen Mo's eyes widened.
After a brief pause, the barrage of comments exploded.
"????"
"What song is this?"
"I got goosebumps!"
"I knew this wouldn't be simple the moment the intro started!"
On the television, Wang Bo stood under the spotlight, completely immersed in his own world.
The voice isn't perfect—it's a little hoarse and a little rough, but it's precisely this imperfection that gives the whole song a real sense of power.
"Your yearning for freedom—"
"A life of boundless imagination—"
Your heart is free of all attachments—
The guitar strumming becomes more forceful, the rhythm quickens, like a heartbeat, like footsteps, like a never-ending pursuit.
The camera finally gave a close-up—Wang Bo's profile with his head slightly tilted back, his Adam's apple bobbing, and his eyelashes casting shadows under the light.
And his fingers, gripping the guitar neck, with their distinct knuckles, moved with powerful and firm strumming.
The stage lights transformed at that moment, changing from a single spotlight to a blue sea of light, layer upon layer, like lotus petals slowly blooming.
Wang Bo stood in the center of the sea of light, like a blue lotus that never fades.
The reactions of the audience were captured on camera—some people closed their eyes and nodded along with the rhythm, some covered their mouths with tears welling up in their eyes, and some put their hands together in front of their chests.
The scene of the man in his forties wiping away tears was given a three-second close-up.
The college girl's makeup was ruined by crying, and the camera was given two seconds to capture the moment.
The reactions of the contestants in the waiting area: Lin Xiaoya's mouth was agape, Zhao Chen clenched his fists, Su Na looked shocked, and Chen Tao seemed thoughtful.
Qin Xiao sat up straight, his gaze fixed on Wang Bo on the stage. His eyes held surprise, scrutiny, and finally, a complex sense of approval.
These shots, interspersed throughout the performance, not only did not interrupt the emotions, but also allowed the audience in front of the screen to empathize more deeply.
"Through the dark years—"
"I also felt lost at times—"
"The moment you lower your head—"
"Only then did I realize the path beneath my feet—"
In the second verse, Wang Bo's voice became more firm and expansive.
The guitar music swept in like a tidal wave, and the lighting technicians coordinated to project even stronger beams of light, making the entire stage seem to be on fire.
That was not the flame of anger, but the fire of life yearning for freedom and breaking free from constraints.
In front of the screen.
Su Yiyi was already in tears.
She is not someone who cries easily, but at this moment, the song is like a gentle yet powerful hand, reaching directly into the softest part of her heart and gently grasping it.
All those ideals about music, the persistence in art, and those seemingly unrealistic aspirations in life... were awakened by this song.
Looking at the glowing figure on the screen, she suddenly felt that Wang Bo was both very far away and very close to her.
As distant as a deity standing on a cloud, yet as close as a dream within reach.
Su Xiaoxiao's eyes also reddened.
But she just stared intently at the screen, her fingers digging into the cushion.
"This guy..." she murmured, "He really... always manages to surprise me."
No, it's not a surprise.
It was shocking.
For the first time, she realized with such clarity that Wang Bo's talent might be even more terrifying than she had imagined.
This is not a pop love song, nor is it an inspirational slogan; this is a song that can be called a "work of art".
It's about freedom, about perseverance, about that eternally pure land in everyone's heart.
Western Regions.
Zhou Yuji jumped and danced in her hotel room, tears streaming down her face, and she kept mumbling incoherently.
"Little Wang! You're so handsome! I love you to death!"
"This song! This stage! These looks!"
"Warming the bed, I absolutely must warm the bed! French kissing, with interest!"
She grabbed her phone and started snapping photos of Wang Bo's close-up on the screen, then sent them to her best friends' group chat: "@Su Xiaoxiao @Su Yiyi Did you see that? Did you see that? The sword I've been nurturing for three years is now a peerless weapon!"
At Chen Mo's home, the producer was completely stunned.
The atmosphere in the recording studio can't compare to a live performance at all.
"This kid... he's going to become a god," Chen Mo murmured.
On television, the song was coming to an end.
Wang Bo's voice gradually faded, and the guitar music slowly subsided.
In his last sentence, he opened his eyes and looked at the camera—at that moment, everyone in front of the screen felt as if he were looking at themselves.
"The free world within my heart—"
"So clear and lofty—"
"Blooming forever—"
"Blue Lotus—"
The last note fell.
Wang Bo, slightly out of breath, bowed to the audience.
The camera panned across the scene—thunderous applause erupted, the audience stood up, and many were still wiping away tears.
In the waiting area, all the contestants stood up and applauded.
Qin Xiao was also clapping. Although his expression remained arrogant, the admiration in his eyes was undeniable.
Li Xuan forced a smile and clapped, but the smile was more like a grimace.
The camera cuts back to the host, whose eyes are also red: "Wang Bo... this song... is amazing! Can I ask about the inspiration behind it?"
Wang Bo picked up the microphone, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled: "I just feel that there should be a place in a person's heart that is clean, free, and will never wither."
It's exactly the same as what was said during the recording.
But now, through the screen, these words carry even greater weight.
The comments section has gone completely crazy.
"The Blue Lotus! I'll remember it!"
"That free world in my heart...it makes me cry so much."
"What kind of god is Wang Bo?!"
"This is music! This is art!"
"A million times better than someone's flashy performance!"
"All polymaths, please stand up!"
"I'm a fan now! I'm a die-hard Wang Bo supporter!"
"Ready to listen to on repeat!"
The program then moved on to the voting stage.
Seven contestants stood on the stage, and the vote count scrolled on the big screen.
There was absolutely no suspense.
When the final vote count was reached—
First place: Wang Bo, 487 votes (97.4%)
Second place: Qin Xiao, 432 votes (86.4%)
Third place: Li Xuan, 320 votes (64%)
……
A ride to the dust.
A truly crushing victory.
Chen Tao is unfortunately eliminated!
In the Western Regions, Zhou Yuji was frantically kissing the screen, yelling, "We won! We won! Little Wang is awesome!"
Su Xiaoxiao breathed a long sigh of relief as she looked at the spacious apartment in Lin'an.
Su Yiyi smiled and looked at her younger sister: "Xiaoxiao, you have such good taste."
"Of course," Su Xiaoxiao raised her chin, "How could the person I choose be bad?"
After saying that, she thought for a moment and added, "I mean, the artists I've taken a liking to."
Su Yiyi smiled slightly, pursing her lips.
The program ended with the host's announcement that "the next episode will be even more exciting."
The ending theme song is a snippet of the chorus from "Blue Lotus".
Su Xiaoxiao grabbed her phone and found that WeChat had exploded.
Company groups, best friend groups, partner groups... everyone is discussing "The Voice of China," Wang Bo, and "Blue Lotus."
She opened Weibo.
Top five trending topics:
#Wang Bo Blue Lotus# (Breaking News)
#The Voice of China Premiere# (Trending)
#The Free World in My Heart# (Hot)
#Qin Xiao, the Piano Prince#
#Wang Bo received the most votes#
Click on #WangBolanLotus# and you'll see dozens of posts refreshing every second in real time.