Xia Yiwei didn’t expect Qi Shejiang to pick up her cue and make a joke, but there was no time for her to think further; they had to start singing: “I must have cultivated the plum blossom body for many lifetimes, sharing clear breezes and drinking myriad cups. Casually observing life and death, while deeply valuing wine, the world and the rivers and mountains are a shared journey…”
As soon as she began singing, it all carried the flavor of pop music, with the accompaniment and lyrics reflecting traditional material, which was not surprising.
The fans in the audience didn’t care what others said about Qi Shejiang.
They were fans of Xia Yiwei, and even if Qi Shejiang’s singing wasn’t up to par, it didn’t matter; the song’s significance lay in Xia Yiwei’s duet with Jesse.
Thus, the enthusiastic audience were well-aware and hadn’t anticipated a divine live performance.
But not expecting perfection was one thing; it was another for Qi Shejiang not to sing.
What looked like a duet actually had Qi Shejiang and Xia Yiwei holding hands, with Xia Yiwei glancing at Qi Shejiang, but Qi Shejiang showed no signs of opening his mouth.
Since it hadn’t been announced that there would be such a guest, they couldn’t be sure if it was all planned this way. If it was indeed arranged like this, with Xia Yiwei nearing the chorus and Qi Shejiang still not speaking?
“Isn’t it a dream of love in the sky and earth, waking to an endless world, why must the heart be startled in the West Chamber? The storytelling recast the plum blossom dream, falling to the memories of a rendezvous on a painted boat…” Xia Yiwei had just finished the chorus and she seemed a bit surprised.
Several times earlier, she had wanted to stop and let Qi Shejiang sing, but he showed no intention of doing so, not even lifting the microphone; she could only continue on her own.
During the instrumental break, only the sounds of the sanxian, erhu, and other instruments remained.
At this moment, Qi Shejiang finally spoke.
