The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 238 - 239 Alone Brave Breaks Through
Chapter 238: Chapter 239 Alone Brave Breaks Through
Chapter 238: Chapter 239 Alone Brave Breaks Through
A room, where the song continued.
By then, not only had Le Aige opened her eyes, some people had even stood up.
The lyrics were simply too good!
“Who says a hero isn’t one if they’re covered in mud?”
“Love for you walking alone through dark alleys”
“Love your refusal to kneel”
“Love you for facing off with despair”
“And never crying a tear”
“Love your tattered clothes, yet daring to block Fate’s gun”
“Love how you resemble me, with similar scars”
“Is this ragged cape deserved?”
“Will you fight, fight with the most humble of dreams?”
“To those wailing and roaring in the dark night”
“Who says only those in the light are heroes”
As the chorus and its climax ended, the music returned to a slower pace; a kind of music that began with somber tones yet not giving up echoed.
By that time in the room, all twenty judges had stood up, some with flushed cheeks, some clenching their fists. Some were nodding crazily with the music and others had eyes that were red with restraint.
The song struck straight to the heart.
Even Le Aige, at the head of the table, had left her languid state behind; she placed a finger to her lips, signaling for quiet from those below.
She closed her eyes again, this time not casually but listening intently.
“They say to give up your wildness”
“As if scrubbing away dirt”
“They say to climb the stairs, you must bow your head”
“Then let me be windless”
“Proud as you are in your lonely bravery”
“Who says heroes can’t be ordinary”
“Love for you walking alone in dark alleys, love your refusal to kneel”
…
The chorus arrived once more.
This time, the people below were even more frenetic; several who were employees in the background had come to participate in the review because the song was written for them.
This song was like a portrait of their souls.
A few with moist eyes remembered countless nights spent working against the light.
They might not have been the most elegant of workers, but each and every one of them was incredibly dedicated to their work.
Because ahead were the fighting heroes, and they strove to ensure these heroes had no concerns.
Who says only those in the light are heroes!
Could they also be crowned with that title?
“Your uniqueness is speckled and distinct”
“Your silence deafening”
…
“Love from your wildness”
“A life borrowed from no one’s light”
“You will build your city-state upon ruins”
“Go, go with the humblest of dreams”
“Fight, fight with the loftiest of dreams”
“To those wailing and roaring in the dark night”
“Who says only those standing in the light are heroes”
When the song ended, there was only one thought in everyone’s mind, to listen to it again.
Le Aige, seated at the head, kept her eyes closed for a whole minute as the song finished. When she opened them, she said just one sentence.
“Once more!”
That single phrase sent the twenty people below into cheers like children.
“Yeah!”
“Play it!”
The listening room was soundproofed, but it was made of a sort of glass material, half-frosted, so that passersby could vaguely see the silhouettes inside.
When someone passed by, all they saw was twenty-some people wildly shaking and punching the air, akin to a scene at a massive rave.
“Can listening to a song really be that exciting?” A little worker stood outside, not quite understanding, and watched for a while.
When the people inside finally stopped, not even a minute passed before they were at it again.
Shaking, punching.
Over and over again, the clerk watched the people inside, repeating the process several times, growing more excited with each iteration.
The clerk was very curious. What song was this that got everyone so excited?
After listening to it so many times, wouldn’t they get tired of it?
In fact, they didn’t tire of it at all.
After who knows how many times, on Le Aige’s suggestion, everyone unanimously agreed to send the song straight to the finals.
There were even many who thought to themselves that if this song didn’t win the championship, there definitely would be something fishy going on.
Le Aige felt the same way. He wondered who wrote the song and curiously glanced at the song’s credits.
Lyrics, composition, and arrangement all by the same person?
Earth Bar? The name sounded somewhat familiar.
But where had he heard it before?
Meanwhile, on Blue Star, in the small wooden house.
Sometime, out of nowhere, they’d gotten a couple of loudspeakers, and a song was playing in the air.
It was none other than “Alone Brave.”
“Will you go—”
“Do you match?”
“Will you fight—”
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“Fight, yes!”
The song had managed to become an interactive affair where the loudspeakers sang the opening lines, and the farmers sang the following lines.
The group was buzzing with excitement, as if injected with chicken blood, making their labor much more energetic.
Nian Shutong especially felt this way; simple farming no longer satisfied her, the climax of the song truly tested her!
She grew restless again, itching for a fight.
Of course, there was no one to spar with, so she had no choice but to pick up Daodao and chop down trees instead.
With each chop, she released her energy.
Fu Yunhe was on the other side of the stream, a good distance away, and he only needed to hear the rumbling noises to know that it was Nian Shutong at work.
He didn’t understand why they still needed to listen to music after all this.
Although the song was indeed very good.
He was just afraid that if Nian Shutong continued like this, she would chop down all the trees on the entire planet.
“Alone Brave” had greatly improved the efficiency of the work at the small wooden house, exciting everyone who heard it to an extreme degree.
This excitement continued until dinner time.
That evening was the first time each household cooked their own dinner separately, which was slightly different from breakfast; each home was filled with unique, mouth-watering aromas.
The children, in groups of two or three, ran from house to house to check out what others were cooking.
Some of them even managed to snag some food, with one child holding the prize while a flock of others chased after.
It seemed as if there was more vitality than during community-wide meals.
Today, Fu Yunhe also did a simple live stream demonstrating how to make braised pork, which concluded quickly.
After finishing the live stream, Fu Yunhe talked to Nian Shutong about the new developments in their small workshop, mentioning his newly-established production of dried tofu.
“Just handle it as you see fit.”
“You’re really hands-off, aren’t you?”
Nian Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe with a rising intonation in her voice, asking, “Are you planning to run away or something?”
“Not at all.”
The two sat quietly by the stream, observing the changes around them.
Though not much time had passed, it felt like an eternity.
“Ms. Nian Shutong!”
Nian Shutong, who had been enjoying a tranquil moment, instantly wanted to flee upon hearing Rubble’s voice.
She was afraid he had come to ask her for money.
“What are you up to?” Nian Shutong asked defensively.
Rubble, oblivious, merely walked up to her side and began speaking, “The winnowing fan and rods you needed are ready.”
Good news!
Nian Shutong hadn’t expected such good news. She got up from her chair and waved Rubble over with satisfaction.
After understanding the gesture, Rubble lowered his head for Nian Shutong’s pat, but then teasingly said, “Ms. Nian Shutong, are you jealous that Rubble is taller than you?”
“Science shows that patting someone’s head does not inhibit their growth, nor does it cause you to grow taller.”
Nian Shutong’s hand, which had started to pull away, came down a bit harder on Rubble’s head, making a ting sound.
“If I use a bit more force, that should work, right?”
Nian Shutong’s words were in jest, but Rubble didn’t realize that and didn’t understand.
“That won’t work, Ms. Nian Shutong. Your skeletal age has finished growing, eliminating the possibility of increasing in height vertically.”
“If you intend to grow horizontally, however, there is still substantial potential.”
