Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 336 - 337: On the Other Side of the Water_1

Chapter 336: Chapter 337: On the Other Side of the Water_1

Nan Feng felt she lacked any particular talent; among the six arts, she was only proficient in Chess. But there was obviously no place for chess in this setting, so she turned to look at Ye Ge. Understanding Nan Feng’s intention, Ye Ge stood up: "Well, I will embarrass myself a bit and perform a sword dance for everyone."

Song Xiaoyue immediately objected: "Wu Yang just performed a sword dance for us. It would be better not to repeat the same program."

But it seems that apart from the sword dance, Ye Ge can’t think of anything else to perform.

Seeing Ye Ge’s predicament, Song Xiaoyue laughed and suggested, "How about letting your future wife perform instead?"

Given Nan Feng’s immense popularity, as soon as Song Xiaoyue uttered those words, Wu Yang’s band also agreed, "Yes, yes, let the sister-in-law show us something."

Nan Feng expressed her difficulty, "But I don’t have any particular talent."

Wang Jian’an on the opposite side then suggested, "All the ladies from Qing Shui Town are proficient at singing folk songs. When I visited your village last time, everyone performed folk songs for me. Have you forgotten?"

Nan Feng said, "But someone has just sung, if I sing again, it will be repetitive."

Song Xiaoyue, however, didn’t mind, "Mrs. Wang sang a common little tune; you will be singing a folk song. There is no contradiction."

Having said that, Song Xiaoyue looked at Nan Feng with a somewhat gleeful expression. After all, singing a folk song in this environment seems a bit petty.

But Nan Feng actually put down her glass and stood up. She cleared her throat, "Okay, I will sing a song for everyone then. But this is not a folk song; it’s a song that I heard a wise man sing when I was young. I found it pleasing, so I asked him to teach me how to sing it. Now, allow me to present it."

Having said that, Nan Feng moved to the center while Song Xiaoyue sat back in her seat and watched Nan Feng, wondering what she could possibly sing without instrumental accompaniment.

Nan Feng composed herself and began to sing:

Lush grass, white mists, a fair maiden resides by the water.

Withering grass, blurring mists, a fair maiden lives by the water.

I wish to go against the current, to stay by her side, but swift rapids lie ahead, the road is long and arduous.

I wish to follow the current, to search for her direction. But I see a Buddha downstream, she’s in the middle of the water.

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In her previous life, Nan Feng enjoyed listening to old songs, especially those by Deng Lijun. She found the melody fetching and the lyrics graceful. Coincidentally, this song "At the Water’s Edge" was adapted from the Book of Songs, and Lady Song was rather sentimental; it was the perfect song for her to sing.

Nan Feng’s voice was not especially good, and she even went off-key at times. But few of those present were keen on pursuing musical accuracy; they appreciated the artistic conception of the song, and found the singing very innovative. So when Nan Feng finished singing, everyone couldn’t help but clap.

Lady Song was indeed very pleased. She praised Nan Feng for the wonderful adaptation and claimed that she wished to meet this wise composer one day. All Nan Feng could think of was how many reincarnations Lady Song would have to go through to ever meet him.

After Nan Feng sat down, she noticed how Ye Ge continued to stare at her. His eyes were full of admiration and a hint of something... something that you would only see in wild animals.

Nan Feng’s heart fluttered at the moment. If it weren’t for the crowd, he would probably pounce on her right then and there.

Ye Ge’s intentions were blatantly clear tonight.

Seeing Ye Ge’s gaze glued to Nan Feng, Song Xiaoyue felt very disheartened. She didn’t think Nan Feng’s singing was good; it lacked sophistication and was merely novel.

Noting Song Xiaoyue’s fixation on Ye Ge, Lady Song gently reminded her, "Xiaoyue, whose turn is it next?"

Only then did Song Xiaoyue pull herself out of her thoughts. She took a moment, then said, "It’s Auntie’s turn next."