The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 481 - 481 455 Splendid

481: Chapter 455: Splendid 481: Chapter 455: Splendid At 5:30 in the morning, Prague Square was deserted, with the sun just rising in the east, casting the first light of dawn upon the square.

“Grrah!” With a loud noise, the massive gates of the Imperial Palace swung open, and two squadrons of knights in elaborate and splendid dress, mounted on well-fed, tall horses, emerged slowly from the palace with an air of grandeur.

It was not Johnny, nor Isabella who sat in the ornately decorated carriage coming down the center of the main road, but Shi Qing’er, transformed into a Royal Princess!

“…like the steadfast, fearless gaze of a knight, this chorale, always in the depths of my heart, just like the armor shielding your chest, protecting me, and stirring my heart…” Shi Qing’er, singing, suddenly stopped!

The music that accompanied the MV instantly dissipated, replaced by the sounds of the wind and the cooing of pigeons in Prague Square.

Suddenly!

“Whoosh!” All Royal Knights dismounted in unison, as if they were a single entity.

“Kneel!” commanded the Captain of the Guard, and “Boom!” all the knights knelt on one knee as Shi Qing’er gracefully stepped down from the decorated carriage, walking over the shoulders of two knights.

The music for the MV once again replaced the true sounds on the scene, and Shi Qing’er’s singing resumed, gazing deeply at the Imperial Palace, her right hand clad in a white glove, waving to the kneeling knights!

“…Knights, unleash your spirit, just so, the formidable knight endures to the end, the proud Princess heads home, ready to set off once more…”

In the end, the sound of the scene returned, the accompaniment for the MV faded away, and a hundred and twenty steeds raised their front hooves high, neighing in unison!

Shi Qing’er returned to the decorated carriage, and the knights remounted their steeds.

“Clang!” A hundred and twenty knights drew their swords, glinting in the sunlight with the brilliance that belonged to them.

With choreographed formation changes, the decorated carriage and the running guards, there was precise switching between live sound and MV audio!

Finally, Shi Qing’er returned to the Imperial Palace under the protection of the knights.

Accompanied by the final line of the song, “Creeeak,” the massive doors of the Imperial Palace closed completely, and all returned to calmness, leaving only the nascent sunrise in the sky.

Lin Xiaoxiang brought the shoot to a close and seeing that both Lin Xiaoxiang and Yi Mengran, for some reason, remained silent, made the call “Cut!” on his own initiative.

The filming then stopped, and the footage shot extra could be edited out later, but he was unsure what had struck the two directors.

“It’s so beautiful!

So beautiful!” Lin Xiaoxiang’s princess dream and girlish fantasy were thoroughly stirred; she had imagined herself in Shi Qing’er’s place more than a hundred times.

“Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

What is this music!

What an MV!

It’s monumental!

I have finally found what I’ve been searching for!

Yay!

Thank you so much, it’s you who have reawakened me!” Yi Mengran exclaimed, jumping excitedly straight onto Liu Hun, not only hugging his neck but also wrapping her legs around his waist, clinging like a koala to a tree trunk.

“This…

this…

what kind of pose is this?” Liu Hun was covered in cold sweat, relieved that Yi Mengran was not heavy, or else he wouldn’t have been able to hold her up.

After a while, the excited crowd finally quieted down, and the early-rising residents of Prague were fortunate enough to witness this scene, which became a rare talking point for them.

Now composed, Yi Mengran’s face was flush with rare embarrassment, and she stood awkwardly in place, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.

She hadn’t expected that her music, which had been in a frustrating deadlock, would find a breakthrough with Liu Hun, revealing her true nature.

What surprised her even more was that the moment she let go of Liu Hun, it felt as if something had invaded her heart, whether it was the music or something else, she couldn’t tell.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiaoxiang watched from the sidelines with a mix of feelings.

With the full backing of the Royal family and the lavish investiture by Liu Hun, a group of people from faraway lands had successfully crafted a groundbreaking new musical style for Shi Qing’er with five songs: “Knight Spirit,” “Prague Square,” “Slave Ship,” “Rope on the Vest,” and “the taste of popcorn.”

Yi Mengran, carrying the five songs she produced, came to the music academy’s audition hall triumphantly.

Dean Lawrence, a host of professors, and the academy’s best students all came to watch, eager for a new style of music and pop culture from the East.

“A fresh new style, my foot!

I refuse to believe those **** can come up with any new music!

Music, an art form like this, isn’t for inferior people like them!” Vincent said bitterly, his face still bearing the marks of a slap he received from Ritao.

Because of his ignorance and folly, the Vincent family had lost their biggest business partner and, of course, their greatest patron.

“These people are nothing but a bunch of swindling charlatans!” Mitchell remarked, showing Vincent something he had brought, “Take a look at this!

What is it?”

Vincent looked down to see Mitchell holding a sign that read, “I am a foolish dog!” in big letters.

“Fantastic!

Today’s attendees are the top-notch crowd from the music academy; they won’t be fooled by Hun!

Later, I’ll personally hang this sign around Liu Hun’s neck, making him kneel in Prague Square!

Ha ha…” Vincent said, laughing unrestrained, ready to redeem his former disgrace.

When Liu Hun appeared in the audition hall, the entire audience, including the students, professors, and even Dean Lawrence, stood up and welcomed him with warm applause.

Most of them had heard Liu Hun play “Sky City” at the Imperial Palace that day, and many more had heard others recount tales of Liu Hun’s growing legend.

Liu Hun hadn’t expected to be so popular here.

Truly, this group who loved music were easily conquered by it.

As soon as Steve saw Yi Mengran walk in, he hurried over and said, “Xia, how come you didn’t find me?

I told you I could have helped you with this MV!”

“First of all, do not call me like that!

Secondly, my abilities aren’t inferior to yours, so I don’t need you.

Lastly, I think I might have met the one I’ve been waiting for, although further confirmation is required, but it has nothing to do with you,” Yi Mengran said, tossing her head arrogantly and walking away.

Steve hurriedly grabbed Yi Mengran and asked, “Do I really have no chance at all?

We still have a lot of time to interact, and I won’t give up!”

“Forget to tell you something, I am leaving here tomorrow to return to my country!

Because I’ve found the music I was looking for!” Yi Mengran told Steve, shaking the CD in her hand.

Steve looked at Yi Mengran’s retreating figure, fiercely clenching his fists!

Liu Hun, Lin Xiaoxiang, and Shi Qing’er were sitting in the audience, while Yi Mengran walked up to the podium.

After a few words of warm greetings, as was customary, she proceeded to theorize about this entirely new style of music.

Only then did Liu Hun realize that Yi Mengran had locked herself in her room all of yesterday precisely to do theoretical summarization.

“I have said what I needed to say, now please enjoy!” Yi Mengran said, playing Liu Hun’s brand new music video for everyone present.

When the entirely new fusion music style was revealed to the music college teachers and students, everyone was dazzled.

It wasn’t just the novel music style that impressed, but also the astonishingly shocking music video visual effects, as well as the perfect integration and switching between two scenes’ sounds.

With the strong rhythm of the music, it felt like watching a grand musical.

And Shi Qing’er’s grand appearance, sweeping away frailty to adopt a domineering Princess style, made many men almost pop their eyes out!

“That was amazing!

Absolutely shocking!

Such a marvelous rhythm!

Such dazzling scenes!

I swear, after seeing it once, I’ll never forget it for the rest of my life!”

“Oh!

God!

That Princess is sitting right in front of me right now!

Who can lend me a bunch of roses!

I want to woo her!”

“After so many years of stagnation, the music world finally has its new dawn.

I’m so excited!

I am a witness!

Musical history will commemorate everything about this day!”

“…”

Merely with one song, “Knight Spirit,” Yi Mengran completely conquered all the professors and students present.

After the music ended, Lawrence, ecstatic, grasped Liu Hun’s hand and exclaimed, “Oh Liu!

Mr.

Liu!

This is…

Oh!

My heart can hardly bear such youthful vigor!”

Liu Hun humbly replied, “Dean sir, you’re really too kind.”

“No, no, no, Mr.

Liu, I’m speaking the truth.

Just listen to this applause.

Let me think…

The last time I heard such applause here was five years ago!” Lawrence excitedly said to Liu Hun, his hands trembling while holding Liu Hun’s hand, “Mr.

Liu, would you be willing to become a lecturer at the academy?”

Liu Hun quickly refused, “Dean sir, I truly have limited abilities.

Besides, I must return to my country!

I’m really sorry!”

Seeing Liu Hun’s determination, Dean Lawrence could only regretfully let the matter drop.

In the end, Liu Hun, together with his production team, bowed to everyone at the academy and waved goodbye.

Just as Liu Hun was leaving the audition room amid applause, he spotted Vincent, who was hiding among the students, trying to sneak away.

Liu Hun promptly pulled Vincent over, “Look what I’ve caught, a stinky rat!”

Vincent struggled and said, “What nonsense are you saying!

I think you’re the one who is…”

With a “click,” Liu Hun once again dislocated Vincent’s jaw.

Vincent, in so much pain that his head spun, nearly fainted.

His foul mouth immediately couldn’t spew garbage anymore, and he could only whimper like an idiot, drooling all over.

“Hey!

Mitchell!

Where are you going?

Don’t you care about your boyfriend?” Yi Mengran, eagle-eyed, called out to Mitchell and started walking towards her, step by step.

Mitchell stood in place awkwardly and smiled at Yi Mengran, “Yi Mengran, is there something you need?”

“How come you’re so meek all of a sudden?

Not jumping around?

Not cursing?” Yi Mengran said to Mitchell sarcastically.

“If there’s nothing else, I’d like to go!” Mitchell said, attempting to leave, but Yi Mengran grabbed her and snatched the sign from her hand, coldly looking at the words on it, “Were you planning on keeping it for yourself?”

Mitchell shook her head and promptly ran away.

“Xiaoxiang, just like that you let her run away?

That woman is as bad as Vincent!” Shi Qing’er said to Yi Mengran.

She still remembered how these two racists taunted and mocked them whenever they saw them, without a single good word.

“Don’t worry!

I won’t let her off so easily, we need to find a place to hang this sign first!” Yi Mengran said, flipping the sign she had snatched with her finger, looking at Vincent with a mischievous smile.