A Man Is Bound to Die

After singing "Let's Swing Our Oars," He Kunpeng smiled with restrained politeness. Like a young Mozart, his carefree, confident stage presence had won the hearts of some of the girls in class.

"He Kunpeng sings so well," Shen Nuo Fei whispered.

"Mm, he does sing pretty well... but no matter how well he sings, he's still a Big Idiot." Xu Silin nodded, then shook her head.

Teacher Ouyang continued calling names. "Next, Shen Nuo Fei."

"Here!" Shen Nuo Fei shot to her feet.

Teacher Ouyang looked at Shen Nuo Fei. She knew Shen Nuo Fei could play the piano and had a great deal of musical talent.

Clear, pure piano notes rang out again. Teacher Ouyang's slender fingers rose and fell, like a hummingbird dancing across flower petals.

The woman playing with complete concentration exuded elegance. Under Teacher Ouyang's performance, the classroom seemed to grow more refined.

Shen Nuo Fei quickly caught the rhythm. For some reason, she wanted to cry.

Her eyes grew a little damp, and Shen Nuo Fei began to sing with deep feeling:

"Clouds remind me of her gown, flowers of her face~ buzz buzz~ the spring breeze brushes the balustrade, dew glistens in rich hues~"

"If she isn't seen atop the Jade Mountain~ then surely she'll be met beneath the moon on the Jasper Terrace~"

The girl's voice was as heavenly as it was slightly childish. Yet within that childlike quality was a natural, almost divine beauty, like dew and lightning, like a fire burning fiercely.

The moment Shen Nuo Fei opened her mouth, the whole class was floored.

Two words: beautiful!

Four words: deeply moving!

Eight words...

Music, as an art form, had the most immediate power to move people.

Music could bring joy, and it could also bring people to tears.

The lyrics,