Chapter 290: Still Not Enough to Want to Dance (Part Four) (Seeking Monthly Votes)
【Awesome!】
【Hahaha! Is Zhang Dong really this lively now?】
【I still miss the rebellious you from before!】
The b*llet comments poured in like a confetti storm.
Zhang Dong smirked disdainfully, took a sip of red wine, and flashed an ecstatic expression.
“As the streamer who knows Moonlight and Cat the best across the internet, I’m here to enlighten everyone with a bit of knowledge.”
“Whenever you see the word ‘dance’ in a piece from Moonlight and Cat, just close your eyes and enjoy it mindlessly!!”
As soon as he said that, the b*llet comments erupted with a collective “Indeed.”
Looking at Moonlight and Cat’s compositions, whether it’s “Can-Can” or “Hungarian Dance No. 5 in G Minor,” dance music doesn’t require much brainpower, nor does it delve into overly profound or obscure meanings. It’s all about emptying your mind and enjoying the ride.
So, Zhang Dong had already done the appreciating for everyone!
“Be careful not to recreate that iconic moment you fell over in fright last time!” a b*llet comment jabbed.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dong immediately got flustered.
“Get lost!”
“Not only I was scared!”
“Just say if Moonlight Brother’s ‘Surprise Symphony’ is scary or not!”
Blushing, Zhang Dong spat out a few curses in a row.
The live stream bubbled with a cheerful atmosphere; the more flustered he got, the more the viewers loved it.
“Enough chatter with you guys!”
Zhang Dong waved his hand.
He clicked the play button for the music.
With a melodic cello sound rising, there was hardly any time to build emotional tension before it launched straight into an exquisite, joyous, and lilting melody.
It felt like gliding over grass; Zhang Dong suddenly felt enveloped in a patch of green shade.
Facing the refreshing breeze smelling of grass and earth, he felt like he was floating away.
“Wuhu~”
Zhang Dong let out a comfortable strange sound.
Elegant, so elegant!
Is this the talent of Teacher Moonlight and Teacher Cat?
It was a cello, yet it produced such an enjoyable, vibrant tone.
While feeling that gentle breeze brushing against him, he could sense he was standing on a dignified and elegant stage.
Unable to help himself, Zhang Dong spread out his arms.
“Feel it, brothers!”
“The feeling of freedom!”
In fact, Zhang Dong didn’t even need to say it.
In the live stream, the netizens were already deeply moved.
【This segment is amazing!】
【So nice! I don’t know how to describe it, it just feels so good, my body is all light and airy.】
【Strong sense of immersion; I feel like I’m dancing in the Golden Hall of Vienna!】
Everyone couldn’t help but sigh.
It was no wonder it was Moonlight’s dance music!
There was practically no understanding difficulty, nor were there obscure points.
But that didn’t mean the piece was bad.
On the contrary, everyone still felt refreshed listening to it.
“Right, dancing!”
Like a hawk spotting its prey, Zhang Dong immediately exclaimed,
“This piece really gives you that urge to dance!”
“Don’t believe me? Listen closely—”
In this lively, flowing melody, it felt like a gentle spring breeze caressing the earth, awakening the dormant life on this land.
What role does the listener play in this? Zhang Dong mused it should be the wind.
Everyone, like the wind, brushed over fragrant grass, swept through the fields, soaking up the unparalleled spring colors.
And thus, they floated on and on~
Feeling light as a feather.
What a fantastic feeling.
Unable to restrain himself, Zhang Dong raised his hands and began moving his feet slowly to the music.
One foot forward, one foot back.
With his eyes closed, he twirled and leaped.
His hands flailed about in the air.
This pose felt oddly familiar.
Meanwhile, at home, Lin Tian stared wide-eyed at Zhang Dong’s livestream on his computer.
Planning to check comments on Bilibili, he happened upon “Sunny Dong Uncle” live streaming, so he clicked in.
Especially as he saw Zhang Dong discuss his own piece, Lin Tian became even more interested.
So, he continued to watch while checking the b*llet comments, wondering what Zhang Dong would say, right up to this moment.
However,
When he saw Zhang Dong waving his hands in the air for no reason, not quite like playing the violin, it struck Lin Tian as eerily familiar.
Had he seen this scene somewhere recently?
“Ding-dong—”
A message notification pinged from WeChat.
It was a congratulatory message from He Zhi Chen.
“Congratulations, Teacher Lin Tian, our total views have reached 4 million.”
Had it seriously only been half a day to hit 4 million?!
Free stuff really is the best, huh?
No, it’s that it was initially going to be paid, then suddenly turned free—now that’s the real treat.
Lin Tian opened Weibo.
At this moment, under the related topics,
Netizens had already begun passionately discussing:
“This time, ‘Voices of Spring Waltz’ is really nice; it feels perfect for someone like me who’s brain-dead; I can just close my eyes and enjoy it.”
“Moonlight Brother, take a break! You just got back from Tokyo, and you gave us such good music again; your sister feels for you.”
“I feel like it won’t be long before people start choreographing dances for this on Douyin. This piece is really perfect for dancing.”
“Just hope it’s not some raunchy dance, that’d be something.”
Seeing the positive feedback, Lin Tian let out a sigh of relief.
Indeed, with a piece like this, there was really no way to go wrong.
Its only drawback was that it wasn’t suitable for competitions.
The emotions conveyed by the piece were too single-dimensional, not leaving much room for a performance artist like Gan Yan Yu to express herself.
It could be enjoyable for fans during regular times, but for competitions, better choices existed.
While Lin Tian was lost in these thoughts, he opened the task interface.
【Playback Volume: 4.06 million / 10 million】
【Emotional Value: 9344 / 100000】
Only this little emotional value??
Lin Tian was a bit confused.
The playback volume was so high, yet the emotional value was just this?
It indicated that while people were praising the piece, they weren’t exactly “wanting to dance.”
Now, that was troublesome.
After some thought, Lin Tian mused it might be because they were just listening to the music without any visuals, leading to a lack of atmosphere.
Although some commented saying “perfect for dancing,” it was still a minority; even feeling that way didn’t mean they genuinely wanted to join in and dance while listening.
Perhaps recording an MV would do the trick?
Lin Tian thought.
Even if it weren’t an MV, just a simple dance video uploaded to Douyin would likely have a stimulating effect.
It would probably be a bit of a hassle though; after all, the last time for “One Step Away” took quite a while.
He wondered if this time Gan Yan Yu would be willing to cooperate. After all, it was dancing, not performing.
Lin Tian mulled this over, then called Gan Yan Yu.
“Teacher Gan, I just thought of something.”
He tentatively asked over the phone, “For our new track, ‘Voices of Spring Waltz,’ I’m thinking of filming a dance video. What do you think?”
Upon hearing this, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.
Then a weak voice replied:
“Lin Tian… have you finally understood what I meant?”
(End of Chapter)
