Across all dynasties and eras, the Sky Screen above continued to play the next short video:
[A countdown of BGM adapted from ancient poetry and lyrics!]
In the Great Qin Plane.
The First Emperor looked at the distant Sky Screen with great excitement, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"BGM? What kind of cheerful tune is that? I really enjoyed listening to the upbeat little tunes played earlier! Now they are going to play BGMs adapted from ancient poetry and lyrics! I must listen carefully to see what kind of tunes these are!"
In the Great Tang Plane, the sun shone brightly and a gentle breeze blew.
Li Bai stood in an open grassy field, clutching an exquisite wine flagon tightly in his hand. He was dressed in a robe as white as snow, his sleeves fluttering in the wind as if he were an immortal descended to the mortal realm.
His gaze swept past the scenery before him and looked toward the distant Sky Screen, which resembled a boundless, gigantic painting. A deep sense of expectation flickered in his eyes, as if he were waiting for something.
Li Bai muttered to himself, "A BGM adapted from ancient poetry and lyrics? When it comes to poetry, my verses are as numerous as the stars! I wonder if any of them have been adapted into BGMs by people of later generations? If they truly have been adapted, I wonder if they can touch hearts and sound as delightful as my poems?"
As he spoke, he gently shook the wine flagon in his hand, producing a crisp clinking sound from the fine wine ins…
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