After the first song finished, Bai Xinseng put on a second record, the melody was light and cheerful, and Bai He felt quite relaxed.
When the third record was played, the orchestration erupted, the tune was grand and tragic, sweat began to break out on Bai He's forehead.
Another moment passed, the melody became low and oppressive, as if power was accumulating, blue veins stood out on Bai He's forehead.
After waiting a moment, the melody became increasingly intense, Bai He applied force with his fingertips, a silver needle was pushed in half an inch, causing Ling Miaosheng to flinch in pain.
Bai He turned around and angrily rebuked Bai Xinseng: "Why play this song? Are you deliberately trying to disrupt things?"
Bai Xinseng was about to change the record when Ling Miaosheng waved a hand and said: "Wait, let me listen a moment longer."
Bai He paused the needle, Ling Miaosheng finished listening to the song and said to Bai He: "This is a war song."
