Awan was once the most famous singer in Beijing. Her song Chunjiang Banquet could make all the officials in the city throw away all their gold and silver. She is used to being sought after from the top of the clouds, and is also used to turning a blind eye to the crazy eyes in the audience. Until the city was destroyed and her family was destroyed, she mingled among the ragged refugees and became the most inconspicuous "mute girl". In troubled times, people are inferior to dogs. In the past, the number one singer almost had her legs broken for a mouthful of rotten pancakes. When she was desperate, she looked at the restless refugees who were about to draw swords for the smallest thing, and remembered her master's words - "Kazuya is the one who loves music." So, she tentatively hummed the simplest country tune with a hoarse voice beside the campfire. At first, no one paid any attention to her. Later, the woman holding the child followed her and sang softly to her, lulling the crying baby to sleep. Later, the young and strong men, full of anger, put down their butcher knives to the sound of her singing, thinking of their hometown with red eyes. The scarred, murderous leader of the escort officer threw the team's driest cake and cleanest water bag in front of her, and ordered awkwardly: "Keep singing until you reach the next safe place, and I'll make sure you don't die." A-Wan: ... Okay, I sell singing, it's my business counterpart. It's just that this time the audience has changed from princes and grandsons to homeless grass bandits. And the reward she received changed from gold, silver and jewelry to a tomorrow that she could live on and countless pairs of eyes full of hope. She thought this might be the best song she had ever sung.
