My Apocalypse System Arrives 10 Years Early

Chapter 153: Chapter 127: Have You Ever Seen a Mountain Village at 4 or 5 AM on the First Day of the Lunar New Year?

Besides the Gatling-gun-style fireworks, whose main selling point was their sheer ”firepower,” everyone also lit many gentler and more ”dazzlingly colorful” ones.

For instance, there was the highly cost-effective ”Aerial Ballet,” a 0.8-inch, 107-shot, small fan-shaped combination; ”Violet,” a 1.2-inch, 100-shot firework hailed as the king of value; and others like ”Silver Fountain,” ”Hall Filled with Gold and Jade,” ”Peacock’s Tail,” ”Cloud-Piercing Swift,” and ”Rocket to the Heavens.”

One had to admit, ”Hall Filled with Gold and Jade” was a fine phrase, found in many places and suitable for naming both people and things. It was all part of the ”legacy” left by their ancestors.

The children had also been setting off fireworks, but which of their families was as extravagant as Li Xiang’s, lighting so many in a single day as if they were free? The kids were jumping for joy, absolutely thrilled.

Even many adults came over to watch, chatting and laughing amongst themselves.

Amidst the fireworks filling the sky, Jiang Cai’Er glanced back and saw Li Xiang, engrossed in filming with his phone. A charming smile bloomed on her face as she leaned over, leaped into the frame, and flashed a peace sign. Then, she began to recite, ”In what year did the spring god tarry long? We meet, and I count the silver in your hair. I fear the rouge upon the city streets, where willow-catkins white are stained with red...”

Her crisp voice was like pearls clattering on a jade plate, her gestures and expression playful and cute. Li Xiang froze, listening. ’Why did she suddenly start reciting poetry?’ he thought. ’What poem is this? How have I never heard it? Could it be by some ”obscure poet” like Li Shangyin, who’s known for his ”plagiarism”?’

The ”obscure poet” Li Shangyin had once been flamed so hard he became a trending topic, falsely accused of plagiarizing works from a millennium in the future. He was probably rolling in his grave!

But Jiang Cai’Er wasn’t just reciting poetry. Her voice shifted, and she began to sing and dance.

”A blaze of glory, Quicksand, white hair on a pillow, wine in a cup. A youth of grace, fine robes, and a fiery steed—it’s all but a fleeting moment...”

Her dancing was mesmerizing, her singing captivating. It was such a cheerful, youthful song.

Li Xiang’s eyes lit up. He had actually heard this song before; it was called *Hong Zhao Yuan*. He just hadn’t heard the spoken-word intro. In fact, the original version had included that part, but it was later removed. Recently, however, this ”retro version” had become popular again.

It had to be said: with a screen full of fireworks as her backdrop, Jiang Cai’Er’s silver-bell voice, lilting like an oriole’s song, was absolutely breathtaking. Li Xiang was so mesmerized he almost turned into a drooling idiot.

When Jiang Cai’Er saw Li Xiang staring at her, completely captivated, she gave a shy smile and turned to join the children setting off fireworks.

The video of Jiang Cai’Er leading a large group of children as they all fired their Gatling-gun fireworks in a volley naturally attracted a flood of comments and likes from her fans.

Many of her fans lived in the city and could only watch their screens and sigh with envy.

Far away in the Imperial Capital, Luo Feifei saw the video and sent a tip and a like. She was incredibly envious. She also wanted to hold a Gatling-gun firework and let it rip, but her mother wouldn’t allow it. Besides, fireworks were banned in the Imperial Capital.

Although Luo Feifei was a popular young starlet, she often played the female leads in historical dramas—specifically, the kind who were exceptionally skilled fighters. She was also very dedicated. To make her scenes look good, she often did her own stunts instead of using a double. And she was genuinely talented; her solid foundation in dance from childhood, combined with the moves she learned from the martial arts directors, made her fight scenes both beautiful and badass.

It really came down to talent. No wonder that in her past life, after receiving a ”fated opportunity,” Luo Feifei had managed to touch the Saint Tier within three years. With her astounding combat prowess, she had earned the title ”Ice Mountain Peach Blossom Little Sword Immortal.”