The background story of Mingchao Yangyang, "Mingchao" invites you to experience a spiritual journey across time and space. As an apostle of elements, master the power of nature, meet partners with different personalities, jointly resist unknown threats, and find lost peace. Let the light of hope shine on the earth again. Next, we will bring you a list of the backgrounds of Yangyang’s resonators.
When we get along, there will always be someone like this. Although she hasn't started or has never done it, if it is her, she feels that she can definitely do it.
Yangyang is the person who makes people feel this way.
"Yangyang...seems like she can do everything well." This firm trust probably comes from past examples.
I have achieved excellent results since I was a child, and have always ranked among the best in various subjects such as etiquette, music, calligraphy, mathematics, and martial arts every year. If I encounter new knowledge points or problems, I will not show fear and actively try.
During the annual academy evaluation, Yangyang Federation was one of the representatives who took the stage to speak.
But what everyone doesn't know is that before speaking, Yangyang will also take a small breath to calm down her nervous mood. Every time she starts or tries, she is not completely sure.
When it comes to understanding things, Yangyang does have some talent, but that talent is mediocre compared to real geniuses, and she is not immune to the problems that ordinary people encounter.
The first time she practiced kendo, she almost fell down because she couldn't hold back the strength to swing the sword, let alone perform a complete set of sword moves.
But the more it is not good enough, the more we must do our best. In the two months since then, she practiced a hundred times a day, constantly consulted more outstanding senior teachers, showed her shortcomings without hesitation, and then continued to practice a hundred times a day with an attitude that was almost introspective. Practice and improve the deficiencies pointed out by others. In this way, her muscles adapted to the soreness, and she was able to fight with people several times.
And two months later, in the kendo examination room, Yangyang came out on top again.
Some people couldn't bear to see Yangyang working so hard, and comforted her, saying, "How can there be so much perfection in life? Everyone's recognition and praise are enough. It's okay not to be that good, right?"
At this time, Yangyang always smiles and thanks the other party for their kindness, and then shakes her head to refuse.
No, what the girl wants is not recognition from others. She does not want to compete with others, but competes with herself almost stubbornly.
Are you really trying your best? Is every step done to be the best within the current scope, without leaving any regrets and with a clear conscience?
"As expected of Yangyang, as expected... I know you are fine!"
After Yangyang became Tabai and found and helped solve the abnormal regional gathering of residual images, people gave her such evaluations as always.
This is indeed the case this time, but next time... there are still many things that need to be worked hard, and there are still many things that have not been mastered. Let's ask the seniors of Yegui how to do better, right?
If you want to be someone who is firmly trusted, you have to make unimaginable efforts.
However, since it is Yangyang’s decision, no matter how hard it will be, she will spare no effort.
What most people don’t know is that Yangyang has an absolute sense of sound.
This may be because Yangyang has never taken the initiative to sing in front of others, or maybe because most of the time, she retreats to a corner and gives up the stage to others. It seems that she is only suitable for the role of listening.
So when Yangyang accurately hummed a melody that she had only heard once, Chixia's eyes widened in surprise, "This, so quickly... and it can be sung so beautifully!"
Suddenly, everyone remembered Yangyang's other identity, the second young lady of a family of vocalists. It would be unjustifiable if she didn't understand music theory or singing.
This identity of Yangyang makes some of the original confusions reasonable. That is the origin of the proper way to treat others and the etiquette that no matter how strict a person is, can't fault it. But then, greater confusion arose in everyone's mind. Is there any reason why a young lady from an aristocratic family gave up her original comfort and stability and came to the border alone?
However, she had never heard Yangyang mention it before. She had never shied away from anything, and she had never complained about the hard work.
To be honest, they troubled her more because...she was always listening to them.
Sometimes people keep saying that what they are looking for is not right or wrong or a solution, but they just want to find a way to vent their depressed emotions. Yangyang is well aware of this, so he does not presuppose a position, but instead understands the current feelings and needs of each narrator with a normal heart. She did not interrupt the other party when he was talking, but only gave a few reminders when he was stuck or in trouble, and then continued to listen quietly. As a result, those emotions that were originally unreasonable and unclear suddenly became clear without even realizing it, and one talk really worked.
Of course, listening is by no means a blind agreement. If you need advice, Yangyang is never stingy, but her first principle in giving advice is to put the wishes of the parties first.
Chixia's promotion made everyone curious, and they all asked when Yangyang would sing a song for everyone.
However, Yangyang waved her hand in embarrassment and refused, "Let's... wait until I'm ready to sing to you again?"
Yangyang's expression was sincere. It was not a perfunctory excuse or an excuse, but she really thought so from the bottom of her heart. But when will that be? I'm afraid...it will have to wait until everyone who wants to be heard has finished speaking, right?
Those who can understand others' interpretations and give suggestions must also be knowledgeable in music theory.
But if you are proficient, you may not have to perform on stage. Being able to listen is also a good job. The girl thought like this and took two steps back, giving up the stage to the person she felt she really needed.
To a certain extent, there is not much difference between a sixteen-year-old Yangyang and a six-year-old Yangyang.
She still has the same expectations for the world, believing in fairy tales as always, believing in the goodwill between people, believing in miracles, and believing that all good things will eventually happen.
Some people say that this kind of lucky innocence is an idea that only a beloved child who has never experienced hardships in life would have.
Indeed, Yangyang's growth did not involve much suffering. With a good family background and a family that loved her, she was naturally isolated on the relatively happy side and grew up smoothly.
But it’s not that I haven’t experienced it.
When she was eleven years old, the heavy rain called reality began to slant into a corner of her world along the gaps that were accidentally torn apart.
The exiles who had been dormant for a long time attacked the caravan at home. Yangyang began to flee before he had time to digest death and the cruelty of humans towards their fellow humans. She wandered into an unknown village settlement. The settlement was barren and the people who survived in the wild with their own hands were thin and lean. She was so shocked that Yangyang couldn't tell whether they were the same kind as those vicious gangsters. The people on the other side were equally vigilant and wary. They stared at the gorgeously dressed and alone Yangyang with probing eyes, suspecting that this was a trap.
But in the end she accepted the food they offered her, which she had never seen before.
Goodwill breeds in the most barren places. Yangyang wants to repay the trust they gave them in the first place, but her knowledge is of no use in the wild, and her swordsmanship is too immature in front of real enemies. She is so out of tune with everything around her, but all of this may be the reality that most people need to face, and this reality is so bitter and has no end in sight.
"Grandma, have you... been living like this?" The grandma in the Yangyang Gang settlement was counting the supplies that were not abundant, and couldn't help but ask this slightly unexpected question.
"What's wrong, the little girl from the city is scared? Relax, wait until later, it will be fine."
"How long will it take? Will there really be such a future?"
"Of course, if you don't believe it yourself, how can it come true? Just like at that time, we couldn't guarantee that you were not a bad person. People, you have to try to believe something first, and then you can only believe it after you know the result. , That’s bullshit to believe!”
"As for how long... well, it will be when you grow up."
Therefore, maybe Yangyang has not experienced enough suffering in his life up to this point, but maybe, expectations or not does not depend on one's experience, but one's nature.
There will be people who, in the most barren times, will release goodwill because of a belief that is close to expectations, and their personal actions will give birth to a new expectation.
From then on, when faced with strange and unknown people and things, Yangyang will be the first to give trust.
Of course, her delivery is not without a bottom line. Once she finds that the other party has betrayed this trust, the gentle breeze will turn into a sharp blade that cuts through the sky.
It's just that the heart of belief is the beginning of everything. First have good expectations, and then try to make such expectations come true. This is the one she chose among the thousands of ways to prevent the world from getting worse.
The rice seedlings fell down in the wind three times.
The first time was from my mother's arms.
At that time, Yangyang had just been born and was surrounded by love. Her mother swayed the little girl in her arms and played a game of pretending to rise and fall to the ground. A more vigorous swing, the mother did not notice, actually made her briefly airborne.
Before understanding human language, Yangyang first understood the secret language of the wind, but half an arm's length away, she could invisibly sense the dampness of the approaching rainstorm.
Yangyang was babbling, and everyone thought she was frightened by the accident just now, but no one thought that it was actually because of the storm that came a moment later.
The second time, I fainted due to overload.
As I get older, the original hazy feeling has become a precise communication that can be perceived. Invisible airflow gathered in Yangyang's palm, which she called "flowing breath". It ranged from fluctuations in energy and signs of abnormality to as small as a person's clothing, body movements, and even the silence in his voice. She can feel the wind field.
But because of this, Yangyang fell into a misunderstanding. She didn't want to live up to this ability, and always wanted to feel more... But the more Yangyang tried to take everything into consideration, the more she got lost in the vast details.
It may not be accurate to classify what happened next as a fall, since the dimension in which it is measured is not distance but time.
The load caused by overloading lasted intermittently for several months. In the confusion, Yangyang almost thought that he was just a fallen feather caught in the wind, and was about to fall downwards forever, until-" All aspects have been covered, and all aspects have been lost. What I should really do...is to find the real key within the limit." Like an epiphany, the girl marked a stopping point for herself.
The third time, but perhaps not the last time, was when Yangyang jumped up and embraced the wind.
When overload left irreversible marks on the hair, Yangyang also completely got rid of the overload load.
The flowing breath still reflects complicated details, but the perceiver has learned to focus on the required point and filter out the truly useful information.
Traces of struggle at the missing place, abnormal fluctuations outside the city, and continuously increasing energy reactions... Yangyang has never felt in such an urgent situation, but she is determined not to care about the outcome, and just take what she wants to do. action. The flow of breath gradually converged into a clear and unique line, and the end that the line pointed to was the figure of the missing child - pressed by the afterimage, she was about to fall off the cliff in panic, without thinking, she jumped He reached out to her at the bottom of the cliff.
The bird feathers fluttered, and the air flow formed a wind field, gently but powerfully supporting the falling girl and child.
The child looked at the scattered feathers and clapped his hands in surprise, "Sister, are you a bird fairy who can fly in the wind?"
Yangyang was stunned, and smiled slightly after remembering the past intertwined with the wind, maybe...that's really the case.
On the way away from home, Yangyang had seen these two types of people.
A person is in a hurry, but doesn't know why he is running, and eventually gets lost on the road and returns in despair. On the other hand, they have clear goals and can always reach the destination even if they occasionally stop or take a long detour. Yangyang looked at Jinzhou City, which was vaguely visible not far away. She was not sure whether she could be counted as the second category, but the existence of these two categories of people made her undecided. She once again thought of the phrase "a once-in-a-lifetime weapon".
One instrument for life is the most important aspect of Yangyang's family education. The original intention is that family members can be good at anything, but they need to choose one instrument to specialize in and continue to practice it throughout their lives to become a master here. Later, as the situation changed, it gradually evolved into a life of only one thing, working hard to the extreme in order to live up to this life.
Her mother's "tool" should be music making. Yangyang has seen everyone dancing happily to her mother's music, and her sister is already able to take charge of her own role in the chamber of commerce.
But Yangyang cannot make a decision as easily as they do. What kind of thing is worth devoting her life to? What kind of person should she become?
She asked her mother for help, do you want me to inherit the family business? Or what do you want me to do? I can try anything, and I will definitely try my best. Although there are infinite possibilities in life, I can only choose one of them in the end, right?
The mother looked at her lovingly, "My child, that's why you shouldn't look for answers from me, but ask your own heart. This is a difficult question, so you don't have to worry."
So, Yangyang kept this problem in her heart and kept it for a long time.
It took so long that she returned home from the barren settlement and crawled back from the never-ending fall. It took so long that she finally got tired of the blessing of her family and wanted to join other people she had met and understand the world like them. bumpy. She no longer wants to be just a thin piece, she wants to become full of weight, and she wants to be infected by reality.
There was a sudden attack in the wild, and the news of heavy losses due to the remnants of elephants on the front line spread back to the city. Sadness, resentment, despair... emotions surged among the gathered crowd, as if they would boil over in the next second. Everyone lit up the bonfire, not only who raised the head first, but also the deep male voice and the hoarse female voice. Everyone sobbed and cried hard, but in the early morning of the next day, they were back to their original state. The sadness became extravagant, and Yangyang had no specific details. Lost, she wept at their cries.
Their sorrowful tears and the smiles of the rescued children flashed together. The integration of all the experiences finally made her realize what kind of person she wanted to be - she wanted to protect others, just like herself who was once protected. , to protect them from misfortune, so that they can cry loudly and hope for good things.
On the night when Grant joined Tabai, Yangyang came alone to the edge of Jinzhou City. She looked up at the sky and overlooked the residents living there. She asked herself, this city was so lively, could she really live up to her expectations? Have the power to protect them?
The flowing breath came from afar, gently hugging the girl into his arms, brushing away her last trace of doubt.
It told her that Jinzhou City was the end of Yangyang, the second daughter of the aristocratic family, but it was only the starting point for Yangyang, the member of Tabai.
The above is the entire background list of Yangyang Resonators in "Ming Tide". For more game guides, please click on the source code website.