don't call me singer

Chapter 518
In the many live broadcast rooms, there was silence.

After a long time, someone reacted in a daze: "What's the situation?"

"Are my appreciation levels too low? Please tell me I'm not alone!"

"You are not alone……"

"It's not as good as the grass troupe singing I watched in the village when I was a child."

"How do you feel... I'm looking at the emperor's new clothes? Doesn't anyone in Korea dare to tell the truth?"

"Is this a traditional Korean national treasure?"

"I don't know now...should I laugh at them..."

"I always feel that Koreans are so pitiful..."

"Yes, so pitiful..."

Although the Han and Tang Dynasties were once the peak period of Chinese art, one thing is always moving forward. In the next 500 years, Chinese music and dance moved from the court to the folk, and turned into folk opera. The form of performance is becoming more and more professional, standardized and artistic.

Suddenly I heard this kind of music from 500 years ago, and it was still distorted music. There is really a kind of...

It's a feeling of irony and laughter when you are crowned with a monkey.

"Obviously our classical music is so good!"

"These Koreans, what have they learned from us!"

"That's right! It feels like things in my house have been ruined!"

"I didn't like Xiaobai's The Book of Songs series very much before... No, I can't take it anymore, I want to read Xiaobai's Yanyan and Daowu performances again!"

"Suddenly I think Xiaobai's Yanyan sounds really nice!"

"Good sound +1!"

"Good sound +10086!"

"Luckily we have Xiaobai!"

"Get well soon Xiaobai!"

In the midst of such a din, someone suddenly said: "Suddenly thought, maybe our ancient music is actually not good."

"Nonsense, our "Yanyan", "Zhu", "Drumming", and "Quiet Girl" are all so good!"

"Actually, maybe these musics were all adapted by Xiaobai, which is more in line with the aesthetics of modern people?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the discussion in the live broadcast room immediately became quiet for a while.

"possible."

"Thank you, Xiaobai! Let us hear Chinese classical music that retains the charm of ancient times and is pleasant to hear!"

"I remember Xiaobai said before that he wanted to combine modern and ancient music. At that time, I thought, why must we combine modern music and present ancient music in its original flavor? I understand now... ..."

"Classical art needs to be passed on, but if these arts remain unchanged, it will be a dead end."

"An art that is blindly protected without its own vitality and competitiveness cannot survive."

If Gu Xiaobai was here, he would definitely give a shit.

Nonsense, our singing and dancing are already very nice!
In the live broadcast room, someone suddenly said: "They also have a lot of Koreans, right? Has no one thought about changing it?"

"There should be..."

"If there is, why did they bring such a performance to this stage, and still look like they want us to see the world?"

Everyone was stunned again.

yeah why?
Shouldn't it be the top performance in Korea that got it on this stage?

Do they think this is the top?
"Hey, Korean brothers, do you really think this show is good?" Someone called out several Korean names mixed into the live broadcast room.

"Yes, let's not make noise first, let's discuss things, do you really think it sounds good?"

Thousands of kilometers away, in a certain room in South Korea, a South Korean netizen who was named was watching the barrage inside while guessing, and burst into tears.

In fact, we also feel bad...

But at this time, how can you lose? !Can't lose!
"It's beautiful! We think it's super beautiful!"

"The Koreans are so pathetic..."

"Sympathy, touch the tiger."

"Stop scolding, sympathize with me."

"This classmate, I suggest you watch our Xiaobai's performance."

On the stage, the corolla dance performance ended, and a group of elegantly dressed female dancers went down.

The scene was quiet, and most people were not even in the mood to applaud.

Jin Donghuan looked at everyone's reaction off the stage, but he was overjoyed.

Hahahaha, such a wonderful performance must have frightened them all, so do they all have this expression?

Alright, let's start to pursue the victory now, and prepare for the next one!
"Seven Encouragements"!
Let you see the superb inspiration of our Koreans!
Following the seven drum props being pushed onto the stage, the stage was no longer as quiet as before, but there was a "wow".

"What a small drum!"

"Is this the Seven Encouragements?"

"I miss Uncle Blind."

"I can't take it anymore, Xiaobai, please come on stage and crush them quickly, can't we end the mental attack early?"

More than a dozen young ladies, holding drum sticks, tapped lightly on the small drum the size of a seven-faced washbasin. The movements were soft and beautiful, but...

that's it?
This is to challenge the seven encouragements of our blind uncle "six construction encouragements"?
The mayfly shakes the tree!
Do not!since!quantity!force!
No, it's not just like that. After more than a dozen girls came to the stage, there was also a man in a white Hanbok with a long drum on his back, beating and dancing as he walked.

He was wearing a strange hat, and a long pole protruded from the back of the hat, with a white ribbon hanging from it, dangling in the air.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered the Waist Drum Yangko Team in my hometown, and I was homesick."

"I'm homesick too... The gong and drum team in our village is at this level, I miss it so much."

There was a boring silence in the audience. Everyone chatted for a while, but the Hanbok really didn't show her figure, so everyone's attention began to shift.

"Speaking of which, this long drum looks so crude, like a funnel with two layers of film on it..."

"The sound is so ugly, I suddenly miss Xiaobai's drum, the drum is covered with skin, the drum is full, the shell is embedded, it is beautiful..."

"It's hard to imagine, it turned out to be the drum of the Spring and Autumn Period!"

"Compared to this long drum, it's like a wealthy daughter compared to a village girl..."

"The sound of their flute is so ugly, I really miss Xiaobai's flute..."

"Without a resonance membrane, the timbre will be weak..."

"It's not just a problem with the resonance membrane. Do you still remember Xiaobai's restored chi? It's also an ancient instrument, and it doesn't have a membrane. The sound is so beautiful!"

"Oh, I see! It's because the climate and geographical location in Korea don't have bamboo suitable for making bamboo wind instruments. The thickness of the bamboo is not enough, so the sound is terrible!"

"Makes sense!"

"Yes, I remember that in the video, Little Moth and Blind Uncle traveled thousands of miles for Xiaobai's bamboo flute... Woohoo, I miss Blind Uncle again."

"So Korean music has also developed crookedly, and everything is based on science!"

A group of people began to discuss Korean music, and it developed into such a scientific reason.

"Thinking of my vast China, there are bamboo forests like the sea, mountains full of beautiful trees, endless north and south, and boundless east and west..."

"I'm so proud."

"I love my country so much."

"Same as above."

In a blink of an eye, a performance evolved into a "large-scale patriotic education scene".

Suddenly, another person said: "Before today, many people said that Xiaobai has made great contributions to the domestic music scene, music and art, but I actually don't believe it..."

"At that time, I thought that Xiaobai was good at singing and writing songs, but can he compare with those old artists and those national teams?"

"Now I understand, Xiaobai's contribution to music is really great!"

"Yes, me too. Without comparison, there will be no harm. It all depends on friendly troops to set off."

"It all depends on the enemy's foil."

Backstage, Gu Xiaobai woke up from a daze. He looked at Fu Wenyao who was about to go on stage not far away, and asked, "How is the front now? How is the Korean performance?"

Fu Wenyao looked confused, how is it?
What should I tell you?

It's really bad!
If we had known this earlier, you, Xiaobai, would have wiped them all without making a move!

Seeing Fu Wenyao's constipated expression, hesitant to speak, Gu Xiaobai's heart sank.

Could it be that South Korea's performance is very exciting?
"I understand."

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

Even if I am sick, even if I have a fever of 39 degrees, this time, I will go all out!
I want to put out the best and strongest performance.

I will not lose, absolutely will not lose!

Han Wu recited Bo Liang poems, Wei Qing once sang expedition songs, who can be worthy of such songs, such songs?
2700 years ago, Gu Xiaobai slowly opened his eyes.

In the early Spring and Autumn Period, in Linzi, Qi State, in the busy city, a young girl sang and danced among the crowd, which drew cheers from the onlookers.

Little moth!
(Note: In fact, it should be written here that Korean dance performances are so powerful and powerful, and Lala hates it, paving the way for Xiaobai's appearance... However, it is really impossible to ignore the reality. In order to collect materials, Uncle Ha really understands Korean traditional culture He Yiyi, I dug out and watched the video of the Seoul Art Troupe performing in Japan. I was attacked by an unspeakable mental attack and almost died in battle. I strongly recommend that you don’t watch it...)
(End of this chapter)