As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 92: A hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix amazes the world
thrush.

cuckoo.

lark.

As the suona on the stage imitated more and more bird sounds, everyone's eyes widened.

Everyone is counting silently in their hearts, twenty, thirty, forty...

They all seemed to want to see where the limits of the suona in their mouths were on weekends.

Fifty.

sixty.

seventy……

limit?

There are simply no limits.

As more and more birds joined in, everyone at the scene became numb.

The small suona in Zhou Zhou's mouth made him play the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and it felt like all the spirits were coming together.

It seemed that what he was talking about was not a suona, but a piece of vibrant nature.

Although laymen can only watch the excitement, the excitement is too great.

But to the ears of an expert, it was already starting to sound a little frightening.

"This... this is definitely not a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix. I have heard that piece of music, and it is absolutely impossible to have such expressiveness."

At the judges' table, a suona player from the folk music circle suddenly exclaimed.

"Of course this is not the song you heard of A Hundred Birds Pay Attendance to the Phoenix. The one you heard is just a castrated version."

"The real famous song "A Hundred Birds Pay Attendance to the Phoenix" has been lost."

At this time, the professor from Puhai Conservatory of Music couldn't help but ridicule, "He is a famous suona player, and he doesn't even know this bit of common sense."

"You - you're farting, of course I know that Bai Niao Chao Feng has been lost, so what he is playing now is definitely not the real Bai Niao Chao Feng."

The suona player's face turned red. Of course he knew this common sense, but he just didn't want to believe that the famous suona music would be reappeared here on the weekend.

"Haha, you said that the music played on the weekend was not a real famous song, then tell me what the real song of a hundred birds facing the phoenix is ​​like?"

Professor Pu Yin's words left the suona player speechless, and other people on the judges' bench also watched the excitement.

Are you kidding me, the scene of hundreds of birds chirping and all spirits coming together is so vivid on the weekend suona, the vitality of nature is almost breathing into people’s faces.

You actually say that a piece of music in this realm is not a true piece of music.

Then you can tell everyone what a real famous song should be like.

Not to mention experts like them, even the lay audience at the scene have already heard how amazing this suona is.

What's more, not to mention such illusory things as realm, the skills they used during weekend performances are already amazing.

I won’t talk about basic skills such as articulation, glide, tongue twisting, and vibrato.

Those difficult tongue punches, air punches, rebound notes, consecutive notes, air lip vibrato, finger breath vibrato and other techniques that ordinary performers dare not touch are like eating and drinking here on the weekend. Just as easy.

It is no exaggeration to say that after today’s song ends, the technical ceiling of the suona world will be lifted to a higher level by the weekend.

For such a piece of music that has reached perfection both in terms of expression and technique, some people actually suspect that it is not a truly famous song.

The most ridiculous thing is that this person is also a famous suona player in the Chinese folk music circle.

"Okay, okay, I think Lao Fu also has reasonable doubts. After all, no one here has heard the real famous song."

At this time, Ding Chuan came out to smooth things over and pointed at Yilt, who had been beside him, "Let foreign friends see it. It will have a bad impact. Everyone should take it back."

Professor Pu Yin and the suona player each snorted coldly and looked away.

At this moment, Yilt suddenly shouted excitedly: "God, holy shit~"

Everyone at the judges' table was almost shocked by Ilte.

"What a beautiful scene, it's unbelievable."

Ilte's eyes were fixed on the suona played on stage during the weekend, and he was completely intoxicated by the art of music.

At this time, it happened that the weekend performance had come to the end of the first section.

The phoenix is ​​reborn and the birds are mourning.

The hoarse and mournful sound of the suona makes the hearts of those who listen tremble.

Everyone at the scene felt strong heart palpitations at this moment, and the emotion of mourning lingered in their hearts for a long time.

"I feel like my chest is blocked by a big stone. I can't go up or come down when I breathe."

"I also feel very congested and a little breathless."

"This feeling is a bit like when I first learned that the old principal of our school passed away. I wanted to cry but couldn't."

"It was so uncomfortable, a bit like drowning, I didn't dare to breathe."

Soon, the first section of Phoenix Nirvana also came to an end.

Gradually, the sound of the suona became weaker and weaker. When the suona stopped completely, it seemed that the whole world had become extremely silent.

The oppressive feeling of annihilation of all things made everyone at the scene frown tightly.

This emotion has a bit of the invisible artistic conception of an elephant that is emphasized in Buddhism.

The ultimate sorrow is not like "The Crying Soul", which makes people want to cry loudly when listening to it.

Great sorrow, it turned out to be so silent, but it penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

At the judges' table, Ilte stood up at some point, clenched his fists with all his strength, and stared urgently at the suona on stage.

The silence lasted for about a few seconds, and then finally there was a sound in the world, but this sound was not the suona, but the sound of other instruments in the women's band.

The flute and guzheng sounded at the same time, finally making the audience relax a little.Later, the erhu and sanxian joined in, and the world finally seemed to become more lively.

But it's not enough. The suppressed emotions in everyone's hearts are not enough to be completely released.

At the judges' table, Professor Pu Yin closed his eyes and quietly felt the emotions in his heart.

As a Chinese, it is easier for him to capture the artistic conception in music than Yilt, a foreigner.

The feeling of desolation at the beginning was clearly the darkness before dawn.

Dawn will finally dawn.

The next second, the suona sounded again.

As soon as the suona sounded, all the instruments became mute.

The seven instruments of the Women's Band cannot suppress the sound of the suona at all.

Everyone heard the sound of the suona clearly.

This sound is like the first cry of a newborn in the world, and also like the cry of joy of the King of Birds after being reborn from the ashes.

The moment everyone at the scene heard the sound of the suona, the suppressed emotions in their hearts burst out instantly.

Then, the sound of the suona became louder and louder.

That emotion was like the Yellow River bursting out, pouring out.

The soul resonated with the suona at this moment. As the suona became louder and louder, everyone felt like they were soaring into the sky.

The phoenix dances for nine days and is reborn from the ashes.

The feeling of vitality made everyone feel extremely comfortable, as if they had eaten ginseng fruit.

At this time, everyone also felt the joy of being reborn.

"Suppress first and then rise, reborn from the ashes, like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix."

Professor Puyin patted his thigh hard, and his whole body became extremely excited.

It turns out that the depression before death was all a preparation for rebirth.

Mountain darkly, vista.

The transition from the death of all things at the end of the first paragraph to the rebirth from the ashes at the beginning of the second paragraph has a sense of a turning point in a desperate situation.

This song is like the Chinese nation, which is tenacious and tenacious.

He experienced the darkest moments, but in the end he relied on perseverance and tenacity to rise from the ashes and walk out on a road to heaven.

Folk music, folk music, this kind of music that can see the imprint of the Chinese nation in the artistic conception of the music, is worthy of being called true folk music.

At the same time, Ilte collapsed on the chair as if exhausted.

The moment the suona appeared, he unleashed all his strength.

At this time, he was slumped in his chair, looking at the stage blankly.

"Oh my god, such a beautiful song, why did I just hear it today?"

"Such good music should be heard by audiences all over the world, otherwise it would be a sin!"

Yilt muttered to himself angrily, damn Eastern thoughts, they always like to hide themselves so much.

Ding Chuan saw all the expressions on the judges' table, and he made eye contact with the other two people in the folk music circle for a moment with some concern.

Judging from the excited expressions of Professor Puyin and Yilt, I am afraid that the score will be an extremely exaggerated high score by then.

Do we really want the weekend to enter the Chime Awards?
Absolutely not.

To be shortlisted for the Chime Award on the weekend would definitely be a slap in the face to the folk music circle, and Ding Chuan and the others would not want to see this happen.

at the same time.

In the VIP auditorium in the first row of the audience, Chen Xiting sat in the first row with Wang Aimin.

""A Hundred Birds Paying Attention to the Phoenix" really deserves its reputation."

"Mr. Wang, did you see the shocked expressions of the professor at Juilliard School and Sickert just now, as if they had seen a ghost?"

Chen Xiting didn't know much about music, but she also knew that the music that could shock the chief conductor of the Berlin Symphony Orchestra and Professor Juilliard was absolutely shocking.

What makes Chen Xiting most happy is that Sigurd seemed to want to introduce this piece of music just now and perform it in the Berlin Symphony Orchestra.

what is this?
A proper cultural export.

For Chen Xiting, this is a great achievement.

"Xiting, I don't think you should be happy too early."

Wang Aimin smiled faintly. The VIP seats and the judges' seats were not very far apart, so Wang Aimin could clearly see Ding Chuan's and his others' expressions.

Wang Aimin understands China's current folk music scene better than anyone else. Judging from their shamelessness, it is not impossible to do something unbelievable.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Xiting was stunned and didn't understand what Wang Aimin meant.

Wang Aimin smiled and said, "Don't forget, the final judge of tonight's program is the Chime Bell Award."

"I think the possibility of being shortlisted for the Chime Award this weekend is probably slim."

After saying that, Wang Aimin looked at the stands with some mockery.

"Ah~ you mean there might be something shady about the Chime Awards?"

Chen Xiting understood immediately and looked at the judges' table in disbelief.

"Impossible, they can't be so blatant~"

Chen Xiting still shook her head in disbelief. Besides, there were seven judges, and there were only three people in the folk music circle. It shouldn't be able to change the evaluation results.

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