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The villagers who had been watching the commotion along the village road also fell silent.

Everyone craned their necks, widened their eyes, and stared in unison at the young man holding the suona.

In the live broadcast room, tens of millions of viewers who were just immersed in the joyful atmosphere were also taken aback by this sudden change in rhythm.

【Holy crap, what's going on? There's a hidden segment?】

[Holy crap! This suona sound is completely different from before! My head's spinning!]

[This intro is definitely something special! Is Yu Shen about to deliver a major performance?]

Under the astonished and uncertain gazes of everyone, Fang Yu casually played the next melody.

It was an extremely complex and extremely fast musical phrase.

The musical notes poured out from the suona's trumpet, one after another, densely packed together.

The melody is sometimes soaring high and sometimes melodious and clear, full of unparalleled vitality.

Just like the first ray of sunlight piercing through the clouds in the morning, everything comes back to life and all the birds sing!

This immediately made the viewers in the live stream, who claimed to know nothing about music, realize the difference, and the villagers at the scene were in an uproar.

Among the crowd, 73-year-old Grandpa Zhao was trembling all over.

When Grandpa Zhao was young, he was a well-known musician for weddings and funerals in the surrounding area.

I've heard and played more suonas in my life than most people have eaten salt.

At this moment, he was so excited that he could barely support himself with his cane.

"My dearest fourth maternal aunt..." Old Zhao murmured in a trembling voice, "This...this lung capacity, this finger technique, this breathing technique!"

An elderly man with his sleeves tucked in came over, looking puzzled:

"Old Zhao, isn't that Fang Daqiang's son, the one who's a celebrity outside? How come he knows how to play this kind of thing?"

"I've heard you play that before, but it's completely different from what you're playing!"

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Zhao blushed, then gave a wry smile and waved his hand vigorously.

"Comparing me to him? That's just flattering me and making him look bad!"

He pointed at Fang Yu, his voice filled with awe:

"With this skill, let alone me, even if you dug my master out of the ground and trained for eight lifetimes, he still couldn't reach this level!"

The villagers' discussions grew louder and louder.

This group of honest and simple people from Northeast China, who had heard countless folk performances, were completely stunned by Fang Yu's overwhelming skill.

By this time, Liu Yifei's panic had completely subsided.

Instead, there was an indescribable sense of awe.

She didn't know the name of the piece.

But she could feel it clearly.

The skill, artistic conception, and emotion contained in this piece far surpass any of Fang Yu's previous pop works!

How many more surprises is this man hiding?

Where exactly is his limit?

……

Meanwhile, in the capital city.

Starry Entertainment.

Fang Yu's manager, Sister Wang, and the company's top music producer, Lao Zhang, were both watching the live stream on the screen.

Ever since Fang Yu casually sang "Tian Mi Mi" and made me feel so ashamed, I've been humiliated.

Now, whenever Lao Zhang hears that Fang Yu is going live, he immediately brings over a small stool to "suffer" under the guise of "finding creative inspiration."

Just now, while listening to "The Big Sedan Chair," Old Zhang, still putting on airs as a top producer, happily nodded and commented:

"This song is well-written, it's rustic and festive, it's sure to be popular. Fang Yu has really figured out the market for lower-tier cities."

But when Fang Yu played the prelude to the second piece, and the melody soared into the sky like the cry of a phoenix.

The composure on Old Zhang's face shattered instantly.

He sat up abruptly from his chair, his eyes fixed intently on the screen.

"Old Zhang? Why are you so startled?" Sister Wang was taken aback by his overreaction.

It's just a rural suona player's talent show. He played it pretty well, is it really that big of a deal?

However, Old Zhang seemed not to hear her at all, muttering incredulously:

"This aura...this finger technique...it can't be..."

He turned his head and stared intently at Sister Wang:

"Sister Wang, tell me the truth, which national-level folk music master did Fang Yu study suona with before?!"

Sister Wang looked blankly at him: "Never heard of him! I personally reviewed his file when he joined the company. His specialty is the guitar; he's never even touched a suona!"

"Never tried it?! You call this never tried it?!" Old Zhang pointed at the screen, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Look at that brilliant move he just made! That was an extremely advanced circular breathing technique! There wasn't a single pause or instability in between! That's absolutely the pinnacle of skill!"

Sister Wang was stunned.

Before she could ask any further questions, Fang Yu's playing style suddenly changed on the live stream.

……

In the center of the wedding procession at Kaoshantun.

Fang Yu was completely immersed in his own world.

The suona is known as the "rogue of the musical instrument world" because of its domineering nature.

Once it starts playing, all other instruments within a ten-mile radius have to take a backseat.

The piece "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" brings the "domineering spirit" of the suona to its extreme.

After that magnificent introduction ended, Fang Yu no longer pursued that unstoppable momentum, but began to focus on the details.

Suddenly, the suona sound became light and playful.

"Chirp chirp... chirp chirp..."

A series of short, crisp notes, imitating the chirping of sparrows, rang out vividly.

Upon hearing this sound, the villagers present erupted in a gasp of amazement.

"Oh my god! What is that whistle? It sounds just like the little sparrows chirping under the eaves!"

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was a real bird chirping!"

However, this is just the beginning.

Before the sparrows' chirping had faded, the suona's tone shifted again, becoming mellow and lingering.

"Cuckoo—Cuckoo—"

It's the cry of a cuckoo!

The voice was ethereal and carried a touch of pastoral poetry, as if one could see the lush greenery covering the mountains and fields in spring.

Then came the melodious song of the thrush, the loud call of the magpie, and the clear, crisp cry of the oriole…

Fang Yu imitated the calls of various birds with a small suona so vividly that it was hard to tell the difference!

What he was playing was no longer just a piece of music.

He is using music to depict a vibrant and lively scene!

A magnificent scene of birdsong and jubilation!

The chat in the live stream exploded!

I'm stunned... Is this really a sound that a suona can make?

My cat just pounced on the stereo; it thought a bird had gotten into the house!!!

[I'm speechless! I'm truly speechless! A voice actor monster? No, this is an instrument monster!]

[Tie Zhu: I just want to get married. Fang Yu: I'll arrange a national-level intangible cultural heritage performance for you.]

[Wow! This wedding was amazing! So impressive!]