Ye Hao's song " The Zither Master " immediately set off a huge wave in the music industry. It brought about a trend among young people who began to imitate this ancient style.
"Teacher, I have a video here. Please take a look.”
light purple led the students to the office of the professor who represented the highest level of music in China.
"light purple, you're not practicing properly again.”
The professor took good care of light purple, who was a very talented student.
"Look at this."
light purple placed the phone in front of the professor.
"I don't watch variety shows. The background music is too lousy.”
The professor adjusted his glasses and said to light purple.
light purple didn't say much. She turned on the video on her phone and saw Ye Hao's " The Zither Master ".
The professor was stunned when he heard the voice. He couldn't believe his ears. He hadn't heard such a voice in years.
"This, this…"
The professor suddenly felt his heart begin to beat violently. He sat down on the chair and panted desperately.
The students at the side were so frightened that they hurriedly poured water for him, afraid that the professor would pass out.
"This voice is too beautiful. It simply brings people into an indescribable realm.”
The professor closed his eyes and said.
"And these lyrics, Professor, don't you think it's like an ancient poem?”
light purple reminded.
"That's right. Now that you've said it, I've come to my senses. It's said that the poems of the ancients can be sung. This song has simply created a new faction in the music industry.”
The professor was sweating profusely. He didn't expect that he would be able to see the birth of a new music genre in his fifties.
"This is called ancient wind."
light purple introduced to the professor.
"Gu Feng."
The professor said with admiration.
The audience who had watched Ye Hao sing in the live broadcast room started to open the bullet screen crazily, asking Ye Hao to sing another song. The bullet screen that was flooding the screen made the production team uneasy.
"We have to let Ye Hao sing another song, or we'll definitely be sent blades.”
The producer wiped the sweat off his forehead and said to the director.
The director immediately contacted Mr. He and asked him and the other guests to let Ye Hao sing another song.
"No."
Ye Hao refused without thinking. He wasn't a singer. It was good enough to sing an impromptu song. He was not interested in singing anymore. His salted fish nature was revealed at this time.
"Ye Hao, sing another song. We'll listen to you.”
Huang Lei squeezed out a smile and said to Ye Hao. The director and producer had already given a death order. If Ye Hao did not sing, then the production fees of the guests would be deducted. This made Huang Lei speechless. However, thinking about how much they had already paid, it was not worth it to deduct the production fees for such a small matter.
"Ahem, Ye Hao, what do you think about cutting more bamboo?”
Mr. He also advised.
"That's enough bamboo.“
Ye Hao refused, and Mr. He looked at Ni Ni, Fatty Di, and Little Gu with pleading eyes.
"Brother Ye, please help us. The producer said that if you don't sing, our production fees will be deducted.”
Ni Ni hugged Ye Hao's arm and said while shaking it.
"Hey, hey, don't take it. I'm dizzy.”
Ye Hao quickly said.
"Forget it, Brother Ye doesn't want to sing, let's not force him.”
Little Gu tried to dissuade him. She looked at Ye Hao shyly.
"Little Gu is still the best. Forget it, isn't it just a song? I'll sing."
Ye Hao didn't want to make things difficult for Little Gu, so he said lightly.
"However, there are no musical instruments. It would be great if there were musical instruments.”
Ye Hao looked around and thought of a song. Unfortunately, he didn't have a suitable instrument.
"The instrument production team will send it over soon. What do you want?”
Teacher He said happily.
"Guzheng."
Ye Hao said to Mr. He.
"Guzheng?"
light purple, who was watching the live broadcast on her phone, was stunned. She didn't expect Ye Hao to choose the guzheng, which was her instrument.
Soon, the production team sent someone to deliver the best guzheng. The efficiency showed how much they valued Ye Hao.
Ye Hao smiled faintly, sat cross-legged, and placed the zither on his knees.
Bamboo forest, handsome youth, guzheng.
Ye Hao gently plucked the strings with his fingers, and the strings made a crisp sound.
"Guzheng? Why does Ye Hao use such an ancient instrument?”
"Boring, it can't be another ambush, right?”
"The guzheng is too slow. I'm going to sleep.”
"Ah, the uncle downstairs plays the guzheng and begs for food.”
"As a musician, I strongly request the abolition of this inappropriate instrument.”
"I'm a student of the Imperial Capital Academy. I can't stand being bombarded with such a useless instrument every day.”
God Ye, aren't you going to try the violin?"
。。。。。。
Looking at the rumors on the bullet screen, light purple clenched her fists.
Ding dong ~~
However, when Ye Hao's face darkened, his hands suddenly exerted strength and plucked the strings. Suddenly, a rock-like fast rhythm filled the entire bamboo forest.
"Walter, is this a guzheng?"
Ding!"The host has received shock points."
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