Beep!
Four trumpets sounded at the same time!
His deep and sonorous voice resounded throughout the entire lecture hall at this moment!
The four smurf accounts looked at each other with a smug look in their eyes. Then, the four of them pressed the button at the same time and played a loud song.
Roar!
In an instant!
The applause was enthusiastic, and the students of Western music even whistled.
The dean nodded in satisfaction.
Folk music?
Suona?
Could they compare?
He was really asking for humiliation.
At this moment.
Zhang Hao suddenly picked up the suona and took a deep breath.
Then!
Suddenly, it was blown!
In an instant!
A crisp and bright sound rang out. The originally loud trumpet sound was actually forcefully suppressed at this moment!
Four alt accounts couldn't even compare to a suona!
Zhang Hao blew three consecutive notes.
It was the beginning of " All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix ".
The four trumpet students were stunned. The originally stable rhythm was suddenly broken. The four of them looked at each other, trying to maintain their composure and continue to play.
However, Zhang Hao came up with another set of triplets.
At this moment!
The four students were in complete chaos!
This was the first time they realized that the sound of the suona was so loud!
Small account.
This Western music boss!
In front of the suona, it was completely insufficient!
When Zhang Hao saw this scene, the smile on his face widened.
Then!
He suddenly raised the suona!
His aura gushed out!
His performance officially began!
The high-pitched voice and smooth performance caused an uproar in the venue.
First, it was the four smurf students.
They all put down the smurf accounts in their hands. Their faces were pale with anger, and their bodies could not help but tremble!
Rascal!
Hooligan!
What kind of f * cking instrument is this? How can it be so overbearing?
The Western music students were also dumbfounded.
In their hearts.
The voice of the trumpet was undoubtedly number one.
But why did it suddenly become so insignificant in front of the suona?
On the other hand, the students of folk music.
They were all smiling as they stared at Zhang Hao, their eyes filled with admiration and worship.
In front of so many students and leaders, only Zhang Hao dared to stand up and use his strength to prove the value of folk music!
Obviously.
He was a well-deserved leader.
The dean stood on the stage with an ugly expression on his face. He really did not expect that the top brass of Western music would not be a match for the suona at all.
Hooligan!
He was simply a hooligan among musical instruments!
No matter how hard you played the western music, no matter how perfectly you coordinated the western music, as long as the sound of the suona was heard, the entire scene would be taken over by the suona. The suona was the well-deserved commander!
A moment later!
"Director, do you still think that Western instruments are more advanced?" Zhang Hao put down the suona and asked.”
The dean heard this.
His face was as red as a pig's liver from anger, as if he had swallowed a dead mouse alive. He said angrily,"No matter what, Western music is widely loved by the public. The purpose of our school is to follow the public's love and cultivate students who can adapt to society!”
"Adapt to society?"
Zhang Hao chuckled and looked at the dean with burning eyes. He said,"You and I are both children of Huaxia. If you throw away thousands of years of Chinese culture for your so-called adaptation, how can you be a teacher and teach?”
"You!"
The dean's eyes widened.
For a moment, he did not know how to answer.
At this moment.
The red-haired youth suddenly stood up and asked,""Student Zhang Hao, since you are so proud of the suona, then I would like to ask you, why were you eliminated from 'Voice of China'?”
The dean seemed to have grabbed onto a straw to save the people and quickly said,"Lu Yang is right. Since you think the suona is so powerful, then use it to win the championship!”
Hearing this.
The students of folk music could not help but fall silent.
Champion?
It was easier said than done.
Not to mention their school, even the competition of The Voice of China was full of discrimination and corruption.
He wanted to crush the black curtain.
He wanted to face the difficulties head-on.
That was basically impossible.
The folk music teachers shook their heads.
Sigh!
In the end, there was no turning back!
The outcome of this battle.
It had already been decided.
Folk music had completely declined and disappeared in their generation.
To be honest.
Neither the folk music teacher nor the students hated Zhang Hao.
They knew that Zhang Hao had tried his best.
However, today's society was like a quagmire. With Zhang Hao's strength alone, how could he walk out of it?
The dean smiled.
Lu Yang snorted and sat back down.
The meeting room became abnormally quiet.
But at this moment.
Zhang Hao suddenly asked," What if I win the championship?”
Hiss!
Inexplicably.
The meeting room became even quieter.
Some people even couldn't help but gasp.
What if…they won the championship?
How was this possible?
Was this young man really crazy?
The dean stretched out his trembling hand and said,"Good! Very good! If you really win the championship, then our school's folk music will not be canceled!”
"Not enough."
Zhang Hao shook his head and looked at the dean." If I win the championship, please give the same respect to the folk music. We want the same piano room, the same opportunity, and the same treatment!”
"Dean."
"You?"
"Do you dare to agree?"
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