On the stage.
Everyone who had been silent for a long time suddenly opened their eyes.
It was as if their hearts were connected!
After a short pause.
All the instruments played at the same time!
With this almost perfect start, everyone became even more serious. It was as if they had a kind of belief that they were bound to help Hao Shen win the final championship.
In the front row of the stage.
In the center, the young lady Yangqin was holding a practice mallet and striking the strings in an orderly manner. The pleasant sound of the zither continued to spread!
She seemed to have a charm in her Han costume!
Extraordinary aura!
The sound of the zither surrounded the entire sky above the nest!
It seemed.
There was an ancient power in the sound of the zither!
The zither alternated with the yangqin.
The six young ladies 'long hair draped down, and the six guzheng played in unison, from slow to fast, from weak to strong!
Lin Ruoqi's fair hands danced on the strings, like a girl dancing in the wind. She had the beauty of an ancient eastern woman!
For a moment, a graceful voice surrounded the scene!
The audience was completely intoxicated!
He shouted loudly!
On the stage, the pipa joined in the complicated melody.
The three young ladies were holding the pipa in their left hands while their right hands were constantly playing the pipa. It was as if they were replicas, and their movements were highly consistent!
Step by step!
In addition, at the back of the orchestra.
A boy with a majestic aura held a drumstick in his hand. He would hit the drum skin and the side of the drum, controlling the rhythm of the entire scene!
It was a perfect combination of the zither, pipa, dulcimbo, and drum beats.
The eyes of the audience lit up.
In everyone's minds.
A beautiful scene appeared!
In the misty rain.
A woman wearing a black sable robe stood proudly on the bamboo raft!
He held up a light colored oil-paper umbrella and looked into the distance!
While he was thinking, he was admiring the beautiful scenery!
...
In the green bamboo forest.
A girl in red took out a bamboo flute with a Chinese knot.
And wipe away the worldly things above.
She placed it on her red lips and blew it gently.
……
Gradually.
The mood of the music was soaring!
In an instant, five erhus joined in, and their different sounds made the song more intriguing!
All of a sudden!
It attracted the hearts of all the audience present!
"F * ck! It's an erhu!"
"It's so nice!"
"Wow, folk music is actually so good!”
"The girl who learns folk music is so beautiful!”
"Mom, I want to learn the pipa!" The little girl blinked her big watery eyes and said seriously to the woman beside her.
"Good!"
"Dad, I want to learn the guzheng and put throwing knives in it!”
"Little brother, the world is like the tide and people are like water. Once you enter the martial world, time will rush you!”
The atmosphere below the stage was very lively.
Obviously.
Everyone had a resonance with folk music from ancient times.
Although he had never learned folk instruments.
However, the moment it sounded, one would be completely attracted.
Everyone was immersed in the beautiful scene!
With the addition of the flute, the climax of the music came!
In the minds of the audience.
Huge scenes appeared!
Outside the imposing Imperial City.
The soldiers held their swords and fought desperately!
This meant…
The replacement of mountains and rivers!
Changing the dynasty!
A few generals in golden armor kept waving the swords in their hands, using their last bit of strength to protect their people!
In a corner of the city, a woman in red held a lantern and looked at the starry sky.
I sigh for the troubled times and hope for peace.
He tapped the lantern with his forehead and felt the last bit of warmth!
There were countless beautiful scenes!
It came and went with the zither music!
……
At the scene, the people in the red support area on the left side stood up excitedly and shook the light sticks in their hands crazily!
"This is the voice of Huaxia!”
"Yes!"
"Turn into a fan!"
"F * ck, I don't want to listen to western music anymore. It's too far from folk music!”
"Wu Fanfan, what kind of rubbish march is that! How can western music represent the voice of China? Hey, idiots in the Blue Zone, listen to the voice of your ancestors!”
If the image that appeared in " Chinese Kungfu " was the Shaolin Temple, then it would be the Shaolin Temple.
Power Under Heaven was the Imperial City's Prime Minister's Residence!
At this moment.
In Wu Fanfan's blue support area, nearly half of the audience stood up and enjoyed the ancient style!
As for the remaining fans, they all lowered their heads.
Where was the arrogance from before? They only had one thought now, and that was to try their best to restrain their gazes and not stand on the stands!
……
As the entire stadium erupted in jubilation, everyone suddenly realized a problem!
Where was Zhang Hao?
I'm here to see Zhang Hao!
Where is he?
F * ck! Where was Zhang Hao?
After dancing to the music for a long time, I actually forgot who I was here to see…
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