On the stage.
Zhang Hao and the students of the Haoshen Chinese Music Ensemble played the last part!
This time.
His emotions seemed to be returning!
It was no longer noisy, but more like the fireworks of the world!
The sounds of fighting outside the Imperial City quietly came to an end!
The woman in black with an oil-paper umbrella stood proudly on the bamboo raft again, looking into the distance with a poetic expression!
...
In the ancient pavilion!
In the inn!
He was holding a plain fan!
She was a goddess who had descended to the mortal world!
…
The audience was pleasantly surprised.
They had never thought about it.
The suona could also play the tranquility of a small bridge and flowing water.
Everyone.
He was completely convinced by Zhang Hao!
The number of people in the live broadcast room had even broken the program record!
What was even more terrifying was…
Waves of good reviews!
"The suona is really awesome!"
"Zhang Hao's performance drove me crazy!”
"I'm completely infatuated with this handsome and talented boy!”
"'Chinese Kungfu' was the first time I fell for it, and 'The Yellow Man' was the first time I cried after listening to a song! I've completely lost myself in today's 'Power Over the World'!”
"I feel like there's no suspense in the outcome of the game!”
"That's right. Wu Fanfan isn't even a background character in front of Zhang Hao!”
As the music continued.
Zhang Hao blew the last note!
It did not stop for dozens of seconds!
Like the audience, all the musicians turned to look at Zhang Hao. They raised their wrists and waited. Finally, at the last moment, they waved their hands and played together!
Bang!
When the song ended, the sound stopped abruptly!
It was perfect!
The musicians looked at each other, their eyes full of smiles.
Everyone ignored their sweaty foreheads. Under Zhang Hao's signal, they stood up together and bowed deeply to the audience.
After that.
Young Master Dong walked to the center of the stage and said,""At this moment, our contestants have finished playing. Please welcome Wu Fanfan back to the stage!”
A few seconds later.
Wu Fanfan returned to the stage from the lounge.
Perhaps the audience was tired or something else, but the applause was sparse.
Young Master Dong stood between Zhang Hao and Wu Fanfan, looking at the judges 'seats." Teacher Xiaoying, Teacher Han Dalei, Teacher Zhou Zhoujian, please tell us your evaluation of the contestants!”
Na Xiaoying composed herself and looked at Wu Fanfan.
"Fanfan's performance today was perfect. China's voice must be heard by the whole world. The symphony can take care of the global audience.”
"A few days ago, he told me that this program is for the world, so he wants to bring out a symphony and make the world excited!”
"And today!"
"He did it! The performance was very nice. I was very, very touched. Really, I hope everyone can support him!”
Zhang Hao almost cried when he heard what Xiaoying said!
This guy used to be in sales, right?
He really knew how to say it.
...
The voice of Huaxia Base.
Could it be that the most important thing was to let the Westerners understand?
To gain the approval of the foreigners?
It was obvious.
Wu Fanfan and the others did not understand folk music at all, so they could only choose symphony music!
Next.
Han Dalei picked up the microphone, turned around to look at the audience, and said loudly," I believe that the audience will have their own assessment of Zhang Hao's performance today. I believe that everyone can feel the charm of folk music and feel the voice of China!”
"He's about to become a bright new star in the Chinese music industry!”
He nodded at Zhang Hao and sat back down.
Indeed.
The audience could judge the quality of the music!
Because…
Their eyes were bright!
For some reason, most of the audience was shouting Zhang Hao's name. Yes, tonight, no matter how you looked at it, Zhang Hao won!
Then…
Zhou Zhoujian stood up and said," Zhang Hao's performance today really shocked me. I didn't expect folk music to have such a great charm."”
"Because we have been exposed to Western music since we were young, we may not know much about folk music. But from today onwards, I will add folk music elements into my works.”
"Thank you for sharing, Zhang Hao. Thank you!”
Zhou Zhoujian put his palms together and returned to his seat piously.
"So, contestants, at this moment, do you have anything to say to the judges and the audience?”
Wu Fanfan picked up the microphone and said seriously,""Actually, my team and I have been preparing for the symphony for a long time. Today is also a challenge. On the stage of the finals, we will perform a piece of music that the whole world can understand!”
"Just like what Teacher Xiaoying said. This is an international stage. I hope that with my insignificant ability, I can let the world understand China and understand us young musicians!”
"Thank you, everyone!"
Wu Fanfan bowed slightly and retreated to Young Master Dong's side.
"Trash!"
"What kind of young musician are you?”
"What do you mean? Only by playing a symphony can the world hear it? Does this mean that there is only one form of music in the world?”
"I'm a music major. F * ck, the ancients, using two bones to continuously knock rhythmically can also be considered music!”
"I understand. Wu Fanfan likes to say whatever he wants!”
"Hey, if you're really that good, then you should promote Chinese folk music to the world. That's what it means to let the world hear the voice of China, just like Zhang Hao, understand?”
"A few days ago, I watched a video. The Chinese in America cried miserably when they heard 'The Asians!”
"Yes, the past two days, the forum has been full of overseas Chinese and overseas Chinese.”
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