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The old man, who had once secretly learned from a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, stood straight with his hands behind his back.
He murmured…
"When the suona sounds, all birds become kings…"
Sir System had just finished speaking.
A mournful and grand melody floated out from the mouth of Su Ming's suona on the ancestral chair in the mourning hall.
Unlike the previous sonorous and loud suona, the tone this time was low but steady.
The sound of the suona was not loud.
He couldn't hear it clearly.
However, even those who were watching the live broadcast on their phones held their breaths as they tried to find the voice.
The little streamer could not hear clearly at first.
After she calmed down, the world seemed to have become completely silent.
The crowd kneeling on the ground in the distance was like a pile of snow.
Thick, cold, and quiet.
Then, the mountain wind blew.
He raised the spirit banner in the old school yard and made a loud sound.
At the same time, there was a stream at the foot of the mountain not far away.
Above the stream was an ugly but sturdy small stone bridge.
Gada…
Gada…
Stones of various sizes were piled up day after day, month after month, to form this small stone bridge.
Suddenly!
A heartbreaking melody began to ring in her heart.
A deep and sorrowful feeling flowed out continuously.
There was reluctance to part with this world.
There was the loneliness of being bedridden.
There was a sigh of an unfulfilled wish.
There was guilt towards his children when he was alive…
Unknowingly, her face was covered in tears.
Although she had never seen the old principal before, she only knew about him through Master Su's words just now.
But now, listening to this song…
It was as if he had known this respected old man for many years.
She wanted to cry!
There seemed to be something stuck in her throat, and she felt very uncomfortable…
However, she tried her best to hold it in and did not dare to make a sound.
The virtuous grandson and filial son who were kneeling on the ground in the distance still had their knees pressed against the ground.
However, they all straightened their backs and stared in the direction of the mourning hall.
The little streamer didn't know that at the end of their eyes was that ancient suona.
It was still the young man with a solemn and cold face.
Or the old man in the coffin beside the young man.
He was puzzled by the black and white portrait that still had a familiar smile on it.
These people were the same as the little streamer.
Everyone's eyes were red.
The eyes of the old principal's children were red and swollen.
Her entire face was covered in tears.
However, no one cried out even a little.
Heaven and earth fell into a grand silence!
This suona song was so soft and gentle, but it hammered heavily on the softest part of one's heart.
The old man who was familiar with the tune closed his eyes.
The tits cried at dawn, spring returned to the earth, the orioles sang and swallows danced, the forest played, the divine birds became kings, the years flowed, the phoenix rose, and all birds paid homage to the phoenix!
There were nine stages in total.
This was the first paragraph, the preface.
His crippled suona craftsman father had said it before.
The preface of the hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix…had no fixed name.
Chinese music was different from Western music.
Especially Chinese folk songs, they were all beautiful in terms of artistic conception and image.
Such a beautiful place was hazy…indescribable.
When a true master played a top-notch piece, a thousand people would hear a thousand images and a thousand stories.
In the past, the old man only knew that Master Su knew how to play this song.
Not only did he know how to brag, but he was even better than his crippled father!
The ancestor had said that all birds paid homage to the phoenix.
The name of the preface would be the one who blew it at the person's funeral!
Therefore, this sequence…
She should be called Wang Taoli.
The old headmaster's surname was Wang, his name was Tao Li, and his word was Cheng Xi.
Peaches and plums all over the world.
Peaches and plums without words, a path of their own!
………
The song of all birds paying homage to the phoenix sounded in Apricot Town again.
It had been 62 years!
Like Fan Huai, Fan Xin was watching the old headmaster's funeral from afar.
He sighed deeply.
He now understood why the townspeople said that.
Whose funeral could bring honor to their ancestors?
As for Fan Huai, he already understood.
This song, 10 million…
He really couldn't afford it…
…………
In fact, after Su Ming blew the suona for the first time…
Everyone was confused about the song 'All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix' and Su Ming's identity as a suona craftsman.
It was already broken.
The song just now seemed gentle, but in fact, there were many changes.
Spit, slide, flower, finger, trill!
Swallow, spit, cushion, hit, wipe, suppress!
Tongue Rush, Qi Rush, Rebound, Double Rebound, Double Rebound, Qi Lips Trembling Together, Qi Fingers Trembling Together…
And this magical melody could make most people cry for the old principal.
It already explained everything.
But…
This was just a preface to the saying that all birds pay homage to the phoenix.
A preface named Wang Taoli!
………
The deep melody of the suona continued to play.
A whimpering sound came to an end…
Suddenly!
The tone of the suona suddenly increased by who knew how many times!
It was different from earlier when it was low and grand.
An extremely sorrowful and high-pitched voice seemed to break through the sky of the small town.
Exploding into the clouds!
Sir System's lips moved slightly as he muttered in his heart.
"The first part of the Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix…
The tits cry at dawn, shocking the world…"
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