It was a long tune with an extremely high pitch!
When Su Ming raised the suona, the tune rose again and again!
The sound of the suona was melodious and gentle, resounding throughout the entire Apricot Town!
The mournful and sonorous tune had a new force.
If the low and grand melody just now was the end.
Then…
This melody was like the beginning.
The seven members of the Su Family Class, including Grand Sage Qi, stood beside him.
When he looked at his class master, other than pride, there was also admiration in his eyes.
Especially Grand Sage Qi.
He couldn't help but clench the suona that had accompanied him for more than 20 years.
Because he used too much force, veins popped out on the back of his hand.
This long tune was too beautiful!
It was too shocking!
This long breath lasted for more than 30 seconds!
Not only was his master's aura not chaotic at all.
He even had a calm expression on his face.
What he couldn't understand even more was…
There were three types of commonly used suona.
Small suona, medium suona, big suona!
His master had once said that.
The smaller the suona, the higher the tune.
The small suona was the highest key, and its tone was soft and ethereal.
The big suona was the lowest key, suitable for playing some deep and grand songs.
The middle suona was somewhere in between.
Su Ming was holding a medium suona.
Miraculously.
When this medium suona was played in a high pitch, it was even higher than the small suona he was playing.
However, when he was boasting about being low-key just now.
However, it was even softer than Er Hei's big suona!
Other than his master's superb skills, he really couldn't think of any other reason.
It was as if he had sensed something.
Grand Sage Qi gently turned his head.
This long tune seemed to have some kind of magic.
In other words, this pole could play extremely high or extremely low suona. What magic was there?
Just a minute ago, they were still guests with tears on their faces.
Now, they had almost stopped grieving. They just stared straight ahead, thinking about something.
Wang Xuehai was at the front of the kneeling crowd.
Although his eyes were still red.
However, she had already woken up from her previous grief.
To be exact, he was awakened by the earth-shattering sound of the suona.
A son inherits his father's business.
Just like the old principal.
Wang Xuehai was also a teacher. At the same time, he had studied for most of his life.
He understood all the principles.
However, his father's death still made him too sad.
Even a few days ago, he was in a daze.
However, the sound of the suona did not only wake him up.
More importantly, it woke him up!
Of course, her longing for her father would not disappear.
However, the grief on his face faded a little and was replaced by determination!
Wang Xuehai looked at his father's portrait in front of him.
A few images flashed through his mind.
At this time, he was still young, and the words he knew could be counted with his hands.
However, her father often hugged her and read to her.
"Don't do good because it's small, don't do evil because it's small…"
"Silkworms in spring will not be able to make silk until they die, and the wax torch will not be able to dry up until it turns into ashes…"
"The past is like this, but I have never gone. The surplus and deficiency are like that, but there is no growth and decline in the end..."
Wang Xuehai's face was covered in tears again, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly.
The dead are gone! The living were like this!
This person had passed away, but his spirit would last forever!
He also thought of a saying in the Spring and Autumn Annals.
If you can't get close to your parents, you can't be a man.
If you don't obey your parents, you can't be a son!
At the same time, he silently recited to the portrait of his old father in his heart.
Father, don't worry, Xuehai won't embarrass you!
He did not know if it was an illusion.
After saying this in his heart.
The eternal lamp in front of his father's coffin suddenly grew a little brighter.
Wang Xuehai was stunned.
Suddenly!
He seemed to have understood something.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Master Su, who was beside his father's coffin.
Wang Xuehai was stunned!
Master Su pointed the copper bowl of the suona at the front.
However, his gaze was filled with deep meaning as he looked at her…
Wang Xuehai suddenly had a thought!
Master Su…
Was this part just for him to hear?
Or perhaps Master Su's bragging was more to warn him?
It was as if he was confirming Wang Xuehai's words.
Su Ming nodded slightly.
He gave this old teacher, who was as honest and down-to-earth as his father, an encouraging and comforting look.
Wang Xuehai pursed his lips tightly.
He looked at Master Su on the armchair and his father's body in the coffin.
He nodded heavily!
When Su Ming saw this, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.
At the same time, this sound lasted for nearly 30 seconds.
It was also under the coordination of a series of trills, trills, gas-lips-to-trills, and finger-to-finger-to-trills.
It ended with a gorgeous and long ending.
In the distance…
The little streamer's eyes widened!
The viewers in her live stream were equally shocked!
That's right!
She had heard this long note before!
It was the flute sound he had heard in Master Su's courtyard.
This melody was exactly the same!
However, the sound produced by the suona.
It was more penetrating than a flute, and it was also more shocking!
However!
If she were to speak according to what she had heard before, then…
It was to use musical instruments to imitate the cries of birds!
The old man at the side naturally knew this song better than the little streamer.
In this short period of time.
He finally opened his mouth.
"This is the first part of the Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix, the Tit Cry at Dawn.
The tits are awakening the birds in the forest. Next, it's time for the other birds to respond…"
The little streamer was stunned again when she heard that.
Didn't that long tune just now seem to be awakening something?
She did not have time to think about it.
Suddenly!
"Cuckoo, cuckoo!"
The cuckoo's cry echoed in the mourning hall in the distance…
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