Halfway through the match, the two sides were still evenly matched.
The old men, women, and folk music lovers below the stage all heaved a sigh of relief.
He had to admit that Western music was indeed very strong.
It was already very impressive that folk music could be stabilized.
"If this continues, will the two sides end up in a draw?”
Dilareba suddenly said.
Yang Mi looked around the venue and shook her head." No, most of the people here are young people. If the folk music doesn't perform well, they will definitely lose. They will definitely vote for western instruments.”
"Sigh…"
The rhythm was slow and the audience felt that it was a little dull.
However, Yu Shaocong suddenly changed his mind.
Her fingers danced wildly on the piano, speeding up the rhythm of the dancing bees.
In a zither battle, being disrupted was a very terrifying thing.
A single note could decide the outcome of this match!
The expressions of the audience changed.
However, Yu Shaocong's actions made the Western musicians pick up the pace.
They had trained longer than the folk music band, so they had already arranged this segment.
He had come prepared!
On the other hand, the folk music team was caught off guard.
Everyone was getting on in years, and their hand speed and concentration were starting to fall behind the youngsters.
This scene made the people below the stage extremely nervous. It couldn't be, could it be that folk music was going to lose just like that?
The audiences who liked folk music were sweating and looked worried. They didn't expect the Western band to have such a trick up their sleeves.
Yu Shaocong's fans cheered excitedly.
"Shao Cong, you're too amazing!"
"Shao Cong is awesome!"
"You will definitely be the number one pianist in the country in the future. All the best, Shao Cong!”
The old men, women, and folk music lovers shook their heads helplessly.
Yu Shaocong laughed.
This round was a sure win.
If Min Le wanted to turn the tables, there was a chance, but the chances were slim.
Unless the folk music could catch up before the next pause. If they couldn't, then they would definitely win this match.
At this moment, everyone's heart was moved. Yang Mi, Dilareba, and the others were also extremely nervous.
"What should we do? Sister Mi, is folk music going to lose?”
"I don't know. Folk music is very passive. It's very difficult to keep up with the rhythm.”
"What about Chen? Can he save the situation if he goes on stage?"
Yang Mi fell silent.
A moment later.
With a solemn expression, he said,
"I can't be sure, but no matter what, Xiao Chen is the best in my heart. I hope he can perform well later..."
"Sigh…"
Many old men and people who knew the industry sighed.
In their eyes, there was no hope for folk music unless the western instruments made a mistake.
However, he was able to participate in a competition of this level.
All of them were musical instrument elites!
The probability of them making a mistake was about the same as winning the lottery.
The netizens also fell silent, and the bullet comments decreased drastically.
There were even quite a number of people who had already launched their live broadcast rooms.
There weren't many people who knew music. Most of them came to watch the live broadcast because of the video that Yang Mi had posted.
They wanted to see folk music beat up western instruments to gain some pride.
But now, the chances of folk music winning were slim.
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room plummeted.
There were only a few bullet comments on the screen, and eight out of ten of them were boasting about western instruments.
Because most of those who liked folk music felt that there was no hope for folk music and left.
Most of those who stayed were fans of Western music.
" Western musical instruments, forever divine!"
"The sound of the piano is indeed beautiful. No instrument can compare to it.”
"No, I think the violins playing in unison is amazing. But no matter what, Western music will definitely win this time.”
"It's normal. Western music wins every year.”
In the folk music class, the students and teachers were all in low spirits.
The teacher even had the intention to turn off the live broadcast.
"Teacher, continue watching. At least the folk music is still playing.”A student suddenly said.
The teacher pondered for a few seconds, but in the end, he did not choose to turn it off. He just could not bear to watch any longer.
In the audience of the concert, another child raised his head and said innocently,""Mom, I think that grandpa plays the violin very well. What kind of violin is it? I want to learn!"
"That's a zither. Why do you want to learn that? If you want to learn music, I'll let you learn piano! It was even more expensive than a zither! Besides, who would still learn the zither now?”
The old man who heard this felt his nose turn sour. It was as if the thing he was chasing had been ruthlessly thrown to the ground and trampled on!
Folk music was really going to decline…
At this moment, a bird's cry woke everyone up.
The audience raised their heads and looked around.
The child who had said that he wanted to learn the zither looked up and pointed at the sky." Mommy, it's a bird chirping!”
His mother was stunned for a moment and looked depressed.
This hall was completely enclosed. Not even a fly could enter, let alone a bird.
Where did the bird cry come from?
Just as everyone was feeling surprised, the birds chirped again.
Everyone looked up and muttered gloomily,""There are birds in the hall?"
At this moment, the Western orchestra frowned. They were worried and their expressions were ugly.
The people in the folk music band laughed. Jiang Weiwen and the others looked at each other and felt relieved.
Their savior was here, their trump card was here!
Yang Chen blew the suona and walked out from the backstage.
His suona came too fast and too suddenly, so much so that no one could react in time.
Below the stage, in the live broadcast room, and in the folk music classroom, there was a commotion.
"What's that? Suona?"
"I think so. Who's the one playing the suona?”
Everyone was confused.
A moment later, an old man suddenly exclaimed,"
"The titmouse cries, imitating the chirping of birds! It's the first section of the Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix!"
The audience immediately erupted into an uproar.
The live broadcast room's bullet screen was boiling!
"All birds pay homage to the phoenix! It was a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix! Suona!"
The folk music class was also in an uproar. The teachers and students could not help but stand up with excited expressions.
Western music wanted to continue, but they realized that their rhythm had been disrupted.
One of the girls who played the violin clicked her tongue. She tried to play the violin a few times but realized that she couldn't.
Because the rhythm was not right, she could not enter at all!
The girl in the last row who was playing the harp braced herself and played a few times.
It would have been fine if he hadn't played, but once he did, everything went wrong.
The sound of the suona was too magical. They couldn't find where they were in tune at once!
The rest of the people were the same. Helpless, they could only stop.
Everyone stared at the young man in front of the stage. He was playing the suona alone, immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him!
Dilareba was extremely excited.
"Oh my god, Sister Mi, that's Xiao Chen! Look, the moment Xiao Chen appeared, all the western music went silent!!!”
"Turn the tide, turn the tide!!!”An old man's eyes lit up.
He didn't know who this young man was, but he was definitely a great hero who had pulled back the previous decline!
The number of viewers in Central TV's live broadcast room skyrocketed, and the bullet comments exploded once again.
"Who is this person?"
"Suona! All birds pay homage to the phoenix, awesome!"
"The rhythm of the Western band was messed up, but he snatched it back! F * ck! Awesome!"
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