After the shock, the media reporters reacted one after another and all kinds of flashes were aimed at Yang Chen.
They could imagine what kind of waves would be created when these videos were uploaded to the Internet.
Yang Mi looked at Yang Chen in front of her, and her eyes were somewhat moist. At this moment, she felt proud and somewhat unfamiliar with her younger brother.
As her sister, she did not know that Yang Chen could play the suona and did not understand that he had such high artistic attainments in folk music.
"From the looks of it, I've really failed as a sister!”
Yang Mi muttered to herself apologetically.
With the end of the third section, Yang Chen gently twisted his arm.
Everyone thought that his performance was over and was ready to applaud. Yang Chen took a deep breath again and the sound of the suona sounded again.
Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix, fourth stage!
Gao Liang's eyes were wide open because Yang Chen's performance at this time was already comparable to the folk music professors in their school who were over fifty years old.
No, Yang Chen had already surpassed them.
Gao Liang only knew that among the people he had seen, the only one who could play the hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix to the level of Yang Chen was his teacher, Jiang Weiwen.
Anyone who knew about the folk music of Xia Country would have heard of the name Jiang Weiwen.
He was a true music master who was proficient in all kinds of folk instruments. He was recognized as the number one person in the music industry and had once served as the leader of the Xia National People's Band.
Later, after he retired, he entered the National Drama Academy to teach students about various ethnic instruments.
Gulp!
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but swallow their saliva. After playing for such a long time, the fans felt that Yang Chen's throat was dry.
Yang Chen himself did not feel it, the melody became more and more intense, and all kinds of bird calls were vivid, as if in the suona, there were hundreds of birds calling one after another.
In the distance, all kinds of bird chirps sounded along with the sound of the suona, as if they were seriously communicating with each other.
On the other side.
Yang Mi's parents were also stunned. The two of them looked at each other and couldn't believe that the person who played the suona was really the Yang Chen they knew.
"The younger generation surpasses the older generation.”The folk music teacher's scalp went numb when he heard that. He sighed with a shocked expression.
"Teacher Wang, is he good at boasting?”Yang Mi's mother couldn't help but ask the folk music teacher.
"It's more than good. To be honest, with my suona skills, I'm not qualified to evaluate him at all.”The folk music teacher shook his head.
"This…How is this possible!"
When Yang Mi's parents heard this, their faces were filled with disbelief and they exclaimed in unison.
"You don't understand folk music, so it's normal for you to not believe it.
Let's put it this way. In the entire country, there were probably less than one hand that could use the suona to play a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix to this level!”
"Chenchen…when did she become so powerful?”Yang Mi's father could not help but mutter to himself.
"Chenchen? Could this be the autistic child you want me to teach the suona?”The folk music teacher asked in astonishment.
When the two of them heard this, they nodded awkwardly. The folk music teacher's expression instantly became extremely interesting.
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Yang Chen's blowing continued, and more and more people came to join the crowd, and the crowd grew bigger and bigger.
There were very few people who really knew about folk music. Many people were not interested in folk music and did not pay much attention to it.
But at this moment, they felt very comfortable with the song played by Yang Chen.
The sound of the suona was bright and penetrating, but no one at the scene thought it was noisy.
Everyone was quietly admiring it, and even their movements slowed down a lot.
He was afraid that he would disturb Yang Chen if he was not careful.
The tune changed again.
The fifth stage of the Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix appeared.
"It shouldn't…increase anymore!”Gao Liang muttered to himself.
Looking at Yang Chen in front of him, but when he said this sentence, he did not realize that he seemed to have lost some confidence.
Yang Chen was immersed in his own music world. At this moment, he seemed to have become the king of birds and was accepting the worship of hundreds of birds.
An invisible imposing manner was emitted from Yang Chen's body. That kind of calmness and self-confidence could be clearly felt by everyone present.
After feeling the confidence that Yang Chen had never felt before, Yang Mi was sure that music was the best way to treat Xiao Chen.
The moment the suona entered Gao Liang's ears, his entire body trembled. His hands that were holding the phone up high to record the video could not help but tremble violently.
At this moment, Yang Chen was no longer the genius of the suona in his eyes, but…a music monster.
At the same age as him, his strength was actually more powerful than his teacher, who was famous both at home and abroad. At least in the performance of the song, Yang Chen was more powerful than his teacher.
Gao Liang felt bitter in his heart. Why was the gap between people so big?
The next moment, the crowd exclaimed.
"Look, what's that?"
"My God, why are there so many birds? I've never seen many of them before. There are at least dozens of them.”
Everyone raised their heads and saw that above Yang Chen, all kinds of birds gathered together. Accompanied by Yang Chen's blowing, the birds circled in the sky, from time to time, they made a cheerful cry.
Fake as real!
Playing the song of birds paying homage to the phoenix actually attracted so many birds. The birds circled back and forth as if they were really worshipping the young man in the field.
This was something that no one had expected. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it.
"We can't let such a person be buried. This is the blood that the Chinese people need to replenish the most!”
Gao Liang called his mentor, Professor Jiang Weiwen.
"Hello?"
A tired voice came from the phone. It was Jiang Weiwen.
In recent years, with the popularity of Western instruments and pop music, fewer and fewer people were interested in folk music.
In a recent social survey, 2,000 people were randomly selected for interviews, and less than 50 people were interested in folk music.
Many people's understanding of folk music was only rustic, too vulgar, and unpleasant to hear.
Every year, the number of people applying for the folk music major also fell like a cliff. If this continued, within ten years, there might not be anyone to inherit the folk music.
Jiang Weiwen had lost sleep many nights because of this. He had tried many methods, but the results were not satisfactory.
"Teacher Jiang, this is Gao Liang."
"Gao Liang, why are you looking for me?”
Jiang Weiwen liked Gao Liang more. This student was hardworking, and he should be able to make some achievements in folk music in the future.
"Teacher, I found a suona prodigy…No, a genius who plays the suona!”
"Suona genius?" Jiang Weiwen sounded doubtful.
"Teacher, I took a video. Please take a look first!”Gao Liang said as he sent the video to Jiang Weiwen.
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