A Thousand-Year Pipa, a Ten-Thousand-Year Zither, and an Erhu for a Lifetime!（）
A year of playing the zither, three years of playing the flute, an erhu breaking the waist, a thousand-year-old pipa, a ten-thousand-year-old zither, an erhu playing for a lifetime.
When the suona sounded, the whole play ended. At first, he didn't know the sound of the suona. When he heard it again, he was already a person in a coffin. On the road to the underworld, he was depressed. On the homeward platform, he recalled the past. Meng Po forgot this life with a soup. On the bridge of what to do, he crossed the remnant soul and became a Chinese person in the next life!
An erhu was enough to draw out a life of all kinds, with all the ups and downs in it.
Inside the pavilion.
In front of the television.
Although the sound had stopped, the lingering sound lingered in their ears and no one dared to make a sound.
Although the strings had quieted down, the ethereal artistic conception rippled in his mind, and no one wanted to break it.
Ye Yan's "Moon Reflected in the Two Springs" not only influenced him, but also the millions of viewers.
Tears streamed down her face!
His chest was filled with both sadness and unyielding will.
The ponytail twirled the strings and flowed out the strength hidden behind the destitute and forced livelihood. It was firm and calm, never yielding, and the tenacity that did not associate with the secular world. It was like a towering tree that had survived the cold and dried up.
......
At the same time,
In a private villa in Shanghai.
The lights were bright.
A mournful voice rang out from the living room.
The big screen in the living room was playing Ye Yan's performance of Moon Reflecting in the Spring.
There were a few Wei Nation people sitting in twos and threes. They looked sad and emotional, obviously affected by the song on the screen.
Very soon,
The song ended.
A voice filled with vicissitudes of life rang out,
"Half a lifetime of misery and misery, a lifetime of misery and misery!”
After listening to " The Moon Reflected in the Second Spring," Mary Ozawa was unable to calm down for a long time. She was so moved that tears streamed down her face and she knelt down from her chair.
"Ozawa-kun, you…"
"Get up quickly!"
"You actually…"
When the other Wei Nation people saw what Mary Ozawa was doing, they were shocked!
One had to know that Mari Ozawa was known as one of the " Three Great Eastern Conduits " of the 21st century. He was a world-renowned musician, but such a great musician actually knelt down with tears in his eyes under the music of a young Chinese kid.
How could they not be shocked!
No, it couldn't even be said to be shocking.
It was a shock, an incomparable shock!
However, Mary Ozawa was unmoved. She continued to kneel in front of the TV and immerse herself in the music. She even said with a devout expression,"This kind of music should be listened to on one's knees. It's extremely disrespectful to listen to it while sitting or standing.”
At this moment, he was completely convinced by Ye Yan's music,
No,
Perhaps he was impressed by the vast ancient music culture that had been passed down for a long time.
This was the charm of ancient Chinese music!
It was enough to affect the world!
......
In the television station's president's office.
Quan Jinggen's eyes reddened and his body trembled after listening to the song.
"Perfect!"
"Perfect!"
"Perfect!"
After shouting three times in a row, he gradually calmed down.
However, after a moment, his mood soared and he suddenly shouted.
"It's a masterpiece!"
Only after shouting that one sentence did he stop.
He had lived for more than forty years and had heard many amazing songs of all sizes, but this was the first time he had heard such a song that moved him so much!
It was simply a masterpiece of the ages, a treasure that had been nurtured for thousands of years by traditional Chinese music!
"Station Head!"
Huang Haoming shouted nervously after listening to the call.
"How is it?"
Quan Jinggen looked at Huang Haoming, and his heart trembled slightly. He knew that the call he had just received was from the backstage editor.
"Data."
"Yes,"
"Now, the number of viewers has reached 5 million, creating the most subversive data in the history of this program!”
"This 5 million!"
Quan Jinggen was shocked. The figure of 5 million exploded in his mind like a clap of thunder.
It had to be known that this program was very inconspicuous among many programs. It was even an annual program, so it had never received much attention. According to the previous years, it had more than a million viewers.
He didn't expect it to miraculously break through to 5 million this year!
"This is unprecedented!"
"In just five minutes, it infected millions of viewers!”
"This young man is really shocking!”
......
At the scene…
The attic under the bright moon,
After Ye Yan's performance ended, there was a long silence.
And then burst forth,
Waves of applause filled the sky and covered the entire pavilion.
Countless people stood up with tears in their eyes, cheering and clapping for the lonely and thin figure on the stage.
"Good! Good! Good!"
"What a good song!"
"Why do I suddenly have a feeling that the ancient path is like a thin horse in the west wind, and the heartbroken person is in the end of the world?”
"This song is so impassioned and emotional that it makes people sigh endlessly and shake their hearts!”
“......”
The judges also stood up. Their eyes were filled with shock after the sorrow. After looking at each other, they expressed their opinions one after another.
"From the beginning to the end, Little Friend Ye's piece revealed the emotions of a person who had experienced the bitterness and pain of the world. The piece displayed a unique folk performance technique and style, as well as an unparalleled profound artistic conception. It showed the unique charm of the Chinese erhu art. I give it 10 points!”
" Little Friend Ye, this piece is very shocking. The piece starts with a short sentimental and sighing introduction, then the melody goes from Shang to Jiao, and then stops for a while at Zheng and Jiao. It ends with Gong, and the melodic line is like the author sitting by the spring and pondering over the past. The usage is very ingenious, so I give it 10 points!”
" This song is a mixture of narration, confession, and lamentation. It gradually changed from the calm and deep in the beginning to the excited and high-spirited. It profoundly revealed the complicated feelings in the heart and the stubborn and unyielding character, resonating with everyone. I also give 10 points!"
"10 points!"
"I also got 10 points!"
“......”
The judges commented one by one.
After this song,
The way they addressed Ye Yan had also changed. They all called him little friend Ye.
It started with the surname and ended with friend. The small middle indicated that Ye Yan was young.
This title showed their recognition of Ye Yan. Even though Ye Yan was still young, his talent was enough for them to treat him as a peer and call him a friend.
In the end, without a doubt, all the judges gave 10 points, which was the highest score since the ancient music festival was held.
No one questioned this score.
Because it was worth it.
If it weren't for the limitation of the score system, they would have given him 100 points!
Inside the pavilion.
Bing Bing looked at the figure disappearing under the moonlight with shock.
He couldn't help but think:
What kind of person was he?
How did he manage to create such a sorrowful song?
What had he experienced?
Not only Bing Bing, but most of the people looked at the figure and couldn't help but think of these questions.
Bai Qiongxue stared at the figure in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.
This was the second time she felt the so-called soul shock!
The first time was the piano piece Moonlight.
The second time was this erhu song," Two Springs Reflect the Moon."
The feeling of her scalp going numb and her soul being immersed made her unable to stop!
"Talented. Perhaps this word can't even describe that man's talent, right?”
Bai Qiongxue murmured,
......
Perhaps it was because Ye Yan's performance had vented all the audience's emotions.
In the following performances,
The audience's performance was ordinary, and even the applause was weak.
Like the players playing,
They were not interested at all.
Some viewers even suggested,
Let Ye Yan play another song.
However, the organizer rejected him. After all, there were no rules.
Without a doubt,
The ancient music festival ended with Ye Yan winning first place!
Under the applause of countless ancient music lovers and professionals, Ye Yan went on stage to receive the award, pushing the curtain of the ancient music festival!
At night,
As the ancient music gathering ended, the Ancient Music Pavilion quieted down.
However, the Internet was in an uproar because of Ye Yan's "Moon Reflecting in the Second Spring".
Countless viewers watched the video and listened to the sobbing erhu. A sense of sadness and coldness filled the surroundings. The moon was reflected in the lake, as if a person was wandering alone!
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