The skinny old man understood what his companion meant.
Actually, the dean of the folk music department had already heard the first sound of the suona.
Firstly, whether the suona was played well or not, or whether the level was high, the first thing was to look at the mouth of the suona. To put it bluntly, it was the strength of the suona!
The suona sound from yesterday, because of the special pronunciation of the " quack quack " imitating the pig's cry, made him understand that it was the sound of the whistle.
Relatively speaking, the strength of blowing would definitely be greater than the strength of sucking.
To be able to produce such a high-pitched sound with the help of the whistle, it was obvious that this performer's breathing was not ordinary.
The first sound of the suona was much, much weaker.
To put it bluntly, it was the standard of the students!
Second!
He could also tell that the suona came from the male dormitory in Building 2 of the folk music department.
The voice of the kid who played the suona yesterday came from Building 3 opposite.
Therefore, he was certain that the suona that wasn't as imposing, wasn't as high level, and wasn't as big as yesterday's suona!
Instead, they were students of the folk music faculty!
Not only was he not disappointed, he was actually very happy.
Just as he had said earlier, there was more than one suona in China. The students of his folk music department had the courage, courage, and confidence to stand up!
As the dean of the folk music department, he was really very happy.
China had thousands of years of civilization and history.
It was the same for suona culture and art. In ancient China, many songs and people's weddings and funerals could not be separated from this small suona.
Therefore, he said that China had existed for thousands of years, probably more than hundreds of thousands of poles.
Some people did not know what cultural confidence was. He wanted to tell those who looked down on their country's instruments and music.
This! It was cultural confidence!
He had it, his students from the folk music department had it, and the stranger who played the suona had it even more!
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The donkey was suffocated by a huge mouthful, but it did not suffocate Su Ming.
Instead, it made Su Ming feel very refreshed. The sound of the suona, which was mixed with the smell of alcohol, was full of breath!
Generally speaking, the funeral music of the suona was more inclined to the big suona because the sound of the big suona was grand and sorrowful.
But in the end, Su Ming chose the sonorous little suona.
The sound characteristics of the suona were only targeted at ordinary people who played the suona. However, in Su Ming's hands, these characteristics could be changed by techniques.
As such, when the suona was played, it almost suffocated everyone in the school.
The most affected was naturally the poor Violin Prince William.
Just a moment ago, he seemed to have felt someone suddenly scream in his ear. The sharp sound of the suona seemed to have drilled directly into his ears, pierced his eardrums, and plunged into the depths of his soul!
Thus, his performance was interrupted.
The people watching from the side.
Those who cheered for William King, screamed, or shouted " together ", and those who supported William King were also scared out of their wits.
They had thought that William Wang would be able to use the sound system to suppress the suona with his violin.
However, in the next moment, the sudden and ear-piercing sound of a suona that sounded like a king exploded in the night sky, giving these people a hard slap.
As for those who were waiting to see William Wang make a fool of himself, be it those who were present or those who were lying on the balcony of the dormitory, they were more pleasantly surprised.
Initially, they were still wondering why the suona was suppressed by William Wang's violin.
At the same time, he was also puzzled as to why there were so many suona. Moreover, they did not cover William Wang's violin like last night.
It was only when the suona sounded that they understood.
It turned out that the previous suona was only the "scout" at the front, and the king of the battle was behind!
As for the people who played the suona earlier, they had the same thoughts as the fat old man.
They were indeed from the folk music department.
Last year, William Wang had humiliated the erhu and folk music.
In addition, because Western music was more popular in China and developed better, it was also in this school.
Those who studied western music were all arrogant and looked down on these folk music students.
It was true that there was no absolute good or bad in art and culture, but there would definitely be someone who belonged to them.
However, the fact was that there were less than 100 students in the folk music department.
The Western Music Department was further divided into orchestras, strings, and other departments, totaling more than 2,000 people.
Therefore, their standards were much higher than the folk music department.
For example, in the annual China Musical Instrument TV Awards, both the individual and collective places were reserved for Western music.
There were three programs for Western music in the upcoming welcoming party, but only one professor from the folk music department would appear as an accompaniment for Western music.
It was one thing for the school to give some performances and teaching resources to western music.
What these people could not accept the most was that it was fine for the foreign students to laugh at folk music.
Why did the Chinese students who studied Western music also look down on the folk music department?
Actually, it was quite funny to think about it. A group of Chinese people were learning other people's instruments and music, but they felt that their own music and instruments were " old-fashioned " and not presentable.
They had been suppressing this emotion for a long time!
But other than suppressing it, there was no better way to express it.
In a word, his skills were inferior to others!
If folk music did not receive attention, there would be no better teaching resources, and there would be no more opportunities to perform. As a result, it would fall into a vicious circle.
Therefore, they had no choice but to suppress it.
It was not until yesterday's suona that these folk music students realized that Chinese instruments were not inferior to Western music. They could even crush Western music!
After seeing the post that claimed to be from William Wang, many students from the folk music department brought their instruments back to their dorms after school.
If possible, they hoped to help the suona make some sound.
Even if they weren't very skilled, even if their voices were very soft, there had to be voices of support.
He had to let everyone know!
There was more than one suona in China, and there was more than one suona in Chinese folk music!
But tonight, William Wang's violin played, but the suona that he had been anticipating did not play.
The students from the folk music department picked up the suona.
Even though their suona couldn't cover William Wang's violin like the previous big shot, and they couldn't cover the sound of Western music in China, they still tried their best to play.
If one suona didn't work, then two, three, four…
Hence, the scene just now happened.
Now that the real suona had returned, they stopped playing.
This was a response to the suona player and also a sign of respect for him.
Among all kinds of musical instruments, the suona was king!
To everyone, the person playing the suona was their king!
The silence lasted for nearly a minute.
In Room 430, Su Ming took another gulp of wine and shouted at the balcony.
"The opera tune, Crying Emperor Heaven! Does anyone know how to do it?"
Chinese instruments also had a great use, and that was to provide accompaniment for operas!
Chinese opera was also a treasure of China, and Beijing opera was also known as the quintessence of China.
In opera, different tunes corresponded to different emotions.
Similarly, the melodies of these tunes were relatively simple, and the performance time was only two to three minutes.
Qupai included suona qupai, sixian qupai, qiban, and so on.
For example, in Pu opera, there was a tune called Falling Money.
It was usually used for a relatively peaceful atmosphere, or to clean the hall, decorate the room, and so on. The tune was neither sad nor happy.
For example, there was an opera score called 'tightly welcoming the brides'.
This music score was specially used for wedding ceremonies and other occasions. In the area of southern Shanxi, if a suona craftsman was invited to get married, this song must also be played. It was a song of great joy and joy.
Some of these tunes were used more, while others were used less.
Many of them were rarely used and had even been lost.
In fact, in China, it was not only traditional instruments and music that were slowly replaced by foreign cultures and disappeared in the dust of time.
It was the same for opera.
As for the song piece Crying Emperor Heaven that Su Ming mentioned, it was an extremely common song piece!
This tune was a duet tune that mainly used suona. It was not only used in opera, but also in funerals.
Crying for the Emperor, this song was used for memorial ceremonies, or when the emperor came to the palace, it was a song of great sorrow.
Solemn, grand, and sorrowful.
It was also because this tune was very compatible with the sound of the suona, and the style was also very distinct.
Almost as soon as it sounded, it would remind people of funerals, so it was a very basic tune.
Of course, it was still the same sentence.
The tune was very simple, but it was not easy to play it well.
"The opera tune, Crying Emperor Heaven! Does anyone know how to do that?"
When Su Ming said this, he did not sound like he was shouting himself hoarse.
Instead, it was shouted in a tone that had a hint of a northwestern charm.
There was an art form of folk songs on the high slopes of the yellow soil called Xintian Wandering.
It was said that because people on the high slopes of the yellow soil were used to standing on the slope or at the bottom of the ditch to shout or talk loudly from a distance, they often made their voices very long.
Thus, the rhythm of free evacuation formed between high and low, and this habit became a wandering habit over time.
Xin Tian You's melody was melodious and sonorous, boorish and unrestrained. The rhythm was harmonious, revealing the beauty of health without any modification.
Su Ming, who had grown up on the high slope of the yellow soil, was not only good at playing the suona, but his voice was also very bright.
After this shout.
Almost instantly, the people in the distance shouted in response.
"Yes!"
There were clearly less than a hundred people shouting, but it was full of momentum!
Among these people were the boys from the dormitory opposite Su Ming and the girls from Dorm 4.
Naturally, most of them were students of the folk music department, and this song of Crying Emperor Heaven was also a basic song that they had learned before.
Su Ming smiled and asked.
"Do you have a suona?"
Someone raised a suona and replied loudly," Yes!”
Su Ming continued," Do you have an erhu?"
Someone sat back at the head of the bed and played the erhu." Yes!”
"Do you have a flute?"
Someone stuck the flute membrane and placed it by his mouth." Yes!”
"Do you have a pipa?"
In female dormitory number 3, Shu Qingqing was still hugging her pipa and covering her face." Yes!”
Su Ming laughed heartily." Gongs, drums, cymbals, cymbals, zither, zither, flute, xun, do you have them?”
Under the tree, the fat old man took off his glasses, wiped his eyes, and shouted with the group of children who were either learning folk music or still loved folk music," All of them! Both!"
The voice asked again," Are these the only instruments in China?”
The fat boss cried and laughed." Not only that! Not only that!"
"Crying Emperor Heaven? Let's play a song together?"
" Play his song!!!"
One person asked, and dozens of people answered.
The questions and answers were exceptionally clear in the night sky of the entire Huaxia campus…
King William half-knelt on the ground.
At the end, when everyone shouted in unison, it was unknown whether their half-kneeling legs went weak or they were shocked again.
His head sank and his body couldn't help but lean forward. Just as he was about to fall, his other leg went limp.
He knelt on the ground and the violin in his hand fell out.
At the same time, the sorrowful music,"Crying Emperor Heaven", played with the suona as the main melody…
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