At the same time, in the live broadcast room.
Because Su Chen's words had completely exploded.
"Brother is right! I will always support my brother!"
"Previously, I thought that playing the suona was old-fashioned. Why is it that today's fairy song has made me lose my mind?？He even wants to repeat the song!"
"Previous poster, you're not alone. It's a pleasure to watch Su Chen play ethnic instruments!”
" God! God! Su Chen's confident and domineering style of playing music is the rock and roll spirit that the world of rock and roll lacks the most!”
"Awesome! My mom asked me why I was kneeling and watching the live broadcast.”
At this moment, all the major platforms were pushing the trending searches about Su Chen.
As the popularity grew, netizens flooded the comments section with videos of Su Chenling singing death rock.
#A famous top-tier actor has succeeded in crossing over. Is it the rock and roll world or the funeral world? All the netizens were discussing it!
The manager, Sister Mu, looked at this trending topic and was completely numb.
It seemed that this character's image had really matured.
However, she was too voluptuous.
Who would play rock and roll for no reason?
The brand that came to endorse the brand was already in the dark…
……
Dragon Country Folk Music Research Institute.
In front of the door, a third-year boy twisted his neck and protested.
"Dad, I really don't want to learn suona. The truth is wrong!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Pa.
A big slap landed on the back of the boy's head.
"Just the suona, the suona is so good!"
" Those who can enter the sect in a year or so and have little competition can even get extra points for the college entrance examination…"
"Besides, he's the chief of the suona. If you didn't get first place in the country in the model exam, you wouldn't have been able to learn it even if you wanted to!”
Hearing this, the boy became even angrier.
She took a step back and followed behind him with puffed cheeks. She heard her father knock on the door.
The person who opened the door was a kind-looking middle-aged man.
After entering the house, the boy realized that it was a house of about ten square meters, which was divided into less than ten square meters. They had even added extra soundproofing to the walls.
There was also a large set of recording equipment in the room.
As soon as he entered the room, the boy was stunned. There were six or seven different suona on the windowsill and a particularly long wooden one on the ground.
The boy exclaimed in surprise,"…There are so many kinds of suona!"？”
Looking at the small box in front of him that was filled with hand-made whistles, he felt like a veteran.
The middle-aged man smiled.
"It's missing the mid-tone and rare bass suona. I'll show you when I'm free.”
The boy waved his hand when he heard that. He was just surprised just now, but it couldn't overshadow his opinion of the suona.
The middle-aged man didn't mind and asked kindly.
"What do you think of this instrument? Don't worry about telling me what you think."
"Uh, it's not very good. It feels a little tacky…"
"Yes, very good. However, listen to me show you a video.”
As he spoke, the Suona chief of the Folk Music Research Institute turned on the television…
Soon after.
A different song that was less than five minutes long instantly captivated the boys.
On the screen, at the black funeral, a handsome boy was holding a suona and singing. An electric current that made his scalp tingle ran through his entire body.
After singing the song, the boys 'impression of this instrument completely changed.
He couldn't feel the tacky nature of the suona at all. The aura was gentle and flexible, as if he was sobbing and shouting.
His love and confidence for the suona made the rock and roll atmosphere almost fanatical!
So the suona was also so trendy?？
"How is it? If your kung fu isn't good enough, this is a musical instrument.”
"When the time comes, this is art.”
The suona chief didn't hide the admiration he had for the person on television. With just two sentences, he had expressed the height of the other party's skills in his heart!
The sound of the suona reverberated in the boy's ears. He looked at the middle-aged man in a daze.
After all, he was the chief of the Folk Music Research Institute.
With such a high evaluation, who exactly was the guy on TV?
"This time next year, play this song for me. It's level ten. Practice hard!”
"Yes! Who is this person on TV that you praise so much?”
"His name is Su Chen, a high-level artist who plays the suona. The name of this song is Xian Er.”
The middle-aged man stared at the television, his thoughts drifting away.
The national music was the world's. What he wanted to do was to carry forward the ancient Chinese folk music.
If only young people cherished folk music like Su Chen.
……
"A divine work! It's definitely a divine work!"
"Brother Kun, do you believe that if this song had been released a day earlier, it would have won this year's Golden Melody Award?”
At the Golden Melody Awards ceremony, Wang Leather Pants pointed at the screen and said to Yang Kun beside him.
Yang Kun nodded thoughtfully.
On the surface, he was calm, but his heart was already in turmoil.
Looking at the good-looking actor who was once criticized by all the powerful actors, he could not help but feel a myriad of emotions.
Thinking back to all these years, he had not even made a single divine song. Why was the difference between people so huge?
Retracting his thoughts, Yang Kun shook his head and wanted to cry.
"My mentality is not balanced, Old Wang. I plan to not write anything next year and go on a holiday first.”
……
In front of the mourning hall.
Religious believers covered the portrait with a velvet cloth and prepared to send it to the church.
At this moment, a few middle-aged men in black burial robes led the way and knelt in front of Su Chen.
Before he could react, three heads were knocked.
Su Chen was shocked.
What was going on? Wasn't it a western-style funeral? Why did they all kneel down?
More importantly, a group of dutiful sons and grandsons who are nearly fifty years old are kowtowing to me? I'm afraid you want me to send you away to accompany the old master!
Su Chen's liver trembled and she quickly went forward to pull the leader up.
"Don't, don't, don't. What's going on?!"
The leader was the middle-aged man wearing glasses. He looked up at Su Chen and was already crying his eyes out.
"My father lived to 87, which is considered a long life. Even though she had cancer, she passed away quickly and didn't suffer much.”
"Your rock and roll song, accompanied by the accompaniment of my uncles, also fulfilled my father's last wish.”
"My father must be happier than the other old men in hell.”
"Thank you, Teacher Su. Thank you, uncles!”
In fact, Su Chen's rock song just now made him suddenly understand his father.
The paranoid, dedicated father who only wanted to be in the band for the rest of his life.
It turned out that his father was so passionate and ambitious. No matter how old he was, he had the right to dream.
Let her father sleep with this beautiful dream.
"From now on, we no longer have a father.”
Another middle-aged man said in a low voice. In an instant, a sorrowful atmosphere spread.
Su Chen quickly said.
"The people of the Dragon Country often say that the more lively it is after a person dies, the better. Only in this way can the soul of the old friend be placed in peace…"
"Hey, look, I forgot. This is a western-style funeral.”
Su Chen scratched his head and corrected himself.
"Then I'll give you a quote from a western-style funeral.”
The middle-aged men refused to stand up and knelt on the ground to listen carefully.
Su Chen continued with a serious expression.
"Only when you reach the summit will you truly begin to climb.”
"Only when your limbs are possessed by the earth will you truly dance.”
"Some people leave this world, but they still shine like stars.”
"I believe in your father. His soul was as free as rock and roll when he was alive, and he will definitely be free after he dies.”
Recalling their father's life, the few middle-aged men had tears in their eyes. They exchanged glances with each other and kowtowed together before getting up.
Just as the religious followers were about to take the portrait away.
The middle-aged man in the lead carried his father's portrait and bowed to the religious followers who had come to deliver it.
"Sorry for the trouble. We've decided to bury father according to the Dragon Country's etiquette!”
"My father loved the folk customs and the land under his feet all his life.”
"As his sons, we should return him to his ashes and dust to dust!”
Hearing this, the Western band standing at the door, ready to send him off, was stunned.
Good heavens, I've already played half of this western music, and you're telling me you like suona?
Su Chen was also stunned when he saw this scene.
This has nothing to do with me. I just want to gain some popularity points.
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