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"A new conductor for the folk orchestra?"
In the large rehearsal hall, a thick-browed man in a jacket raised his head and muttered curiously.
He was one of the famous directors in the Dragon Country, Zhang Yimou.
He was a special professor at Beijing Film Academy and one of the representatives of the fifth generation of directors in the Dragon Country.
At this moment, Feng Xiaogang and Xu Zheng were standing beside him. Just these three people standing here could at least represent half of the director circle.
Upon hearing Zhang Yimou's words, the three of them looked in the same direction.
In a corner of the rehearsal hall.
A tall young man was directing a group of old folk musicians to rehearse. All kinds of folk music passed through the noisy rehearsal hall from time to time.
"You're so young, yet you're already the chief conductor of the old folk music band?”
Xu Zheng narrowed his eyes and did not see clearly.
"Gang Zi, do you know who he is?”
Zhang Yimou asked curiously. Feng Xiaogang also thought about it and found it more and more familiar.
Then, he recognized her.
"F * ck, isn't this Su Chen? Why is he at the Grand Theater?”
"Su Chen? Which Su Chen?"
A figure appeared in Xu Zheng's mind, but he immediately dispelled this thought.
"The Golden Horse Award for Best Actor. We met at the award ceremony.”
" You mean that popular actor??"
Zhang Yimou tried his best to recall the golden age of the awards ceremony. He frowned in disbelief.
In his impression.
Su Chen was a young hunk with no acting skills.
All the glory he had now was obtained by relying on the face of the heavens.
He had never been interested in such popular actors.
"Oh, the national team is now kneeling at the feet of traffic in order to sell?”
"As long as there's traffic, the standard doesn't matter.”
Hearing Zhang Yimou's words.
Feng Xiaogang sighed emotionally.
"If you ask me, if the Dragon Country wants to really catch up with foreign countries in the field of art..."
"The road is long."
……
Forty minutes later.
Under Su Chen's guidance, dozens of musicians were familiar with their own performances.
Only then did Su Chen relax and take a sip of water.
Seeing the seniors of the music world call him teacher after teacher, he felt a little emotional.
How did he suddenly become the commander of the national team?
At this moment.
The stage assistant held a roll of curtain sheets and poked his head out of the rehearsal hall, shouting loudly.
"Teacher Su, Commander Wu, you guys are up next.”
"Let's get ready."
……
He followed Commander Wu in front.
Su Chen led the group of musicians from the folk orchestra behind him and walked into the concert hall.
At this moment, the song on the stage was getting closer and closer.
Commander Wu could not help but sigh when he heard the tactful, charming, and touching mezzo-soprano voice.
"Our National Grand Theater has a total of four performance halls: the opera house, the theater, the concert hall, and the small theater. We're going to the concert hall.”
Hearing this, Su Chen raised his eyebrows.
There must be a lot of people watching, right?
Then, he asked curiously.
"Commander Wu, how many seats are there in the concert hall?”
"The full seats are 2012." Commander Wu said with a smile.
"Only our folk music group has the least number of people watching. There are only about 500 people each time.”
"Unlike those singers, such as Liang Ning who just sang, the famous mezzo-soprano. Every time she went on stage, there would be no empty seats.”
Su Chen's heart skipped a beat.
This mezzo-soprano voice was full and solid, deep and thick. It was indeed a very deep foundation, but unfortunately, the singing style was still too traditional.
Seeing that Su Chen was in a daze, Commander Wu thought that Su Chen had some thoughts and quickly patted his chest.
"Speaking of her, in the future, if you want to go to the Vienna concert, follow Liang Ning. I don't dare to say anything about others, but if you ask, I guarantee that you'll be able to get in easily!”
"No need." Su Chen smiled.
As they spoke, the few of them arrived at the stage.
It was the break between the two scenes. On the huge stage, two huge red curtains were hung from high above, covering the stage tightly.
The busy props staff came and went.
At this moment, Liang Ning, who was wearing a formal dress, was about to get off the stage when she walked over.
"Regiment Commander Wu, I wish you all the best!”
Commander Wu nodded and smiled.
"Thank you, Xiaoning!"
"Commander Wu, this is…?"
Seeing Liang Ning's gaze fall on Su Chen, Commander Wu quickly introduced him.
"Our folk music band's special lead singer today, Teacher Su Chen.”
Special lead singer? Such a young man?
Liang Ning smiled.
Liang Ning instantly understood when she thought about how the regiment commander had been shouting about reforming the folk music band every day.
It could only be said that the requirements of the folk orchestra were too broad.
However, she did not take this matter to heart.
He only said a few words casually.
"Regiment Commander Wu, you're determined to recruit new blood. However, don't be so anxious. After all, with you around, the folk orchestra won't collapse!”
"Hehe, look at what you're saying. Compared to Su Chen, I'm really old! Let's go on stage first. Talk later."
"I wish everyone a smooth performance!"
When she passed by Su Chen, Liang Ning couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.
Su Chen nodded politely.
He followed the stage assistant to hold the instrument, confirm his position, and wait for the start of the show.
Very quickly.
The voices outside the curtain became desolate.
Those who were supposed to take their seats and those who were supposed to leave left the venue, the dozens of musicians of the folk orchestra also sat in front of their instruments in unison.
Music stands were placed in front of him.
Commander Wu and Su Chen stood in front of the orchestra, one holding the suona and the other holding the Zhongruan.
They smiled at each other and took a deep breath.
Very quickly.
When the hour arrived, the curtains were drawn!
……
On the other side.
Below the stage, there were a few more familiar faces in the audience that was originally less than a quarter.
Among them were Zhang Yimou, Feng Xiaogang, and Xu Zheng.
"Hey, Director Zhang, you're here too?"
Xu Zheng looked at Zhang Yimou and was amused.
Isn't this a coincidence?
"Looks like Director Zhang is also very interested in this young hunk that our directing circle looks down on.”
"Interested?" Feng Xiaogang smiled bitterly.
"Zhengzi, are you kidding? We're just afraid that the entertainment industry's culture will infect the art world.”
Zhang Yimou also laughed in agreement.
Only Xu Zheng retorted mysteriously.
"Brother Vat, be careful not to slap your face…"
The sporadic rhythm in the rehearsal room just now made Zhang Yimou and the other two curious.
More importantly, they also wanted to see what the expressionless actor on the screen could do in this folk music hall.
At this moment.
The curtains were pulled open.
Su Chen was standing in front of the band, shoulder to shoulder with Commander Wu.
In his hand, he was holding a golden suona with a green jade mouth.
Seeing this scene.
The audience in the live broadcast room instantly exploded.
"F * ck, another suona! What is Su Chen singing?"
"Roar! It's my honor to see you at the theater!!”
"With Su Chen's skills, he's really not buried after entering the national team.”
"Even if he enters the national team, he won't be seen, okay?! They were probably going to sing praises of the motherland or something? So boring…"
"To be honest, the national team is full of singers. Su Chen is at most a pop singer.”
"Gao Pan? Su Chen played the suona, and it was still uncertain who would climb up to the top.”
"I have a feeling that Su Chen is going to use his ultimate move!”
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