The giant screen was pulled open.
The audience in the noisy concert hall instantly fell silent.
No one whispered anymore.
In this well-known elegant hall, the audience did not have to worry about being disturbed by people with no quality in the cinema.
After all, there were only two types of people who were willing to come to the National Grand Theater.
One was someone who understood art.
The other was those who had money but no place to spend it.
These two kinds of people were more or less a little arrogant.
All of them sat upright, as if they were tasting a tea party.
At the same time.
The conductor on the podium cast a questioning look at Su Chen.
Su Chen nodded, indicating that they could begin.
At this moment, Su Chen.
She was wearing a black stand-up collared costume and holding a suona as she stood on the stage.
His young and handsome face stood out among the middle-aged and elderly faces.
In front of the stage, in the complicated audience seats.
On the program list in the pianist Lang Lang's hand, the words " Xintian You " came into view.
"Wandering in the Sky? Northwestern folk songs?"
He looked at the stage and shook his head regretfully.
Why did she choose folk music at such a young age?
For him, after so many years, he still felt that there was more room for development in western music.
Seeing the interaction between the conductor and Su Chen, Langlang Tai raised his eyebrows.
It seemed that his background was not ordinary to be the lead singer at such a young age.
Looking at his temperament, she wondered which family's young master he was from.
Those who could use the National Grand Theater to pamper their children were either aristocratic families in Beijing or big shots in Shanghai.
Otherwise, why would even the conductor of the orchestra ask for his opinion?
A young hunk?
Speaking of which, why does this young man look so familiar…I think I've seen him somewhere before…
Before he could recall.
In the next second.
On the podium, the conductor raised his arm high.
The moment it landed, Commander Wu's sound of plucking the Zhongruan came from the front of the stage.
Deng Deng! Deng! Deng!
Accompanied by the sound of the drum, a rhythmic melody suddenly sounded in the quiet hall.
The song," Wandering in the Sky," came from a folk song in the northwest.
It was basically an improvisation, an extremely casual and cheerful song.
However, the sense of resistance contained in it mixed in, making the song full of joy and emotion.
Listening to this song, Su Chen also immersed himself in it.
Unknowingly, he held the suona and walked towards Commander Wu with light steps. His body swayed and his steps were light, and his head shook rhythmically.
It was actually the Northern Shaanxi Yangge!
Immediately after, Su Chen started singing at the top of her lungs.
"The sheep's belly is like a handkerchief ~~~"
" Three streaks of blue…"
"It's easy for us to meet face to face ~~~"
"Aiya, it's so hard to talk ~~~"
At this moment, Su Chen was singing folk songs while walking the steps of the Yangge.
Along with the plucking sound of Zhongruan, the entire concert hall turned into a desert in the northwest. The loud and clear singing brought with it the yellow soil.
However, upon closer inspection, Su Chen, who was singing, was standing on the stage in the middle of the concert hall.
Countless spotlights shone on him.
Solemn and elegant.
……
The audience was stunned.
Wait, shouldn't it be a symphony?
This pace, this singing, are you sure this is a concert at the National Grand Theater?
Why do I want to howl along?
It wasn't just the audience.
At this moment, almost all the viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned.
"F * ck, it's actually the national team, hahaha.”
"What kind of netherworld operation is this? Why does it sound so good?”
"This concert is even more authentic than our village song. Is this what high society is like?”
"I just realized that these are the folk music big shots of the National Grand Theater. Although they don't sell well, the folk music band is the only two groups stationed in the National Grand Theater.”
"This time, big brother, all of you are wrong!”
……
In the actors 'dressing room.
Yang Mi looked at the image on the phone on the dressing table. The red paint in her hand circled the actor's face.
But at this moment, no one noticed what was happening to the actor's face.
Everyone's eyes were firmly captured by the folk song on the phone.
Singing folk songs at the National Grand Theater?
No, this smell…Why is it so trendy?
……
Backstage of the lighting control system.
Looking at Su Chen who was shining brightly on the stage, Deng Zi Qi was momentarily lost in thought.
Her round eyes were fixed on the screen, and her mind was blank.
Only the smell of flying dust and the vast voice could be heard from afar.
At this moment, all the staff members in front of the control panel were dumbfounded.
……
At the entrance of the concert hall.
Hua Chenyu was stunned as she mopped the floor.
On the stage far away, Su Chen was dancing and singing happily.
Although it was far away, he could hear it clearly. It was as if the voice was blowing into his ears.
Folk song? Su Chen was actually singing folk songs at the National Grand Theater?
And with the national team?
……
On the stage.
Su Chen started a tune, and the venue instantly became lively.
Su Chen's interest was piqued.
He picked up the suona and started blowing.
The loud and clear sound of the suona was filled with joy. For a moment, the sound of gongs and drums filled the sky.
At this moment, Su Chen's Yangge steps were even more lively and rhythmic.
Just as Su Chen's melodious suona sounded.
In the usually solemn concert hall, the silent audience cheered loudly!
"Good!"
"Oh ~~~!"
At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.
Like the spout of a boiling kettle, she could no longer hold back her screams.
Some even stood up and waved their hands above their heads.
However, the most exciting thing was…
It had to be the audience in the live broadcast room.
When Su Chen blew the suona, everyone's scalp went numb and they instantly sucked in a breath of cold air.
A memory that was like a stress response surged into his mind.
"Su Chen, I'm here to send you off today.”
"Suona, see the suona again! Su Chen's netherworld rock is here!"
"Once the suona is out, everything is low-grade! All the instruments are useless."
"I used to think that the suona was very noisy, but now I think that the suona is very trendy!”
"Good lord, Su Chen is not only taking on Inferno himself, but he's also taking on the national team.”
"The national team should not be separated from the folk tradition, nor should it be ungrounded.”
"Su Chen's suona infuses the soul!”
"That's right. This is what art is!”
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