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Chapter 558: But More Than 20 Minutes Of Playing



Chapter 558: But More Than 20 Minutes Of Playing

(Delicious!)

There is only the sound of swishing and swishing.

When the Metropolitan Orchestra's singing fell, the audience burst into warm cheers.

However, there is still a big gap between their strength and ordinary bands.

However, the atmosphere at the scene was very warm.

"I am just average, there is no comparison, even if it is a top symphony orchestra, it cannot be like this.

"Also, we should be thankful that our development is too slow."

"The most important thing is that we don't have our own compositions at all, we only play some classical songs from the last century."

"This is something that can't be helped. The music atmosphere in our country is not as good as that of foreign countries, and the influx of funds has created a huge flow. Under such circumstances, where can there be good songs!

"Wait and see, maybe Mr. Zou Ming can save some face for our Chinese music industry!"

"Come on, Zou Ming's style, everyone knows that he is best at English!"

""

The two fell into a long silence again.

This kind of place without any oriental characteristics is really depressing.

As long as you are good at technology, you haven't learned the problem yet.

This is just a superfluous trick.

"No, these two played earlier than the Metropolitan Orchestra, it seems that something happened."

Wan Qingqing saw a list from the host next to him, and the performance of Zou Ming and others was postponed.

There must be something wrong here.

"Don't let anything happen!"

Not knowing what was going on, Xiao Yu could only pray for him silently.

...the performance in the theater continues.

Famous orchestras from all over the world came to the stage one after another.

This is simply a top-notch music festival.

It's just that they still feel something is missing.

In the concert hall backstage, Min Wenhua found all the performance tools Lin Yu wanted.

They are an orchestra in London.

Most of them have learned traditional music such as guqin, qin and Xiao since childhood.

But if it's just for exercising one's own character, no one would have thought that there would be such an ancient piece of music in this popular music.

"Everyone is here, come and look for it again."

When Lin Yu heard this, his eyes swept over Min Wenhua.

As part of a band, there's nothing wrong with working together.

"This is a piece of music, you can take a look, we can do what I say, without any pressure."

When Lin Yu said this, everyone was taken aback.

Min Wenhua suddenly appeared in front of them, and none of them understood what was going on.

But he didn't have time to think about it, he just had to follow the plan.

Zou Ming and others vacated the venue in the concert hall.

One piece is fine, but can it be completed after more than 20 minutes of performance?

Nobody knows.

"The piano sounded!" Well, don't panic, it's better, your flute should be louder, don't be nervous, your body is tight, remember the tune of section B, continue...

As a member of a professional symphony orchestra, if there is music, it can be done perfectly.

The most difficult thing is their fit and combination of notes.

But with his careful teaching, he didn't use that fast sense of rhythm.

Lin Yu played a beautiful song.

An ink painting of Jiangnan emerged in front of everyone.

The delicacy and beauty of the guzheng add a touch of sadness to the song.

It was as if an endless spring flowed by his side.

Zou Ming and the others were dumbfounded.

Chen Xun shook his head, feeling that Lin Yu could always come up with something new.

As soon as this song came out...

The influence of this matter is not just as simple as a country.

"Very good, hey, what's your name?"

Lin Yu suddenly pointed at the girl who was playing the piano.

He was startled, and said reflexively: "Ji Xiaowan."

"Very good, you are (Wang Lizhao) very good, I have a Guqin here, it takes more than 20 seconds, you can try it."

Today's music has been abbreviated and there is not much running-in period.

But after hearing the human playing, Lin Yu changed his mind.

"Okay, let's go!"

After listening to it only once, everyone was completely attracted by this song.

"Okay, let's perform again, everyone follows their own beat, one, two, three, start playing!"

The rehearsal continues.

Amidst the warm applause, this supersonic band, which has been glorious for ten years, also stepped onto the stage at this moment. .


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