Today, the highlight of this musical instrument academic exchange meeting is finally here.

Without too many words, the coin toss was sorted out in order, and the stage was composed of four young people representing Chinese and Western instruments and music.

The first performers were Aonzo and Angelo.

At this time, on the stage of the recital hall, the best pianos and violins of the Central Conservatory of Music are placed.

The two deliberately changed into tuxedos for performance, and walked slowly to the stage with the elegant steps of Western aristocracy.

After a bow, Aonzo sat down at the piano, and Angelo rested the violin on her shoulder.

Everyone wondered what kind of piano and violin ensemble Alvalo and Daniel had written in the short space of one day and two nights.

Since Yun Feng entered the recital hall, the little tension he had before had disappeared without a trace.

He wanted to see now how many pounds and taels the professor of the Maro Conservatory, a famous pianist in Italy, had reached the sky.

"Ding Ding ......"

Aonzo was smiling, his slender fingers jumping deftly on the black and white keys.

The emotionally expressive piano throws out beautiful notes and reverberates in the recital hall.

Immediately afterwards, Angelo, who was elegant and straight, pulled the strings.

The sound of the violin, full of aura, was like a breeze that drifted past everyone's ears.

This piece, the piano and violin are relatively simple, very lyrical and slow, like the morning mist falling on the lakeside in summer, cool but warm in the heart.

The people in the concert hall all pricked up their ears and savored it.

This piece for piano and violin ensemble is so beautiful and smooth, so colorful!

But......

The expressions of enjoyment on everyone's faces gradually turned into doubts, and they turned their heads and ears in twos and threes.

Tang Yu frowned tightly and said in a low voice: "Isn't this the famous Austrian composer Robert's "Traces of the Sky"?"

Yun Feng was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Is it someone else's song?"

Tang Yu nodded and replied, "Yes, although it is a little old, I can be sure that it is." ”

"It shouldn't be. Yun Feng rubbed his chin and analyzed: "There is no layman here, and their methods of cheating like this are too low-level, right?"

"But ......" Tang Yu said after a little thought: "This is not Robert's original song "Traces of the Sky", the original song is a light rhythm solo piano piece, and they have made relatively large changes. ”

Is this a new song?

Strictly speaking, that's definitely not counting, but if you make a big change to the original song, it can indeed be said to be a new song.

Yun Feng chuckled lightly and said, "What about them putting this card bug?"

"What do you mean?" Tang Yu didn't understand.

Yun Feng explained: "At that time, Mr. Wu just said, 'Both sides will each make a new piece to compete', but they did not make more detailed regulations on this 'new tune', so they took advantage of this loophole. ”

Tang Yu said a little unhappily: "It's too shameless to do this." ”

Yun Feng said disapprerovingly: "Whether it's a new song or an old tune, we will win this competition." ”

By the time the piece was finished, everyone in the recital hall already knew that it was an arrangement.

However, without waiting for anyone to ask, Alvalo got up and said, "What do you think of this new tune that Daniel and I have adapted from Robert's "Traces of the Sky?"

Unexpectedly, Alvalo took the lead and found out about it himself.

The recital hall was filled with whispers.

Suddenly, a crisp and loud clapping of applause rang out.

Everyone followed the prestige, and the person who clapped their hands was actually Wu Zhongyu.

I saw her smiling and didn't speak, just clapped her hands.

Alvalo and the others all showed a smug look on their faces.

Then, there was more applause, but the vast majority of it was given by a group of people from abroad.

It was Yun Feng, who felt that Wu Zhongyu's smile just now was a little panicked.

Tang Yu gently tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "It's our turn." ”

Yun Feng nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

The two went backstage because they had to change their clothes.

What kind of clothes?

Wu Zhenhui specially went to borrow men's and women's Hanfu.

That's how it blends in perfectly with this piece.

Ten minutes later, the two came out of the dressing room backstage.

The moment Yun Feng saw Tang Yu, his heart beat a few times at a speed of one hundred and twenty miles.

The glasses were removed, and the hair was combed into a fallen horse-shaped bun, with red and white Hanfu, just like the person in the painting.

Yun Feng is not bad, dressed in light blue Hanfu, slim and elegant, with a net towel on his head.

Tang Yu's face was slightly red, and he asked, "This is the first time I've worn Hanfu, isn't it good-looking?"

Yun Feng swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "If you don't look good in Hanfu, then no one will look good in it." ”

Tang Yu smiled sweetly and said, "Let's go out." ”

As soon as the two appeared, the originally noisy concert hall was instantly quiet.

Not only the people in China, but even the people abroad were stunned.

This is forced, this grade, much stronger than tuxedo and bow.

The two slowly walked to the middle of the stage and bowed to the people in the audience.

Next, they walked to the instruments that were already ready on stage.

However, instead of starting immediately, the two had a pause of four or five seconds.

Then, I only listened to Yun Feng's emotional recitation: "The world is out of my generation, and the years of entering the rivers and lakes are urging." In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life.

Lifting a sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock. Dust is like a tide, people are like water, only sighing a few people in the rivers and lakes. ”

As soon as the sound of the word "Hui" fell, before everyone in the audience could react, the sound of "Zheng Zheng" followed.

I saw Tang Yu caressing the strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano continued to come down the stage, which was very elegant.

After a few beats, a few quiet flutes joined in.

The sound of the guqin is sometimes subtle and long, sometimes low and long, ethereal, and the soft and elegant hole flute is sandwiched in the middle, which is even more moving.

A piano and a Xiao, a man and a woman, seem to be asking and answering.

Suddenly, there was a sudden clanging sound from the primeval voice, as if a strong killing intent burst out.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but tighten.

However, the sound of the flute remains tactful and soothing.

At this time, Yun Feng and Tang Yu had already entered the state, as if they were in the rivers and lakes of swords and swords.

After a while, the guqin's voice also turned soft, and the strong killing intent disappeared.

However, in the blink of an eye, the sound of the flute suddenly changed and took over, and the killing machine reappeared.

The sound of the flute rises and falls, changing high and low, like human language.

Many people clenched their fists, and this one fell together, making people's blood gush.

Listening and listening, Yun Feng's dong flute once again dominated the melody, and Tang Yu's guqin was just an accompaniment to the clanging bells.

The sound of the flute is getting higher and higher, and the sound of the piano is getting lower and lower.

The killing intent and murderous intent that was played before turned into loneliness and sourness.

Everyone in the audience realized that the song was coming to an end.

"Zheng Zheng ......" suddenly, the sound of the piano played urgently, and in an instant, it stopped abruptly.

The sound of the flute also stopped.

The recital hall was silent, even the sound of breathing was inaudible, as if time had stood still.

At this time, everyone in the audience went to reminisce about the few lines of poetry that Fang Cai Yunfeng recited.

The rivers and lakes that only appear in novels are really yearning.

This is a song with the spirit of immortals, which makes people feel the pleasure of martial arts.

Everyone has a martial arts dream in their hearts.

It's even worse on Blue Star.

Because here Mandarin and Chinese characters are the first language and script.

Martial arts is no longer limited to Huaxia.

Finally, someone broke the silence and asked, "What's the name of this piece you just played by the Qin Xiao ensemble?"

Yun Feng and Tang Yu looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison: "Laugh at the rivers and lakes!"

What a "Smiling Proud Jianghu".

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.

Although they are different cultures, many people abroad can hear good and bad.

From the fascinated expressions they heard just now, they could know who won this competition.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

One.

Two.

Three.

......

The applause was thunderous and non-stop for a long time.

It's a little late, but it's not a big problem.

At this moment, the applause belongs to Yun Feng and Tang Yu, as well as to the Chinese national musical instruments and music.

Ling Yunuo muttered, "Xixi, what should I do, I'm in love." ”

"What?"

Ling Yunuo said to himself: "But, I have a strong opponent, what should I do?"