Zhang Aimin is really a little embarrassed, the main ones are here, and he uses other people's tunes to get an axe, but he also has his own self-confidence, the suona version of "Steel Torrent March" can't be compared with the performance of the symphony orchestra, but the momentum is definitely not lost.

Of course, although it is a suona version, it is not a solo, and there are still piano and drum sounds in the accompaniment, but the suona is the main keynote, which overshadows the other music.

The so-called all kinds of musical instruments, suona is king, either ascending to heaven, or worshipping the church, a thousand-year-old pipa, a 10,000-year-old zheng, an erhu for a lifetime, and the suona rings at the end of the whole play......

Zheng Qian has heard the suona version, which is really extremely domineering.

And he found that even if it is based on other instruments, as long as there is suona involved, people can't help but pay attention to suona, and other musicians will most likely be led astray.

Therefore, even though there is no shortage of drummers and pianists on the scene, no one is willing to accompany Zhang Aimin.

In a warm welcome, the performance officially began, and the host Yu Guo took the stage to introduce the theatrical performance in detail, praise the party and the country, and look forward to the future.

At the same time, Zhang Aimin also began to put the suona whistle in his mouth to soak for a while.

This is the rule of using suona, otherwise, the whistle can't be blown if it can't be soaked, of course, it can't be soaked for too long, it's not easy to blow if it's too big for a long time, and the sound will be low, so there are certain technical requirements for users.

After a while, after Yu Guo finished singing, he began to shout the name of the first guest performer: "I invite the old artist comrade, Zhang Aimin to play the suona version of "Steel Torrent March", applause welcome!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Aimin immediately held the golden suona in his hand, strode onto the stage, and waved to the soldiers in the audience with a laugh as he walked: "Hello comrades-in-arms!"

"Hello Mr. Zhang!"

Someone shouted.

When the soldiers at the scene saw this familiar face, they were also immediately excited and applauded vigorously.

The head of the troupe took the lead in whistling and said with a smile: "Lao Zhang's popularity can definitely rank in the top ten among so many actors in the art troupe." ”

The instructor also laughed: "I also like to listen to Zhang Aimin's suona, I am familiar with it, I used to listen to suona whenever there was a wedding or funeral in our village, but compared with Zhang Aimin, it is really a world of difference." ”

At this time, in a warm welcome, Zhang Aimin put the whistle blistering under his tongue on the suona gas plate, accompanied by the dull drum sound and dense piano music in the stereo, and began to play the suona adapted version of "Steel Torrent March".

As soon as the suona sounded, everyone felt as if they had passed through an electric current, and a solemn tragic feeling poured into their hearts, with a soaring pride!

"it! How Jin Ge Iron Horse, the feeling of doing the right thing for heaven is very tragic!"

"It's so imposing, I seem to see the first seven ...... of the United States and Japan"

"Teacher Zhang, this is a capitalist funeral song, isn't it? Yes? That's right?"

"No, it's a groundbreaking march!"

"As soon as the song sounds, the cloth is covered, and the NATO allies are waiting for the food!"

"I must accompany this song at my funeral!"

A suona version of "Steel Torrent" made the comrades-in-arms in the audience enthusiastic, and the applause continued, and even the regiment commander and instructor shouted, "Awesome, Lao Zhang!"

The instructor even picked up the book in his hand and read excitedly: "I seem to see a shadow, no, it's not a shadow, it's a communist ghost!"

The regiment commander was stunned and looked at the book in the instructor's hand - "The Communist Manifesto"!

He laughed dumbly, but to be honest, this song is really very picturesque, and he is deeply touched!

When the tragic music of suona appeared in front of him, he seemed to see a man from northern Shaanxi with a sickle on his waist and a party flag on his shoulder slowly walking slowly from the place where the sun rose, and behind him was a brilliant sunrise......

Zheng Qian and the others also nodded again and again in the rest tent.

Yang Hongyi said with a smile: "I feel that this suona is blowing out, it is indeed different!"

"Qian'er, is this your work?" Xu Lian, a singer from the same Kongzheng Art Troupe, said with a smile: "When I was in the rehearsal hall, I often heard a few teachers keep mentioning your song "Steel Torrent", and I heard that when you played this song on the piano that day, you directly convinced Liu Zhenhua of the Comrade-in-Arms Art Troupe?"

When the others heard this, they all looked at Zheng Qian.

"No, no!" Zheng Qian waved his hand again and again: "It's all rumors!"

"This is not a rumor!"

Yang Hongyi said with a smile: "I was there at the time, I can testify that the head of Liu Zhenhua almost hugged our comrade Zheng Qian's thigh directly! You don't know, right? At that time, the composer of their troupe, Comrade Zhou He, was inspired, and he really couldn't create a suitable tune, so he was forced to be in a hurry, and he left directly, Liu Zhenhua almost cried at that time, and asked them to complete a march within a time limit, you don't know how desperate Liu Zhenhua was at that time, at this time, our Zheng Qian was like a god descending to earth, and played "Steel Torrent" directly on the spot ...... At that time, Liu Zhenhua almost knelt!"

How good is the "March of the Steel Torrent", just look at the reactions of the soldiers on the scene, absolutely passionate and exciting, this is the biggest feature of the march, and this piece is almost the ultimate in this regard, the strong Soviet style is also in line with the core values of contemporary socialism......

Zhang Guoran also interjected: "Zheng Qian not only can compose, he himself is also first-class in songwriting, the theme of "Stormy Waves" "For Whom" was written by him, I heard that the director of the CCTV Film and Television Department personally invited Zheng Qian to write, this song came out, it really touched tens of millions of people!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Zheng Qian felt very embarrassed, he was still a little unaccustomed to this feeling of being flattered by others, but empathy, if he met such a talented songwriter who thought his first song was a fine songwriter, it would really be a feeling of looking up to the mountains - maybe he would lick it a few times.

On the stage, Zhang Aimin played very energetically, this is the first time he played this piece in public, the adaptation of suona makes this piece sound more tragic, and it is also very majestic, watching the soldiers in the audience excited one by one and even hugging each other, Zhang Aimin's eyes are a little moist, and he is even more desperate to play.

Thanks to his practice of cyclic breathing since he was a child, he did not interrupt his breath under the excitement, but even so, when he reached the critical point, he frowned, his forehead was bruised, his face was hideous, and he almost used all his strength to play this capitalist funeral song.

The soldiers were moved in their hearts and applauded vigorously again!

"There has been!

"It's blowing too hard!

"Teacher Zhang, I'm convinced! This song makes my blood tumble!"

"Ahh......h

Finally, the song ended, even though Zhang Aimin had a strong lung capacity, he couldn't help but feel a little wheezing at the moment, his heart was pounding, and he was secretly afraid: Damn, I almost blew my back to breath! Fortunately, Lao Tzu has a big life!

In the thunderous applause, Zhang Aimin specially introduced: "This song just now is called "March of the Steel Torrent", which was composed by Zheng Qian, a comrade-in-arms of our Air Politics Art Troupe, and I adapted it into suona, I hope you like it!"

"One more song!"

In the audience, the instructor seemed to be on his head, shouting excitedly: "Long live the great Red Army soldiers!"