The people in the class were all surprised at this time, you must know that Zhang Yu's saxophone level is different from what they thought at the beginning!

"Great! Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info How can you blow it so well!" The fat man Wu Jie made a fuss on his face, and it seemed that he still didn't believe in the saxophone that Zhang Yu played just now, don't be your own illusion!

"It's great, Zhang Yu! It's really great! I was about to cry just now!" Zhou Ying said with red eyes.

"yes! It's so touching, it reminds me of my grandmother. Tang Jia also said with red eyes.

"Master! Lu Zhiquan gave a thumbs up and said in admiration.

Hearing this, Zhang Yu also walked out of his dull state, pouted and smiled, and said: "How many times have I said it, I am a master of saxophone! I am a master!

The people around looked at each other, all of them looking helpless...... You must know that they can't be blamed for this, how could a normal person believe such a ridiculous thing.

Xia Ziqi also walked over with a surprised look on her face, and said, "Classmate Zhang Yu, what is the name of the song you played just now? I don't seem to have heard it." ”

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "That's my own original little tune! ”

Zhang Yu can't tell the other party that this song is called "Scarborough Market" mainly because it is difficult to explain what these words mean, he himself is confused, and he doesn't know what cultural background is behind other people's songs.

When Xia Ziqi and Han Jie heard that this song was actually original by this kid, they were surprised at the same time. It's not easy to know that composing music is such a thing. And even if you can compose, it's not the end. What's harder than composing is the feeling.

As a composer, even if you know all the skills, but you don't have the innate feeling, then you will never be able to write a good piece.

Many composers, in their lifetimes, can write hundreds, if not thousands, of tunes. But there are very few songs that can really be famous or very good, and even some people can't write a good song for a lifetime. I didn't expect this Zhang Yu to write such a wonderful tune with just such simple notes, it's unimaginable.

Is this genius? So exaggerated, so incredible. This made Xia Ziqi and Han Jie unable to get out of this shock for a long time.

"Master! is the master. ”

Wu Jie was happy, and he didn't know that he thought he was a master. He turned to look at Ge Wenhui and said angrily: "Old Ge, how is it? Are you convinced? Our squad leader even has original tunes, do you admit that he is a master?"

At this time, Ge Wenhui's intoxication when listening to the song had long disappeared, but his face was ugly.

No matter how Ge Wenhui said it, he is also an amateur saxophone level 10, and he has to say that he blows well. But Zhang Yu blew that feeling just now, he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't blow it out at all. Whether it is Zhang Yu's breath control or the artistic conception of the tune he expresses, it is beyond the scope of technology, and it is already a feeling.

Coupled with the wonderful song created by Zhang Yu, if he changed places, he would rush up and hug the other party's thighs and ask the other party to sign his autograph. But today is different, today's saxophone master figure is actually his first enemy, how can he recognize the other party's master saxophone level, isn't that clearly admitting that he made him slap in the face again.

Ge Wenhui gritted his teeth and said, "It's easy with just one tune! This doesn't prove that Zhang Yu is a master." ”

"Damn! No, Lao Ge. ”

"It's so tasteless, you!"

"How can there be such a thing! You plan to die and refuse to admit it. ”

Zhang Yu's delegation, which was in the back row of Class 12, spoke one after another, and at the same time showed disdain on his face. Although these people themselves don't know if Zhang Yu is a master at his current level. But with Zhang Yu's song just now and the appeal of others' anti-heaven level, it is not too much to say that it is a master.

The fat man Wu Jie said: "Lao Ge, it's not that buddy is talking about you. You're so tasteless! You have to follow your strength and refuse to admit it! It's useless to have a hundred masters! Boss, I think Lao Ge is going to cheat, I think so! Why don't we raise our hands and vote in the whole class!"

Everyone in Class 12 has an account in their hearts, if they really need to vote by a show of hands, they must vote for Zhang Yu, just for the wonderful performance just now, they must also admit that Zhang Yu is a master.

Zhang Yu instead had an indifferent expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Lao Ge! Since the song just now, you think my level is not enough." Don't admit that I'm a master saxophonist. So I want to ask you, "How do you have to be recognized as a master?" In other words, what do you have to meet to be a master in your mind?"

Everyone in Class 12 looked at Ge Wenhui in unison, wanting to see how he answered.

Ge Wenhui gritted his teeth and said, "The master in my mind! Zhang Yu, I admit that your song just now is very charming, and it can be said to be perfect. But after all, the music is too simple, and it doesn't reflect fingering and technique at all. If you are really a master saxophonist, then you should play another difficult tune, let's see how the technique is, whether you have a master level. ”

Zhang Yu smiled and groaned for a while, and said, "It's not a big problem! Then I'll play another fast tune of my own original! ”

As soon as everyone in Class 12 heard that Zhang Yu was going to blow an original tune again, their faces were waiting for the wonderful reappearance with excited expressions.

Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "The speed of this piece is one hundred and fourteen, everyone help me beat it! Now follow my rhythm...... One, two, one, two, three, four!"

Zhang Yu took the rhythm, and everyone in the gymnasium clapped their hands along with this rhythm.

......

When Zhang Yu felt that everyone's rhythm was uniform, he put the mouthpiece into his mouth and played this classic piece of tenor saxophone in B-flat key.

This is a famous saxophone song with a very strong knighthood taste, the speed of the song is very fast, the style of music is very joyful, but it is very difficult.

The chattering saxophone, with its characteristic "toot" start, almost made everyone around almost not laugh, and almost as soon as the song began, everyone was immediately shocked. Such a fast piece with a large number of notes in between, is very difficult. It is unimaginable that such a complex and changeable tune can be played so beautifully and full of joyful emotions.

Everyone in the gymnasium followed Zhang Yu's joyful melody and clapped their palms with a smile on their faces.

Zhang Yu's fingers flew like a fly, allowing the saxophone's cavity to erupt with various complex scales and creeping notes.

Zhang Yu's fingers on the saxophone body are as fast as an afterimage, flying up and down with the notes, and with a special metallic blowing technique, the whole piece is full of unimaginable difficulty.

There was a sound like a hen laying eggs in the middle of the song! At the same time, I secretly admired Zhang Yu, the hen laying eggs, learning too similarly, I didn't expect the saxophone to make such a sound, it was unheard of before!

Ge Wenhui was already stunned by Zhang Yu at this time! Such a difficult original song, as a top enthusiast of this way, it is safe to say that he has never heard it at all. If this is really an original saxophone song, just listening to the style and difficulty, you already know it, and if this song is spread, it will definitely be a palace-level famous song in the saxophone world.

At this time, Zhang Yu was like many master saxophonists, squinting his eyes, following the style of the music, swaying left and right, fingering like flying, and the afterimage between his fingers flashed, and he couldn't see what button he pressed at all.

Xia Ziqi and Han Jie looked at each other with a surprised expression! Although they didn't know how to play the saxophone, their level of appreciation was still very high. Just kidding! This is simply a big dragon lying on his stomach in a small river ditch! This kid named Zhang Yu, with this skill of defying the sky, will definitely be able to soar to the sky in the future and become a world-class saxophone playing master.

This kid is only in his first year of high school, he should be sixteen years old! Is this saxophone level brought out of his mother's womb, it's incredible.

Zhang Yu followed the progress of the music, and the song was already nearing the end...... Zhang Yu also had nothing to reserve, and played a master's level of performance, a dazzling scale descending and climbing, descending, and climbing, coming to a super exaggerated long note, followed by a flick of the sound abruptly stopped, and the saxophone divine comedy was perfectly completed.

"Bang bang!"

"Whew......"

As the music ended, Wu Fatzi's high-pitched hooligan whistle immediately sounded. At the moment when Zhang Yu stopped, everyone applauded, shouted, and worshipped desperately, making the noise of the gymnasium rise several steps again.