Chapter Seventy-Four: Losing the Debut
Fang Buyu walked to the front of the stage, looking at the crowd of internationally famous musicians looking at him, his calves were already trembling slightly, he had never participated in international performances, he had never been so nervous.
Insomnia last night, today the teacher is urgently teaching him some skills, and there is no rest, nervousness and lack of rest, which makes him feel a little dizzy.
But at this time, he couldn't help it, standing in the middle of the stage, ignoring the provocative others, he took a deep breath and forcibly endured the tension in his heart to calm himself down.
Fang was silent, and the suona solo carried the sedan chair. ”
Fang Buyu glanced at the audience and saw Ye Mingxuan nodding to him, and quietly gave a thumbs up, slightly calming down in his heart.
"Xiao Xuan, Fang Buyu's suona is blowing very well. The song of carrying the sedan chair is cheerful and witty, and Xiaolang can't help but follow the beat.
"Brother Lang, there is a problem with the choice of songs, happy songs are always not as memorable as sad songs, and his mental state is not good. Ye Mingxuan shook his head and continued: "Brother Lang, listen carefully, there is a more obvious pause every time you breathe, the song of lifting the sedan chair basically does not use the cyclic ventilation method, Brother Fang's performance is a lack of breath, and there will be problems later." ”
"Circulatory ventilation method? I've heard of the chest and abdomen breathing method, what is the circulatory breathing method?" Xiao Lang asked curiously.
"The circular breathing method is to require colleagues who inhale through the nose to exhale through their mouths to ensure that there is enough breath to play suona, Brother Fang may not be very familiar with this technique, you see that every time he plays a little longer, he will sweat. Ye Mingxuan motioned to Xiao Lang to look at Fang Bu's forehead.
Xiao Lang took a closer look: "Really, is Xiao Fang's performance hanging this time?"
As soon as Xiao Lang's words fell, Fang Buyu made a very obvious mistake, and he paused for a lack of breath during the blowing process, although people who didn't understand couldn't hear anything, but these wind masters must have heard it.
Ye Mingxuan looked around, and sure enough, many people were already frowning.
"Brother Lang, can you hear Brother Fang's mistake just now?" Ye Mingxuan asked with a frown.
"What kind of mistake? Isn't this blowing pretty good now?" Xiao Lang asked with a tense face.
"Nothing. After speaking, he didn't speak, looking at Fang Bu on the stage, Ye Mingxuan felt that it was necessary to remind him, otherwise it would really be suspended.
Fang Buyu was already a little upset at this time, the mistake just now was too obvious. His teacher was in the background, and he could only look at Ye Mingxuan in the audience, hoping that Ye Mingxuan could give him some confidence.
Seeing Fang Buyu turn to him, Tomorrow had an idea and pointed to his nose and mouth at the same time, and made a deep breath movement. Fang Buyu on the stage saw Ye Mingxuan's movements, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Blowing suona nodded.
Fang Buyu's breath gradually stabilized, and Ye Mingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"If nothing else, it should be regarded as a tie, Brother Fang is taking advantage of the volume of the instrument, if it is the same suona, Brother Fang will lose. Ye Mingxuan said with a smile. As long as there are no problems with stability, tomorrow will be the home of suona.
"Xiao Fang's breath is enough!" Xiao Lang said suspiciously, just now I heard Ye Mingxuan say that Fang Buyu had a mistake, he turned around and looked at the wind masters around him, he did frown, his face was not very good, I don't know how everyone is relaxed now.
"I just reminded him to pay attention to the use of circular breathing, which can make up for the lack of breath. Ye Mingxuan explained.
Xiao Lang nodded.
As Fang Buyu's performance drew to an end, Ye Mingxuan became more and more relaxed. Fang Bu on the stage was also relieved. His current thinking is not to seek merit, but to seek no fault. As long as he finishes playing without mistakes, he is satisfied.
"It's okay, it's pretty good. Xiao Lang whispered to Ye Mingxuan.
"Yes, yes, yes~" Ye Mingxuan didn't finish speaking, just listened to the sound of "poof". Hurry up and look at the stage.
At this time, Fang Buyu was embarrassed and at a loss, and the last breath broke directly and leaked out from the side of his mouth. This is the biggest mistake of the wind music, but no one with a little level will have such a huge mistake.
The whole venue was in an uproar.
Both on and off the stage laughed, and the opponents were silent about Fang Bu, and even pointed at Fang Buyu's suona and laughed. Although he didn't say anything unpleasant, the other party laughed at his instrument more than pointing at his nose and scolding him.
Ye Mingxuan could even hear the surrounding discussions in the audience.
"Is this suona? The voice is quite loud and joyful. There was disdain in his tone.
"It should be pretty good, if it weren't for this person's big mistake, it would be pretty good. Another voice said something in the middle of it. "Be quiet, this is someone's home field. ”
It is not known whether the reason for this statement is due to impartial impartiality or for other reasons.
Ye Mingxuan's face was very ugly, he had already reminded Fang Bu to speak, but he didn't expect that there was still a problem. Ye Mingxuan listened to other people's discussions, as if he was talking about himself, which made the irrepressible anger in his heart.
I tried to stand up several times, but I was dragged by Xiao Lang.
"Xiao Xuan, don't be impulsive, it's just an appetizer today, you are on it today, what should you do tomorrow?" Xiao Lang persuaded, although he was also very uncomfortable, but Ye Mingxuan must be controlled: "Xiao Xuan, tomorrow's wind master level is much higher than today's, tomorrow do you want Dizi and Xiao to compete with someone else's saxophone trombone?"
Seeing that Ye Mingxuan gradually calmed down, Xiao Lang continued: "Although I don't know much about wind music, the volume of traditional instruments such as Xiao Di and the saxophone cornet is not comparable at all, in terms of emotional expression, most of the musical instruments in our country are relatively restrained, but the West does not eat this set at all, except for your suona, what other musical instruments do you think can be competent?"
"Brother Lang, I just feel uncomfortable, they count down on suona and look down on suona, but it's not good. Ye Mingxuan sat down angrily, looking at Fang Buyu's eyes full of disappointment.
"I know, so you're going to do your best tomorrow to give them a good look and let them see for a long time. Xiao Lang followed Ye Mingxuan and said, Xiao Lang knew that Ye Mingxuan was the only descendant of the suona craftsman, and his love for suona was stronger than anyone else.
Shi Haishan, who was in the background, saw Xiao Lang persuade Ye Mingxuan and breathed a long sigh of relief, if Ye Mingxuan played today, Ye Mingxuan would not be qualified to play tomorrow. It's the rule. Without Ye Mingxuan, who can be competent in erhu suona?
There was such a big thing, Ye Lao, who was sitting in front, was also a little anxious, the longer Fang Buyu stayed on the stage, the greater the impact, and hurriedly waved his hand at Shi Haishan in the background.
Shi Haishan stopped the young man who was about to play the flute: "You go up and replace Fang Buyu." Just go. ”
It was supposed to be him on the stage, but when something happened, he was a little overwhelmed, and he didn't see who it was when he heard the reminder, so he hurriedly went on the stage, dragged Fang silently, and stood in the middle of the stage.
Seeing Fang Buyu step down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.