Chapter Seventy-Three: Su Mengxuan

As the host, Hua Guo played the opening song first. It's all from the younger generation, and the effect is just like that, everyone applauds the face.

According to the process, the first item should be the exchange of niche musical instruments in various countries, regardless of the type. This is followed by percussion, strings, winds, and keyboards.

Ye Mingxuan has basically never seen a niche musical instrument, Xiaolang knows very little about niche musical instruments, and there is no way to give Ye Mingxuan an answer, and most of the niche musical instruments are performed by some small countries, and those with a little strength will not go up to participate in this competition.

Ye Mingxuan looked at the non-Chinese people above and felt inexplicable, just a percussion instrument, and one person also played very high: "Brother Lang, is it all like this today?"

"Basically, it's like this for niche instruments, and it's better to start with strings, and some niche instruments are pretty good. Xiao Lang lowered his voice and tilted his head and said.

Ye Mingxuan nodded, looked at the stage, and pretended to listen carefully, his mind had already flyed. Ye Mingxuan feels that today's performance is like a child's play, the level is there, but it is too casual, it is better to chat with his younger brothers and sisters if he has this time.

"Brother Lang, can you play with your mobile phone?" Ye Mingxuan was really a little bored, he couldn't understand any of these niche instruments.

"It's better not to play, I really don't think it's interesting, it's okay to chat, it's not good to be photographed with a mobile phone. Xiao Lang looked at the performance on the stage, did not turn his head, and said in a low voice.

The two chatted back and forth, time passed quickly, and when they finally saw the first familiar instrument, Ye Mingxuan was a little more energetic.

Ye Mingxuan looked at the woman playing the acoustic guitar on the stage, and nodded imperceptibly: "This girl who plays the guitar is a little interesting." That's not a low level, isn't it?"

"It's pretty good, but stringed instruments, we should have the most types of traditional musical instruments, hehe, this woman is actually not simple, but she has been pressed by our domestic pipa beauties, and there should be a good show. ”

As soon as Xiao Lang finished speaking, a young girl wearing a cheongsam and holding a pipa walked onto the stage.

"Miss Avril, meet again. The girl's voice is crisp, she speaks pure Chinese, and she has her own simultaneous translation to convey the meaning of the girl.

"It's you again?" Avril raised her eyebrows and looked at the other party defiantly.

"Yes, it's me again, please call me Su Mengxuan. The girl just hugged the pipa and smiled reservedly.

"The name of Huaguo is too hard to remember. Avril held the acoustic guitar and said proudly: "I have a new song, and I will compete with you today." ”

Without waiting for the girl to answer, Avril played it to herself, not like the gentle tune before, but a violent and passionate tune, and the feeling of an acoustic guitar being played by her with electronic music.

The more Ye Mingxuan listened, the more he sweated for the girl on the stage, that Avril Lavigne's guitar was definitely a rare master level at this age. "Brother Lang, this girl named Su Mengxuan is no problem, right?"

"No problem, don't worry. Avril's guitar is very strong, but Miss Su Mengxuan's pipa is not weak, just listen to it. Xiao Lang said with a smile, not worried at all.

After Avril finished playing, there was a rare sound of admiration at the scene. Avril looked at each other haughtily like peacocks. The other party's age is almost the same as her, they are all seventeen or eighteen years old, they pressed her last year, and they have always been popular with the media in China, so she is willing to admit defeat, and after practicing hard with the teacher for a year, she feels that she will not lose again.

"It's my turn, right?" The girl still had a pampered expression, and said with a smile: "Su Mengxuan, pipa solo, ambush on all sides, please advise." ”

The girl who was gentle a moment ago has changed her expression to a solemn one at this time.

With the girl's performance, Ye Mingxuan also became serious, although the fingering was a little immature, but the solemn atmosphere of the army pressing the city in the song could already be felt.

With the more and more serious face of the girl Su Mengxuan, the song also made people feel more and more nervous, and they couldn't help but worry about King Xiang in the song. After the stroke, row, play, and row alternate playing, the double strings are used together to push the music to the climax, as if watching the sword light and sword shadow of the fierce battle between the two armies, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of swords, and the shouts are staggered and undulating, which is shocking.

"Master-level pipa performance!" Ye Mingxuan exclaimed.

"Shhh

As the sound of horses' hooves performed by the pipa was closely intertwined, the atmosphere created by the pipa became more tense, and he was worried about the ending of King Xiang. As the last syllable falls. The audience suddenly remembered that there was a cheer. Miss Avril is like a deflated ball.

"You're amazing, but I'm not going to give up, and next time, I'll definitely win you. Avril let out a cruel remark and walked off the stage.

"Brother Lang, who is this girl?I have never heard of such a young pipa master" Ye Mingxuan asked curiously, such a young and powerful pipa master had never heard of it.

"I haven't heard of normal, I only found out after hearing the performance last year. Xiao Lang explained: "This girl's pipa master is called Su Mengxuan, and she is the descendant of the Li family of the Pinghu faction of the famous pipa family. Counting up to five generations, there are all famous pipa masters. ”

I'm a turtle, and the protagonist's light is not much worse than him.

"At the age of twelve, she joined the Music Association, basically rarely performed in public, her father always felt that her technical level was still insufficient, and was very opposed to her joining the Music Association, or the vice presidents of several folk music associations specially invited and persuaded his father to join, and Su Mengxuan's father was the president of the Music Association String Association. Xiao Lang also said in amazement.

After Su Mengxuan's ambush on all sides, there was no particularly outstanding performance. Maybe it seems to others to be at a very good level, but in front of the level of Ye Mingxuan and Xiaolang, it is still unexciting.

After the ambush on all sides, each country had its own winners and losers, and it was not until the wind music class appeared that Ye Mingxuan regained his spirits. He wanted to see how this peer really was.

After listening to a few foreign wind music performances, Ye Mingxuan became worried, there are only a few suona songs, there are not many truly classic repertoire, Liang Zhu is not familiar with the last paragraph of Fang Buyu, and the hundred birds and the phoenix will not, and the remaining sedan chair and a branch of flowers are more representative, and I don't know which one he will choose.

After the performance, all countries looked in the direction of Huaguo, after all, it had always been a wind music like Dizi Xiao before, and the sense of existence was not strong. The ambush won a full house, they lost on the strings, and they had to save face on the winds.

Fang Buyu appeared with a suona, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and his spirit did not look particularly good. Ye Mingxuan frowned as he watched from the audience.

"Xiao Xuan, I'm afraid it's not okay for Fang Buyu to look like this?" Xiao Lang said worriedly.

"It's hard to say, if Brother Fang plays normally, the music of suona alone is enough to suppress others, but you look at the sweat on Brother Fang's forehead, he is a little stage frightened, and it obviously has a great impact on the later play. He lowered his voice.