Niu Li sat on the lawn and looked at the children beside her with great interest.

After graduating, she hadn't been to school for several years. Looking at the youthful faces, she realized that she was already a Ben San person.

It's good to be young!

Hearing the host's introduction, she turned her eyes to the stage.

Hmm? Why do the band have two more people?

Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty? Cao Wu's kid wrote a new song?

Why the name, though?

Dream back to the Tang Dynasty, the ancient capital of the Tang Dynasty was Chang'an, and it was also the city described in the famous song "Millennium Ancient City" by the Gucheng Band.

At such an event, do you want to take advantage of the popularity of the ancient city band?

It's too risky, Niu Li shook her head, but she was still ambitious.

After all, the Gucheng Band has a fan base of seventeen years, and that song has also been sung for so many years, and it is more well-known and has more weight in the minds of fans. Therefore, even if you write a better song than "Millennium Ancient City", the response will be limited.

Unless, you can write a song that starts a sect and is unique in the past.

But is this possible?

Next to Niu Li, Cao Wenhao looked at Cao Wu on the stage with a smile, listening to the sound of the Black Hole Band introducing the Black Hole Band to his parents excitedly, his eyes were full of relief and pride.

For some reason, when he came back from this business trip, he always felt that his son was different from before, more mature and calm, and dared to make his own ideas in case of trouble, and most importantly, he could actually write his own songs.

In front of the student phalanx were the teachers of each class, Xiao Ya ran to the art class of the third year of high school and sat with Liu Wanling.

"How are you feeling during this time?"

"It's okay! It's just that Ma Guanghua is a little annoying. ”

"Did he ask you out again?"

"Hmm...... Don't mention him, you've been talking about this black hole band, and I took them for a while, and it doesn't feel strange?"

"You will know when you watch the show, they are very typhoon. ”

"I think you look at other people's guys quite right, right?

"Go!"

Backstage, Zhang Haozhe and others stood at the entrance of the backstage, smiling as Cao Wu and others carried musical instruments on the stage.

Su Yang muttered excitedly: "I can't wait to see their expressions, haha!

Zhang Haozhe looked at the mixer, thoughtful.

But my uncle said that it had already been arranged, so it should be fine, right?

Su Yang's shoulders sank, and when he looked back, it was Su Chen who walked over, put his arm around his shoulder, and said with a smile: "What song is that kid going to sing?"

"What is it called, dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, original. ”

"Singing the Tang Dynasty in front of our ancient city band? ”

"That's it!" Su Yang agreed.

"Come on!" Su Chen patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "When you graduate from high school, you can sign in to the company." ”

"Hmm!"

Cao Wu and others brought the instruments to the stage and connected them to the audio cables.

The audience watched them move big drums and erect big gongs, and some of them didn't understand the situation, and discussed in whispers.

"How did they bring up all the gongs and drums?"

"I don't know, maybe I've been in the Yangge team before, right?"

"Haha! It's all children, you keep your mouth. ”

"What's that? They're allowed to put it up, but we're not allowed to say it? It's what it is! What kind of gongs and drums are used to sing rock and roll? The earth is dead, and those who don't know think they're getting married in school!"

"I think it's good for people to play with a mix of East and West. ”

"It's nondescript, what's good? No matter how good it is, it's good to have "Millennium Ancient City"? A bunch of children, what kind of beautiful songs can they sing? Listening to the host, it's still original, so can you still listen to it?"

……

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Cao Wu and others on the stage finally connected the line and stood in front of the musical instrument.

The sound of Naren Toya's heavy breathing was still behind her ears, and as soon as she arrived backstage, she saw the crowd outside, she had already retreated, and Cao Wu helped her adjust her breathing and relieve pressure.

Looking back at her, Cao Wu gave another encouraging look, and Naren Toya bit her lip, lowered her head, and stared at the drum noodles.

"Hello everyone, we are the Black Hole Band from Class 13 of the second year of the eighth high school. Cao Wu opened his mouth and said, the sound passed through the microphone and then transmitted to every part of the campus, which was clearly audible.

The audience gradually fell silent.

There were four or five cameras set up in front of the stage, including those from the city TV station, newspapers and magazines, self-media people, and campus newspapers, all of which were facing the stage in unison.

It's just that except for Lu Chao from the campus newspaper who was shooting in front of the camera, the others didn't move at all.

They are mainly here to shoot the ancient city band today, this campus band is just a warm-up, just don't shoot, save trouble and electricity.

Yu Guang looked at Zhang Haozhe and the others who were gloating in the backstage, waiting to see the lively Zhang Haozhe and others, Cao Wu snorted lightly, didn't have any more BB, and said in a deep voice:

"A dream back to the Tang Dynasty and give it to everyone. ”

Lu Qingsong pressed the synthesizer button, and the sounds of camel bells, wooden fish, and wind chimes that had been recorded sounded leisurely.

The sound of music lingers in the air, and the confused listeners ask each other questions.

"What sound?"

"I sound like a wooden fish. ”

"And the sound of bells. ”

"There seems to be a rumor of wind. ”

Before the exchange could be understood, Naren Toya, who had been standing silently on the stage, like a sculpture, moved.

With both hands waving, the drumsticks fell on the drum surface like rain hitting plantains, gradually moving towards the center of the drum surface, and she completed the roll meticulously according to the rehearsal of the previous days.

The rumbling drums rumbled from shallow to deep, like muffled thunder rolling from the sky.

Its sound is like thunder, it is a drum, only the Chinese drum can be called a drum, and the rest are percussion.

In ancient times, when the two armies were fighting, they always marched to the sound of drums and retreated when they heard the sound of gold. When the drum sounds, it symbolizes the indomitable bravery, and it is better to die than to look back.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas, the Great Wilderness East Classic" recorded in the Kui, is named because of the drum, the Yellow Emperor got it, with its skin as the drum, with the bones of the thunder beast, the sound of five hundred miles, to the world.

The Chinese drum pays attention to a momentum, turbulent and unstoppable.

And the same is true of the big gong.

In ancient times, the battlefield was full of gold and troops, and it was the predecessor of the gong that was struck.

When these two domineering instruments collide together, how can one be said to be ambitious?

When the camel bell rang, Niu Li, who was sitting in the audience, sat up straight, listening to the sound of camel bells, wooden fish, and wind chimes, she seemed to have crossed a thousand years of time, returned to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and saw a young monk walking in the vast Gobi.

The yellow sand flows, the dry wind blows, and the camel bell rings lightly.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

The blood-red remnant sun shrouded the sand dunes, and he looked back into the distance, where he had come from, and it had a name called Datang.

After a pause, he climbed down the hunch, moistened his lips with what little water he had left, and tapped the wooden fish to begin his daily schoolwork.

His gaze was far-reaching, his eyes were firm, he knew all the difficulties and dangers ahead, but he was not afraid.

He knew what he wanted, and he knew he could do it.

This is the country behind him, the prosperous Tang Dynasty where all countries come to court, giving each of his people incomparably strong self-confidence!

What about the moats?

A customs clearance document that can be obtained from all over the world!

The sound of the wooden fish, he seemed to return to Chang'an in his dream, which was the place where his ideals germinated, and it was also the hometown of his dreams, where he made a vow not to go to Tianzhu and never return to the east, and he will eventually prove how a strong faith can change the world!

Listening to the rumbling drums, Niu Li seemed to see rolling muffled thunder surging from the sky, clicking! Lightning crossed the sky! It was Thor's golden gong!

She shuddered, and an electric current rushed through her body, causing her goosebumps!

This arrangement !! divine!!

On stage, Cao Wu had already closed his eyes and was completely immersed in this song.

At this time, he had completely forgotten the strife and ugliness in the audience, and at this moment, he seemed to see the sleeping monk flying back to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the center of the whole world - the ancient capital of Chang'an!

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and with the sound of majestic drums and gongs, he plucked the strings with his right hand, and a magnificent electric guitar was played!

He no longer cares about the melody and timbre, he just wants to paint that prosperous picture with the strings!

The gong rings again!

Look! There is a city majestic! Ten thousand lights are lit!

That's "Xiaoyi still hides thousands of families." Rice is fat and corn is white, and both public and private warehouses are abundant".

It is also a broad mind of "since ancient times, all of China has been noble, and I love it as one"!

It is also a dream in my heart, and one person and one staff dare to measure the vigorous pride of the earth with both feet!

As the so-called heaven sees the jade girl, he laughs hundreds of millions of times. I want to take the six dragons, go back to the car and hang Fusang. Beidou drank wine and persuaded the dragons to take a look. Wealth is not what you want, and you stay with people.

Today, I am waiting for the Chinese sons and daughters to dream back to Datang again!