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Everyone knows that the pipa is most suitable for playing sad and resentful tunes, but the first time I heard it, some people actually used it to play folk tunes.

It's amazing, and it's not inconsistent at all, but full of bizarre artistic beauty.

Dongfang Tuo was also infected, and he did not hesitate to praise: "These musicians are not famous, but I feel that the tunes they play are very fresh and charming, without the pretentiousness of professional musicians, there is a natural taste of carving, the so-called return to the basics, probably like this!" It seems that folk music, though not elegant, is just as pleasant. ”

He originally thought that the music workshop led by this woman probably did not have any eye-catching performances, after all, there were not even well-known musicians.

But this magical girl actually found another way.

I chose a completely different style of music from the ordinary music workshop, which is really refreshing.

To be honest, I'm really a little tired of always listening to those spring and white snow, but it's interesting to listen to this fresh tone.

Dongfang Lian saw that so many people praised her, and immediately poured cold water: "She is only worthy of using these cheesy folk tunes to attract the common people." It's a pity that if the music workshop wants to do it, the customers it really faces are all dignitaries and nobles, if there are no elegant and moving songs, and there are skilled musicians, the aristocracy will not buy it at all, and her music fang will go out of business without the presence of dignitaries. ”

"......" is always the annoying Dongfang Lian, always in one sentence, Dongfang Molar.

Indeed, the real backbone of the orchestra is the aristocracy, and no orchestra can succeed if it does not conform to their preferences and their discerning tastes.

There is no sound in this world, and it is absolutely impossible to win the reputation of the nobility with folk tunes for a long time.

It's a pity that such a special music workshop and such a special woman......

Just thinking about it, the folklore tune of the first scene is over.

The stage was darkened again, and heavy chimes, chimes, and various atmospheric musical instruments were installed.

"It's a mystery." Dongfang Lian sneered.

This time, the lights didn't come on, and the music slowly appeared in the darkness.

Deep as the sea, the desolate and ancient bell faintly came, like a huge mist falling from the sky, instantly blowing away the cheerful sunshine.

The low tone came from afar, from the slightest solemnity to the passionate voice, as if the dragon went out to sea for nine days, hovering in the clouds.

In an instant, the drums sounded in unison, and the Hong bell vibrate, lurking step by step.

The wind is roaring, the grass and trees are soldiers, and the invisible weight is coming from the sky, which stirs people's hearts one moment and makes people tremble the next.

The tremor of the heart has not yet recovered, and it seems to be brought into a misty scenery of smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River by the music, the silk bamboo flute, the drizzle lingers, the crisp piano is clear, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the mountain spring gathers into a stream, flows into the Bijiang River, and a line of flowing water spreads into the clouds.

The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River outside the Saiwai, the nine clouds are solemn, and the ancient battlefield is murderous......

From ancient times to the present, from the world to the underground.

The artistic conception contained in this song is all-encompassing, not only majestic, but also elegant and exquisite, and more importantly, there is a sense of immersion, which does not make people feel dull and obscure.

Dongfang Lian was completely dumbfounded when he heard this, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and his chest kept rising and falling, indicating that he was shocked and unacceptable.

Dongfang Tuo felt like he had a prosperous dream, and as the music disappeared, there was a feeling of loss in his chest.