Bells?

Mr. Kang Xiankang, who had been lowering his head, raised his head slightly.

Background.

Several staff members are working together to help with the move.

It's a chime no doubt.

It's just a small chime, though.

Large chimes.

It was a product of the Qin and Han dynasties.

It is composed of dozens or hundreds of bronze bells of different sizes.

The overall weight alone is 1 ton.

This chime in front of you.

Upper, middle and lower, a total of three rows.

The pitch is in descending order.

There are a total of 27 bronze bells, capable of interpreting 27 different timbres.

But.

That kind of musical instrument, which was used for sacrifice in ancient times, represents sacredness and solemnity.

Is this going to play a chinoiserie repertoire?

But how can a person operate it?

……

"Oh Maiga, I'm Seth!"

The screen hasn't even opened, and the top music maestro from New Zealand can't sit still.

This large, strange instrument is also mixed with a trace of rotten patina.

That strange scene constantly hit his brain, and he became extremely interested in Chinese civilization.

"Chimes."

Teacher Hu Bin said: "It is generally used to interpret slow-paced repertoire. The main theme is solemn, and I've only met a few times. ”

"Me too."

Teacher He Ling answered, "The chimes need to be struck with a mallet, because there is a residual sound swaying, and the rhythm is quite difficult to control. ”

"It can only be seen in a culturally rich city like the Magic City."

When several teachers communicate.

Mr. Kang couldn't help but admire, "Chimes, the great instrument of the country!" ”

The great instrument of the country.

What a big review!

It is a symbol of Chinese cultural heritage!

I don't know what this player is going to perform?

……

Swish!

The spotlight on the stage suddenly shone on the king's sleeve and his chime.

"Huh?"

Xiu's mother was stunned, and she didn't know what to say.

"Little sister, what's the matter?"

"That's my son."

"Oh, you just said, the same name and surname, it should be your son."

"It's not."

Xiu's mother said: "I said how he asked me to borrow antiques, it turned out to be a performance." ”

"Auntie, that's not an antique, it's a small chime!"

Xiu's mother looked back, this was not He Manting who had just performed the drums.

This voice, this politeness, this temperament.

It's absolutely stunning!

Xiu's mother swallowed her saliva when she saw it.

……

"Oh, Tingting."

Ms. Liu pretended to be calm and asked, "The chimes are also percussion instruments." ”

"You've been playing percussion for so long, you should know if it's difficult."

He Manting paused and thought: "It's not difficult to say, and it's not easy to say simple." ”

"Because its rhythm is very slow, one note does not end, and it is easy to cause channeling when the next note is knocked out immediately."

"So, you can only play soothing repertoire, and if you beat it well, it really sounds good, and if you don't beat it well, it's just like that."

"After all, it is an ancient instrument that has been eliminated, and there is a reason why it has been replaced."

Ms. Liu nodded in satisfaction.

Take a look.

My daughter has all kinds of high-end terms at her fingertips.

That's the bottom line.

"Xiaoting said it very well, my son is just fooling around, where can he know what musical instruments."

When she spoke, Xiu's mother's eyes kept drifting to He Manting.

As for Wang Sleeve, doesn't she know how many pounds and taels her son has?

……

on stage.

The king raised his gavel.

Accompanied by his movements, the rhythm of the background sounded violently.

"Kick, kick, kick, kick!"

……

Huh?

Mr. Kang frowned suddenly, what the hell is this!

Chimes, how can they be struck at such a fast pace?

This does not reflect the spirit and solemnity of the chimes at all.

It's all nonsense!

Just as he was about to shout to stop, the rhythm became more and more obvious.

More and more prominent.

Sounds surprisingly good.

Even his hands and feet trembled.

Staring wide-eyed at the stage.

Mr. Kang Lao found a special place.

The player holds the mallet in one hand and caresses the chimes with the other to silence them.

Bells.

Vibration to pronounce the sound.

The louder the knock, the stronger the vibration.

The player touches the bell wall with his left hand, and the magical vibration reverses the cushioning, eliminating the sustain instantly.

Meantime.

With his right hand, he searched for the right scale in front of 27 different bronze bells.

His hand speed was just too fast.

Knock back and forth, up and down, left, left, right, right, back and forth.

What an astonishing amount of physical strength it takes!

That's why he can use the chimes to strike a cheerful rhythm!

"If the youth is strong, then Huaxia is strong."

"Huaguo teenagers should dare to innovate!"

As the rhythm deepened, Wang Sleeve's hand speed became faster and faster.

……

Scene.

Most of the audience has already shaken along.

Such a familiar rhythm, no one knows.

This is the divine comedy of the two thorny apes of the fire all over station B - the Pure Land of Bliss.

"Ahh

"It's cool!"

"Nima, awesome!"

"it, knock out modern songs with ancient instruments."

"Who's going to tell me, did I cross over?"

"The brainwashing divine comedy from 2,500 years ago made Qin Shi Huang stand up, and the terracotta warriors and horses all shook me up!"

……

Stage.

Teacher He Linghe was completely dumbfounded.

He's just a passing guest and doesn't make too much of a difference to professional things.

But.

At close range, the impact of that scene on him was too shocking.

"With a patina-filled instrument, the soul of modern music is hammered out."

"It's like sitting on a modern roller coaster, visiting the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang that is more than 2,000 years old."

"Modern-Ancient-Modern-Ancient."

"Different cultures, different eras, different atmospheres are intertwined."

"The whole body and mind are undergoing the influence of history and culture!"

"It's so cool!"

These words, of course, cannot be spoken, but can only be buried deep in the bottom of the heart.

When he heard the half, Mr. He Ling couldn't help but raise the round card and guarantee the promotion!

……

Just a song.

Teacher Hu Bin, Teacher Miste Wang, and Mr. Kang Xiankang, who has been as cold as ice, have commented!

"Advance!"

"Advance!"

"Advance!"

There is no murmur.

Three people shouted 'Advance' at the same time!

……

Bang bang bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

The applause at the scene was wave after wave, and the loudness of the applause even exceeded that of He Manting just now.

For a long time, for a long time.

The applause stopped.

……

"Auntie, he's so strong."

In the audience, He Manting suddenly spoke.

Xiu's mother didn't react for a while.

Is this his own son?

It's a ghost!

"Auntie, how much is Brother Wang's WeChat, I think we can have an in-depth exchange on some things about percussion."

"Who is Brother Wang?"

Xiu Ma and Ms. Liu turned their heads at the same time.

Moment.

Xiu's mother reacted, isn't Brother Wang the king?

Oops, oops, can't be stopped!

Such a beautiful girl took the initiative to post it upside down, that stupid boy cultivated Buddhism in his last life!

The joy on her face couldn't be suppressed, and she saw Ms. Liu's cannibalistic gaze.

Xiu Ma pretended to be calm and said, "Of course." ”

"Learning and communication is what it should be, don't talk about WeChat, even I can take out the bottoms for you!"

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