The Golden Hall.

Although the performance is over.

But the audience was still immersed in the performance they had just played, and the passionate melody still lingered in their ears.

They stood up excitedly and applauded wildly on stage!

There were not a few people who were moved to tears at the scene.

This scene.

Deeply shocked Lu Rongcheng.

His voice choked up, "Dingkun, free orchestra...... It worked! ”

Yang Dingkun nodded heavily, "Yes!" He did it! ”

The two men looked at each other.

Only then did they find that each other's eyes were red with excitement.

"Dingkun, why are you crying?"

Yang Dingkun said with a smile: "Lao Tzu is moved! ”

Shame on you?

No!

Yang Dingkun only feels proud!

As early as when Su Qi began to sing, his tears could not be stopped, and tears were pouring out.

The magnificent and tragic war song is eternal!

As soon as the performance begins, the magnificence of the epic picture is strong.

All kinds of heavy music instruments go from single to intersecting, and the rhythm rises to the climax in an orderly manner!

Su Qi's treble is extremely penetrating, rushing straight like a bullet, directly knocking people through!

Let your body, mind, and soul tremble to the rhythm of the music!

The whole process is magnificent and invincible, as if it can dominate all things in the world!

This performance is really fucking cock blasting!

Yang Dingkun was crazy in his heart at that time!

He looked at Song Jiang on the stage.

"Master Lu, Song Jiang is better than us! What we couldn't do, he led the Free Orchestra to do! ”

This is the first time that the Chinese Free Orchestra has competed in Vienna.

With just one battle song "Victo

y", knocked on the door of Western classical art.

Thinking of this, Yang Dingkun couldn't help but sigh regretfully.

"This song...... There was a chance to belong to us! ”

Lu Rongcheng was noncommittal, "What does it matter who it belongs to?" ”

As long as the band standing on the stage to receive the award is from China, what does it matter who receives the award?

Important:

They witnessed with their own eyes the singing of the gods of Chinese classical music.

……

The applause lasted for more than a minute!

The moderator began to take the stage.

After some chattering introductions and compliments, we began to enter the most exciting scoring session!

During the three-minute scoring session, the audience remained silent tacitly.

Netizens in the live broadcast room prayed frantically.

"I hope the judges in Vienna don't let me down!"

"If the free orchestra can't win the championship, Lao Tzu will go to Vienna!"

"Win or lose, in the hearts of the Chinese people, the free orchestra is already the champion!"

"Full marks."

……

The members of the Free Orchestra looked apprehensively at the judges' bench.

A month of hard training.

Now is the time to accept the results!

All the members unconsciously held their breath.

Gu Cheng understood them completely.

On the eve of departure.

Some people in China ridiculed, saying that Song Jiang had no talent, there were few professional backgrounds in the orchestra, and going to Vienna to play was to disgrace China.

After arriving in Vienna, he was belittled by others in person, saying that the name of the free orchestra was not known, and that Chinese music was not good......

Why can't Huaxia?

Huaxia is obviously a country of etiquette and music!

The Chinese nation has a history of thousands of years and has also created a rich musical culture.

A pipa can pop out the tragic siege, a guzheng can play the spring tide of the sea, and a guxun can blow out the meditation of the rise and fall of the ages......

Gu Cheng knew that they were not convinced!

That's why the Free Orchestra is playing so well today.

Because they want to prove themselves with strength!

Although the orchestra played extraordinarily.

But the judges may secretly make small moves because of their nationality position.

After all, except for the people of Huaxia, it is estimated that no one on the scene wants Huaxia to win the championship!

So as long as the score is not out, the hanging hearts of the members will not be able to fall.

Fortunately, the judges found by the organizers were professional enough and did not disappoint Gu Cheng.

The ten judges in the audience showed their cards in turn.

"Ten points!"

"Ten points!"

"Ten points!"

“……”

Every time the score is scored, the audience will erupt in enthusiastic applause.

Because the score is just too high.

The most important thing is that the free orchestra fully deserves such applause!

When the last judge has finished scoring.

The host announced in disbelief: "Congratulations to the Huaxia Free Orchestra, the total score you have obtained is - ninety-eight points!" ”

"Let's give a round of applause to the Free Orchestra!"

Ninety-eight points!

That's three points higher than the Berliner Philharmoniker!

The scene was boiling!

Applause accompanied by cheers resounded throughout the Golden Hall.

Once the score is out.

The members cheered excitedly.

Song Jiang burst into tears.

He did it!

He did not live up to Gu Cheng, Zhao Dao, and the expectations of the Chinese people.

He led the free orchestra and proved it to the world!

Classical music in China has risen!

Su Qi smiled brightly and movingly, and took the initiative to hug Song Jiang.

"Congratulations to Master Song!"

"Thank you Su Qi!"

The two of them looked at Gu Cheng at the same time.

Gu Cheng gave them a thumbs up!

Gu Cheng's affirmation was even more moving than the judges' full scores.

Song Jiang instantly burst into tears and laughed.

He bowed deeply towards the audience and in the direction of Gu Cheng.

"Thank you, judges! Thank you! ”

……

When Su Qi stepped forward to hug Song Jiang.

The netizens in front of the screen were moved.

The barrage is dense!

"Seven yyds! Free Orchestra YYDS! ”

"Qi Ye is so heartwarming!"

"Ninety-eight points! There is no need to watch the rest of the games, and the free orchestra has basically won the championship! ”

"Who said that Chinese classical music can't stand up for Lao Tzu!"

"John Bull was slapped in the face, right? London Philharmonic will definitely lose! ”

"London Philharmonic apologizes!"

"London Philharmonic apologizes!"

……

After the end of the free orchestra.

Next up is the London Philharmonic.

At the moment, the backstage is as quiet as a chicken.

The musicians of the London Philharmonic looked at each other with complicated expressions.

Fear, shock, consternation, retreat......

Not yet played.

The morale of the London Philharmonic has been completely defeated.

Eric grimaced and looked at the entrance to the stage without saying a word.

Because he was waiting backstage, Eric didn't see the free orchestra playing live.

But his brain automatically completes all the playing pictures.

Although Eric is reluctant to admit it.

But the performance of the free orchestra just now was indeed very shocking, and it can be called an epic performance!

Eric's contempt for Chinese classical music has long been ingrained in his bones.

He couldn't understand it.

Classical music is clearly the musical soul of Western art!

The big singers of the Big Y Empire are as bright as the stars.

Their works have endured for thousands of years and have become more and more brilliant with the precipitation of time.

And how many years has Chinese classical music only developed?

In Erik's memory.

Huaxia is just a group of country turtles, who will only chase after their butts, picking up people's teeth and eating people's leftovers.

Hua Xia has no talent for classical music at all.

But the free orchestra used a war song "Victo

y", slapped Eric hard!

This slap in the face.

Shattered Eric's decades of arrogance!

shattered his prejudice against Huaxia!

It made his brain buzz!

on stage.

Seeing that the London Philharmonic has not been ready for a long time.

The host urged again.

The musicians looked at the silent Eric, and they didn't dare to breathe!

Tina stepped forward under pressure and reminded, "Eric, it's our turn!" ”

Eric took a deep breath.

“…… Let's play! ”