Rebirth of Interstellar: She dominates the country with culture

Erhu can also be elegant.

After listening to the water dragon chant, although Qiu Jianjun had tears in his eyes, he also smiled.

He knew that with this program and this excellent piece, the erhu would be re-recognized by everyone.

Even if it cannot completely get rid of everyone's stereotypes, at least it can make the public feel that the erhu can also go on the big stage, the sound of the erhu can be so beautiful, and it can also have the capital to become popular!
"Grandpa, I want to learn this piece." Qiu Zining's voice was full of expectation.

He no longer paid attention to whether his mother was around, nor did he think about whether he should say these words in front of his mother.

The piano is his mother's expectation, and he will insist on it, but the erhu is his own dream.

These two are not in conflict.

Qiu Zining has grown up, his life should not be arranged by others.

On the other hand, the mother Yang Fang heard the words and didn't say anything. She got up, cleaned up the rice bowls on the table, and then poured them into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Grandpa doesn't know this song either." After Yang Fang left, Qiu Jianjun wiped away his tears and shook his head.

"With Grandpa's ability, you can pull it off after listening to it a few times." Qiu Zining grinned.

"Then I'll teach you after Grandpa has learned it." The old man glanced at Yang Fang in the kitchen, and whispered in Qiu Zining's ear.

At this moment, Yang Fang put down the dishcloth and walked out of the kitchen.

She walked through the living room, rummaging for something in the storage box in the corner.

After a while, she found a box, and handed the box to Qiu Zining without saying a word.

"This is." Qiu Zining looked at the familiar box with surprise on his face.

The memories that had been forgotten came to mind instantly.

"Let you play the piano, what erhu are you playing, have you finished the piano practice!"

"Mom, I don't want to practice the piano, I like the erhu!"

Qiu Zining hugged the erhu gifted by his grandfather, and yelled at Yang Fang bitterly.

"What's so good about the erhu? Your grandfather has played it all his life, but he hasn't seen any success!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Fang snatched the erhu from his hand, raised it up and was about to smash it on the ground.

Seeing this, Qiu Zining grabbed his mother frantically with his small hands: "Mom, don't, I'm learning the piano, can't I learn it?"

He cried and stopped Yang Fang who was overwhelmed.

"Then go to practice the piano quickly. I will keep the erhu for you first. I'm doing this for your own good."

Seeing Qiu Zining subdued, the anger in Yang Fang's heart also gradually subsided.

This erhu, which was taken away by his mother, actually appeared in front of him now.

Let Qiu Zining take a moment, but he didn't come back to his senses.

All these years, he has been arranged by his mother to do what she thinks is right.

However, Qiu Zining is not the kind of person who blindly listens to his mother. When he is practicing the piano, he also takes time to learn erhu from his grandfather.

Seeing that Qiu Zining was serious about learning the piano, Yang Fang turned a blind eye and acquiesced in this situation.

"Take it."

Seeing Qiu Zining standing there in a daze, Yang Fang handed over the box again.

Hearing this, Qiu Zining felt a sore heart, feeling like he was going to cry, he quickly held back, and took the box containing the erhu from his mother.

It's not very heavy, but it's heavy in the hand.

"Thank you mom." He raised his head and smiled happily at Yang Fang.

Yang Fang was taken aback when she heard the words, and then her eyes turned red.

She seemed to understand something, and she blamed herself a little.

"sorry."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the kitchen, continuing to wash the dishes.

As for Qiu Zining and his father and grandfather, you look at me and I look at you.

Suddenly happy.

At home, the oppressive feeling that made people unable to breathe gradually disappeared with laughter.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

After "The Treasure of Huaguo" ended.

The chief director Liu Wuping specially organized a game and invited several artists who performed this time to have a light meal.

Of course, in addition to these performers, there is also Qin Lan, the producer of this song.

Before that, apart from Liu Wuping, Qin Lan kept a low profile and would not come.

But I didn't expect that when he contacted, Qin Lan came here in a very face-saving manner.

In the hotel, there was a big round table, and a group of people sat happily around the table.

"I finally see you, Teacher Qin Lan." Liu Xuan raised her glass to Qin Lan.

"I don't dare to be a teacher. Everyone here is a senior. Just call me Qin Lan or Xiao Lan. The teacher sounds weird." Qin Lan couldn't help smiling, and touched her with the drink in his hand.

She doesn't like to drink, not on any occasion.

Because, that dizzy feeling made her feel comfortable when she was not awake.

"Haha, little friend Qin Lan, you are being modest. Last time, your Suona completely defeated my erhu." It was Zhou Songyan who finished speaking.

Of course, he was just joking, he didn't care about winning or losing, and not only was he not angry when he lost to Qin Lan, but he was very happy.

It is a blessing for national musical instruments that the younger generation can produce these amazingly talented people.

"It's just a fluke to beat Mr. Zhou. If Mr. Zhou uses his strength today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to win against you." Qin Lan smiled lightly.

"It's as if you have used all your strength, little girl." Zhou Songyan laughed.

Drink happy with these bigwigs.

At the wine table, everyone began to discuss interesting things in the industry.

Qin Lan listened quietly from the side. Most of their topics revolved around the inheritance of traditional musical instruments.

After hearing this, Qin Lan admired them very much.

These people really love traditional culture, and they are really doing things for inheritance.

Before they knew it, everyone talked about Qin Lan again.

When talking about her previous songs and her contribution to traditional culture, she praised her again.

Rao Yi Qin Lan's cheeks were also slightly flushed.

It turned out that I was so great before I knew it
They didn't say it, they didn't realize it yet.

"Little friend Qin Lan, if there is any song in the future, please feel free to tell me, I am very happy to help!" Zhou Songyan assured, patted his chest.

He has an incomparable appreciation for Qin Lan's talent.

"Me too." Liu Xuan and several others also promised.

"Haha, so are we." Several people on both sides also laughed.

Qin Lan was slightly surprised when he heard this.

Part of the reason why she came to the banquet this time was because she wanted Liu Xuan and Zhou Songyan to help.

Because the prelude to the song of the Wushu Association requires the musical instruments they are good at, so I want them to help record it.

Unexpectedly, these people are so upright, I haven't mentioned that they offered to help.

"In this case, then I'm not being polite, can I ask Mr. Zhou and Miss Xuan to record an accompaniment for me?"

Qin Lan is not a hypocrite, she cut straight to the point.

But Zhou Songyan and Liu Xuan were stunned, not because they didn't want to, but because they didn't expect it so soon.
This is too straightforward.