Wei Cheng didn't know much about suona.

Such an old-fashioned instrument can only be heard in rural areas.

It is really hard to hear it in other places.

He tried hard to find the knowledge of the suona instrument.

He smiled and said, "I haven't learned this instrument, and I don't know much about it."

"But suona is now an intangible traditional culture in our country.

I once heard a professor in a university demonstrate that the music style is diverse, both rough and bold, and delicate and graceful.

But it is very difficult to play suona well, and it requires a strong breath and lung capacity."

Wei Cheng's words made the audience more curious.

This ancient instrument is usually often heard in rural areas.

There is a saying.

Among all kinds of musical instruments, suona is the king, either ascending to heaven or worshipping.

Xiao Yang has always lived in the city.

At such a young age, he can do this?

Everyone stared at the live broadcast room intently.

Don't want to miss any details at all.

On the scene, in the courtyard.

Uncle Li also looked at Xiao Yang with yellow hair with suspicion.

"You?"

"Can you play the suona?"

Xiao Yang grinned and nodded: "Yeah~"

He has been playing this instrument since he was a child, how could he not know it?

He is so good!

In the previous life.

In order for Xiao Yang to be admitted to a key primary school.

His mother asked him to choose an instrument as a bonus.

Xiao Yang didn't want to learn any instrument at all.

But under the pressure of his mother's oppressive education, he had to choose.

Since he had to learn it.

Then he didn't have to learn the instrument his mother liked.

Instead, he chose the suona among dozens of instruments.

His mother was dumbfounded at the time.

But when she heard that this kind of intangible cultural heritage project could add more points, she immediately became happy.

However, Xiao Yang relied on his smart brain.

After learning for a short time, he could play the song to send people off.

Uncle Li still didn't believe it and said:

"My dear little brother, it's not that I don't believe you."

"With so many friends and fellow villagers, if you go up and can't play, or play badly, you will lose face."

Uncle Li held a lively memorial ceremony for his old father just for face.

He wanted to have a good reputation among his fellow villagers and friends.

If the suona was broken, there was a mistake, and the villagers laughed at it.

Then he would lose more than he gained.

Xiao Yang didn't have the patience to talk nonsense anymore and asked directly.

"Is there a suona here? I'll play it for you here."

"If you don't think it's good, I won't go on stage."

"Anyway, you won't find anyone else who plays suona for a while."

"This?" Uncle Li said.

Xiao Xiao on the side said loudly.

"Grandpa, just believe my dad. He can really send people away by playing suona."

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Xiao Yang was speechless.

Uncle Li was speechless.

But since it was like this, Uncle Li had no choice but to try his best.

Bring a suona over.

The ruddy wooden handle was slightly shiny.

Made of brass, the golden trumpet bowl.

It looked good at first glance.

Xiao Yang picked up the suona with one hand.

He took the bowl of white wine next to him with one hand and poured it into his throat to moisten his throat.

The surrounding villagers saw this.

They thought to themselves, what a guy! It really looks like the real thing!

The old people all know it.

Generally, suona musicians have to drink a sip of wine before playing at funerals, which is strong in yang energy.

Does this young man know the rules?

This made Uncle Li stunned,

and his heart, which had just been hanging, was half relieved.

The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned to see Xiao Yang drink a large bowl of white wine in one breath.

——"This young man, can he drink so much? This rural liquor has a high alcohol content, but he drank it in one gulp?"

——"The person above may not know. Rural musicians who perform funerals have to drink a sip before playing, which is very yang. I didn't expect Xiao Yang to be an expert, quite interesting~"

In fact, Xiao Yang also saw a suona musician doing this when he went to a distant relative's funeral in the countryside.

He asked and found out the reason.

Just now, he was just greedy~

Xiao Yang put his hands on the woodwind.

He put his mouth to the air disc.

Instantly!

The suona sounded.

The whole dam was quiet, and everyone looked at Xiao Yang.

The music played by Xiao Yang was a very famous funeral piece - "Filial Piety First".

Everyone listened in a daze.

The sad atmosphere spread all of a sudden on the dam.

And then.

The sound of suona started, and the mournful music rang out.

Xiao Yang also walked onto the stage while playing the suona.

The atmosphere was full.

Uncle Li burst into tears in the midst of this sorrowful sound.

"My father..."

The descendants around the mourning hallChildren, relatives and friends also burst into tears.

"My grandfather, I can't bear to leave you..."

"Old Li, wait for me..."

The villagers who were still talking and laughing at tables 50 or 60 just now also pulled their clothes and began to wipe their tears.

A villager who had just arrived walked to the gate of the courtyard.

I found that today's funeral was so different.

Isn't it a banquet?

Why are you crying like this? How can you eat?

No.

Isn't this old Li more than 80 years old? It's a happy funeral, so it's unnecessary.

But when he walked into the courtyard.

He clearly heard the sound of Xiao Yang playing the suona.

His heart suddenly became very sad.

He started crying unconsciously.

"Old Li, why did you leave so early? We agreed to live to be a hundred years old... Woo..."

"Go with peace of mind, I will take care of your family..."

It's not that everyone has deep feelings.

Xiao Yang played the suona so well.

It was like crying and complaining, as if there were 108 kinds of sobbing.

It went straight to everyone's head.

Old man Li's daughter wiped her tears and pulled Brother Li.

"Brother, we can't let this master play anymore. Look at our mother, if she keeps crying, she will go down to accompany our father."

Uncle Li looked to the side.

Old lady Li's face was pale, and she was almost out of breath from crying.

She was so scared that she hurried to find Xiao Yang.

The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.

——"Am I still watching a variety show about taking care of children? Can anyone tell me what's going on now?"

——"Fuck, I finally know what it means to play suona and be worth a fortune. Xiao Yang is awesome!"

——"No, this guy knows a lot. We are all born in the 2000s, why are you so good?"

——"To be honest, this guy is really a master at playing suona. I'm so impressed!"

Not only the audience in the live broadcast room was shocked.

Even Wei Cheng in the observation room was shocked.

Xiao Yang.

So scary!

He had heard the suona played like this at a national folk music concert.

But the suona musician was a national suona music master.

At this time.

Director Wang in the backstage stared at the screen with his eyes wide open.

His eyes were slightly red.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

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