The blond reporter Jack and others put their hearts back into their stomachs.

"Ms. Sun, the thing you want us to kneel down and apologize to may not come true."

"I don't want you to kneel down and apologize, just have a drink with us after the end."

"Oh, sir, you are very generous. I am sure she will not refuse."

"We await Ms Sun's decision."

Sun Ling smiled and said, "Aren't you happy too early? Who told you that Huaxia's folk music can't play beautiful movements, just wait and see!"

She has no idea.

Huaxia's musical instruments are happy behind closed doors, harmless.

Once it's a formal occasion, it can't support Huaxia's face.

The reporters were noncommittal and looked at Sun Ling with half a smile.

The straightforward man seemed to treat her like a caged object, his eyes full of mischief.

Sun Ling squeezed the space between her eyebrows, straightened her waist, and a pair of peaks stood upright, as if they were not disturbed by anything.

Lu Hengchuan took everyone's expressions back into his eyes, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

look down, right?
Piano and orchestra rule the roost, right?

Today, my buddies will let you experience the strength of Huaxia folk music.

Do you know the Twelve Girls Band?
Hundreds of tours around the world, captivating millions of people.

Music is common.

A single beam of light shone on the man who was reciting the poem, and the audience fell silent.

His magnetic voice cadenced and resounded throughout the venue.

"Yellow River! We want to learn from your example and be as great and strong as you. Here, we want to present a long poem in front of you, weeping about the disaster of our nation."

"The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, overwhelming mountains and seas, turbulent, roaring, and breaking people's liver and gallbladder! It is the main artery of China, and the blood of the nation is rushing around it. The red sun shines brightly, and the golden light on the water bursts.

The moon rises from Dongshan Mountain, and the river surface is as silvery as snow"
The first word of the poem is recited.

Zhuang Shengli's heart trembled, here we come!

He Liming also tensed up all over.

The voices of the orchestra members and the men and women of the chorus under the shady voices were dry.

Propagating Japan's aggression in Tokyo, counting their crimes one by one.

Still in front of the whole world.

A slap in the face of certain elements in Japan who are trying to blur and tamper with history.

So exciting.

There is wood.

Anyone who cares can find that Song Shijie's legs are trembling slightly as he recites the poem.

However, his voice was still steady, without the slightest fluctuation.

Moreover, the personal feelings are very abundant.

"It, shaking, jumping
There is a strange formation at the mouth of the tiger and the dragon gate, people dare not get close to it, even the dragon dare not take shelter in the bottom of the water.

It, excitement, makes your blood boil;

Getting angry makes you feel cold all over.

Breaking through the earth's crust, breaking away the dark clouds in the sky
Ah, the Yellow River!King of the river!
It is a ferocious beast, when it gets angry, it surpasses thousands of poisonous pythons.It wants to make waves and break through the dikes of the world.

So the banks of the Yellow River suffered terrible disasters; it devoured the people on both sides
A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Now the people on both sides of the strait are suffering an unprecedented disaster: Eastern pirates spread murderous flames in the wilderness of Asia
Ah, the Yellow River!You nurture the growth of the Chinese nation
I have seen with my own eyes that in the past 5000 years, countless bloody battles have been waged!
But you have never seen the enemy's brutality like today, piles of bones are piled up on your river, and your river is stained red with blood.

The descendants of the Yellow Emperor started a nationwide mobilization
The strings sounded, and the thin voice echoed in the huge theater, which was inconspicuous at all.

Lonely and stubborn like a weed, it continued to make a sound.

No matter the audience on or off the field, they were full of disdainful ridicule.

Even the host of CCTV's commentary group and Professor Wang laughed, thinking to himself that the single-line performance was a huge failure.

Not to mention the netizens in South Korea and Japan.

"It's really ugly."

"What a mess, it's wasting my time."

"It's music, it's noise."

"My ears were tortured.

"I really don't understand that the head of the music festival working group is squeezed by the door? Let such an orchestra perform as the finale."

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"I'm so stupid, there are such backward musical instruments!"

Can't stand the crap music blaring in the New National Theatre. "

Seeing people whispering at the scene, Master Xian almost burst into tears.

Do you think this is a conference room?

Look down on people too much?

In a symphony performance, if there is any sound, it is impolite and disrespectful.

The audience ignored the string master's performance and chatted on their own.

No one will despise them.

Because everyone is laughing at the monotonous strings.

Reporter Jack raised his brows: "Dear Ms. Sun, as a gentleman, I decided to cancel our previous agreement. As long as you promise to have dinner with me, you don't have to lose face in front of the world."

"You're such a gentleman."

"Jack, your mind is as vast as the sea, which is admirable."

Liu Liu was an eye-opener, Nima, it turns out that foreigners also like to talk about cross talk.

Sun Ling said with a blank face: "There is an old saying in Huaxia, ride a donkey to read the libretto, let's wait and see!"

Jack laughed, "You'll change your mind."

Sun Ling didn't raise her eyelids.

The head of the Korean Philharmonic Orchestra frowned. He is a Chinese hand.I am not happy because the string music is rejected by others. The phrase "Pirates of the East" stretches across the wilderness of Asia...

The point is not the strings.

But recited poems.

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After figuring out the key points, the head of the South Korean team broke out in a cold sweat.

If it stops here, it would be a big deal to covertly praise Japan's evil deeds during World War II.Don't forget, this is in Tokyo, the capital of Japan.

He is proficient in rhythm, so he dare not continue to think about it.

Do you want to play so big?
Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back to your own home?
The head of the regiment has given up the idea of ​​being jealous.

Secretly use text messages to inform the team members to quickly evacuate Tokyo.

If he hadn't received attention, he would have wanted to run away.

Nima, you are not playing music.

It's desperate!

Orchestra conductors and heads of other countries are talking about the failure of adding strings.

However, the head of the South Korean team dealt with it casually, and did not dare to continue digging.

Thinking hard.

During the discussion, the string gradually lost its sound.

The audience was also very surprised and stopped their mouths consciously.

After a few seconds, calm was restored in the field.

steeply...

A burst of broken gold-like music piercing the sky suddenly exploded.

A woman in a cheongsam gracefully plays a pipa with her fingertips on.

.The ethereal sound of cracking gold and silk, as if from Jiuyou, rang in everyone's ears.

For a moment, all of them were captured, and they were deeply fascinated by the shocking sound like waves crashing on the shore and crashing waves.

A mighty roar sounded in his ears.

A few single strings played the momentum of galloping thousands of horses.

As the saying goes, when the silver bottle is broken, the water is sprayed out, and the cavalry protrudes with swords and guns!

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