Unlimited: I, the self-selection system, check in the heavens

A young man in ancient costume came to the side of the studio.

He looked around and thought, "System, sign in!"

"Ding, congratulations to the user, you have obtained the "Super Suona". "

A pleasant notification sound came.

I knock!

The system rewarded me with a "big hooligan" in the music industry?

Qin Chu was dumbfounded.

suona...

An instrument that can be played from the full moon to the first seven.

An instrument that perfectly harnesses joy and sorrow.

A musical instrument that can accompany firecrackers and candles.

As a Chinese, he may not understand Beethoven and Mozart's piano music.

But as soon as he heard the sound of the suona, he knew that he should follow the ceremony.

This is the charm of suona, and it is also the gene engraved in the bones of Chinese people.

"Would you like a song with suona later?"

Qin Chu stroked his chin, thinking about which song would be better.

At this time...

A girl came with a guitar, a smile on her face.

"Mr. Qin, are you waiting here?"

"Yes."

Qin Chu chatted casually: "I heard that you are number one, are you nervous now?"

"Not just now, but after seeing you..."

The girl shrugged and said truthfully, "I have..."

"Huh??" What's wrong with you!

Qin Chu felt that the situation was not right, so he said goodbye and retreated directly.

"Such an adult is still shy."

The girl smiled and muttered, turned and entered the studio.

at the same time…

A pretty boy with small eyes also came outside the studio.

...

the other side…

Qin Chu returned to the rest hall.

He raised his eyes and looked around, seeing many contestants who had passed the first level.

rough estimate…

There must be at least one hundred and forty fifty people in this area.

Moreover, many people who have just passed are still walking in.

audition sound...

guitar sound...

Erhu sound...

Waist drum sound...

Messy sounds filled the space to the brim.

"interesting…"

Qin Chu sat on the ponytail and looked at everyone with great interest.

champion…

runner up…

Top Ten Players…

Top twenty players.

Almost all showed up.

Although the timeline is a little earlier, it does not affect this group of people who love music at all.

Qin Chu stared at Yang Zhuoma and sighed at the exotic style of Tibetan girls.

time flies…

Many people have already obtained the promotion qualifications, and at the same time, the staff also came to notify Qin Chu to wait.

Come outside the studio.

Qin Chu gently pushed open the big iron gate, and a familiar figure came into view.

"Do you know? I have a great program on the radio."

Zeng Xiaoxian introduced himself to the camera like a fool.

"Uh..." Qin Chu was speechless, feeling that Lisa regretted inviting him over.

Chapter 396: The young man is as wonderful as jade, and his temperament is really excellent

"Qin Chu?"

Zeng Xiaoxian had had enough fun, turned his head and looked a little surprised.

"Are you number seven?"

Qin Chu nodded and said nothing, carrying or hugging many musical instruments.

It can't be said to be very dazzling, but it can only be said to be too fucking rich.

"lute…"

"Guzheng..."

"Suona?!"

Zeng Xiaoxian said in shock: "Oh, I'll go!"

"Qin Chu, are you going to send the teacher away?!"

"Huh?" Qin Chu said speechlessly: "So, do you have to use suona for funerals?"

"if not?"

Zeng Xiaoxian said with a serious face: "Do you remember when Uncle Zhang left next door?"

"Several suona sounds almost sent the whole iPartment away."

"As a subordinate of the street, I don't know how much I have charged for complaints..."

1 minutes…

2 minutes…

Under Zeng Xiaoxian's narration.

Qin Chu probably has a clear understanding of the concept of suona and various national quintessences of ordinary people in this era.

suona...

If it's not a funeral, it won't ring if it's not a fairy.

actually…

Before the waiting room, Qin Chu also studied the songs of this world.

It's safe to say that.

Looking at the entire music scene, there is not even a single song related to suona.

Many folk music masters make a living.

You can only lower your face and go to a wedding and funeral etiquette company, or become a street performer.

Even so, the masters of folk music have to wait for God to reward them with food. How many weddings and funerals can there be?

Why so far?

In the eyes of most people, their own things just don't work.

Opera, folk music, and cross talk are only heard by old antiques in wheelchairs.

What is the trend?

That must be the coquettishness of the Hanming Kingdom, the Japanese pirates' menswear culture!

boy...

girl…

Either wear earrings, dye yellow hair, and put on beautiful makeup when you get up early.

Either put on the music of squawking, and dance on the white and gray bag.

People are more and more pursuing new ideas, not caring about their minds, becoming more and more curious about new things, and old things become more and more blurred in memory.

and…

This kind of discrimination against one's own culture is not limited to folks.

In the programs of various satellite TVs, ethnic things are always at the bottom. If the director says a word, everyone has to make way for Hallyu stars.

How hateful?

How sad?

The hard work of most of my life is no match for others singing and dancing rap.

this way...

Why is opera not dead?

Why does folk music not die?

That's the quintessence of the country!Things left by the ancestors!

Foreigners know about protection, so why don't you just don't want it?

and so…

Just as Qin Chu was immersed in his thoughts.

A pretty boy with small eyes came out of the studio.

"Mr. Qin?"

"I've advanced!"

Liangzai hugged Qin Chu directly to celebrate without saying a word.

"Are you happy—"

"Huh?" Qin Chu came back to his senses, and pushed him away without hesitation.

What does your advancement have to do with me? Hug me to celebrate.

"Hey!"

Zeng Xiaoxian said in displeasure: "Contestant No. 006, Li Ronghao, please pay attention to the influence!"

"fine…"