Jiang Kewei looked at the name and couldn't help but raise his thick and thick eyebrows.

The name is quite impressive.

After a few minutes, they couldn't stand it anymore.

One by one, those walking around could no longer hold back any longer. Seeing this, Jiang Kewei waved his hand.

"Stop looking, let's go, get your own guy and try it out on the spot."

This reminded Ruan Mingyue, who was still immersed in the music score. She immediately touched her palms and walked back quickly without caring about her grace.

"Our folk band also wants to give it a try..."

As soon as he arrived outside, he suddenly remembered something and turned around. He didn't care about bumping into other Xi Le colleagues and rushed in front of Jiang Ao. His smile was no longer cold, but a bit silly.

"Well, Miss Jiang, please give me the score of "Zhenhai". Thank you."

("Zhenhai" is actually "The Tribulation of the World")

Jiang Gao smiled, took a few copies of the sheet music of "Steel Torrent" and handed over the rest. Ruan Mingyue took it and rushed out without saying a word.

Jiang Ao and Jiang Chenyin looked at them like this, smiled at each other, and slowly walked to the concert hall.

They didn't call everyone, only one from each of the string section, wind section, and percussion section. As the top group of people in the field of this musical instrument in China, even for a piece that had never been rehearsed before , they can also have some tacit understanding.

There was just a slight dispute over which piece to try out first.

"Our folk music has not come to live for so long, why can't we be allowed to come first?"

"Hey, just wait a little longer."

Finally, they all looked at the creator—Jiang Ao.

Jiang Gao was stared at by these wolf-like eyes, and he nodded gently to Ruan Mingyue.

"Let's let "Zhenhai" come first."

Ms. Ruan, who had been given priority, looked provocatively at a circle of colleagues studying Western music, and then called to several colleagues from the folk band behind her, "It's finally our turn to perform."

There was a bit of exclamation in the proud words.

Then the flute sounded, as loud as the phoenix's cry.

There is a pipa in the front and a ruan in the back, an erhu on the left and a dulcimer on the right, with the guzheng in the middle.

The first section is the first to grab the attention, and the second time the suona is added, it is even more unrivaled.

The folk music instruments are used to create a majestic and majestic feeling that is not inferior to that of Western music. It sounds like a dragon crossing the sea and a phoenix mingling in the sky, which is exactly what the name of the music is - "Zhenhai"

It is not my intention to be granted the title of Marquis, but I hope the sea will be peaceful.

After the song ended, the group leaders who played Western music shook their heads and laughed: "I originally wanted to try "Zhenhai" with Western music, but now it seems that I don't need to."

"Yes, this piece should be played with folk music by nature."

"That doesn't work, what if?"

Although these three murmurs were small, they were still loud in the concert hall. Ruan Mingyue immediately stared at the two of them and warned: "Don't make any plans for "Zhenhai"."

The team leaders didn't even put down their instruments. They raised their hands to express surrender. One held a violin, another a French horn, and the remaining one raised one hand.

"Sister Ruan, it's hard to hold my cello..."

Only then did Ruan Mingyue move her "cold" eyes away from him. The others who had not spoken were now completely mute, especially the chubby man playing the drum. He had to lift such a big drum. So exhausted.

You must know that even though Ruan Mingyue is a folk musician, she can play Ruan to perfection and has a classical temperament. But when she gets angry, no one in the entire orchestra can match her, not even Jiang Kewei can calm her down.

"Okay, okay, let's play the next song quickly."

Seeing the atmosphere, Jiang Kewei hurriedly came out to talk to Xini. After several group leaders sat down in their proper seats, the door of the concert hall was suddenly pushed open a crack. Everyone looked over and a young lady was pushed in.

"Hey, I told you to stop pushing."

Then he looked at the lady with more than 20 pairs of eyes and smiled awkwardly: "We were attracted by the sound of your performance."

Ruan Mingyue looked at the group of people who had squeezed in from behind, raised her eyelids and chuckled, "Let's see why all the guys are brought here? These are all trumpets and trombones."

The leading lady took out a flute from her clothes, "We just want to listen first as a sign of respect..."

Seeing this, what else don’t you understand?

Several group leaders quickly greeted their group members, and soon a small concert was formed, with each group having two or three members.

Jiang Ao looked at these living treasures and hid in the dark, giving them more room to show off, but her beauty in the dark was even more attractive, and everyone noticed it, but her quality allowed them to get to where they should be first. .

After all, imagination is just imagination. When the "March of Steel Torrent" was played, the entire area where the orchestra was located fell silent.

What does it mean that dark clouds are threatening to overwhelm the city, and what does it mean that the storm is about to come and the building is full of wind?

This is!

Just the first paragraph directly captured everyone's heart, with passion and chills standing on end!

Jiang Kewei suppressed his excitement, picked up the baton and waved it with great vigor. The members of the string section were already red with excitement, and the wind section still had to play, but their eyes were shining.

At the end of the song, several members of the folk band took the lead in applauding. Ruan Mingyue praised sourly: "This song is so good!" But she knew that this song was not suitable for folk music performance.

The performance style of these two pieces of music was destined from the moment they were born. It was such a pity that she could not play this piece of music.

Jiang Kewei ignored others and looked directly at Jiang Ao, "This is a real military music!"

"You are such a genius!"

"I'm afraid the Army's mouth will burst with laughter this time."

Jiang Gao smiled slightly and said calmly: "The torrent of steel is not only for the army, but also for all soldiers in China."

This sentence silenced the audience for another two seconds. Two seconds later, the people present spontaneously applauded.

When these two songs were recorded and sent to the Army and Navy, this sentence was also sent there.

Geng Yuan, the leader of the military band who was responsible for reviewing the music, heard the report from his subordinates and said, "Let me hear whether this music can bear the name "Steel Torrent"..."

It was a coincidence that another old colleague happened to be in the same office. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Let me listen to it."

"Huh, I can't do without you, an old guy."

As he said that, he clicked on the computer to download the file and turned the volume to the maximum. Two seconds later, the three people present straightened their spines. Three minutes later...

"How can this be considered an ordinary BGM? This should be performed at the National Center for the Performing Arts and the Central Gala! It's so unfair!"

"Jiang Ao, right? Jiang Ao, ask her if she has any idea of ​​joining the Army Art Troupe?"

"No, no, no, I want the score to be sent directly to the military band. We will perform this during the Chinese New Year this year!"

Geng Yuan gave three orders in a row. Before his subordinates could answer, he heard his colleagues say: "What's going on? Why did you join the Army Art Troupe? Where do you put my navy?"

"And this "March of Steel Torrent" must be counted among our navy!"

Hearing these shameless words, Geng Yuan's eyes widened, "You old guy, that second song "Zhenhai" must also be counted as part of the army!"

"Listen, this is called "Zhenhai", how can it have anything to do with you!"

No matter how the two quarreled, they both quickly sent the music to their editors and operators. After the last time, didn't they understand what it meant to strike first and gain the upper hand?

So less than an hour later, the official accounts of the Army and Navy released the video almost simultaneously. It was on the hot search list on Xunyin Weibo and other websites that day.

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