Chapter 313 The Mysterious Guest Behind the Curtain

In the hearts of most ordinary viewers, it is unbelievable that the five thousand years of musical heritage of our vast country is not as deep as the heritage of these small countries.

How is that possible!

But everyone has overlooked one issue: if we only look at cultural inheritance, China’s music inheritance accumulated over thousands of years is of course a vast treasure like the sea. However, most of this treasure was destroyed and robbed in the turmoil a hundred years ago. What is left is either the dregs that the bandits despise, or there are only a few fish that slipped through the net.

As for the elite part, almost all of them have fled abroad.

Especially in countries such as Fuso and Indonesia, a large number of people are obsessed with Chinese culture, even to the point of madness.

They have been studying traditional Chinese culture for generations.

From music, chess, calligraphy and painting, to poetry and songs; from etiquette, justice, integrity, to clothing, they spent a lot of effort studying them. Spend your whole life and indulge in it.

And it was fruitful.

That's why a certain Chinese expert lamented: "If we want to study the orthodox Chinese cultural heritage, it is useless at home. We can only go to countries such as Fusang or Indonesia, where the most orthodox Chinese heritage can be found."

These words.

How sad.

Especially worth mentioning are:

These outsiders who study various cultural traditions of China only have reverence and obsession with ancient Chinese civilization. But there is a great prejudice against us today.

This is why they were so aggressive at this time's "Oriental Traditional Music and Culture Festival".

On TV.

Sukarno stared at Zhao Shu with bright eyes.

He had a faint smile on his face, but there was murderous intent hidden deep in his eyes.

Obviously, as long as Zhao Shu said something he disagreed with, he would be attacked with his sharpest words, making Zhao Shu and the delegation behind him embarrassed in front of the screen.

Zhao Shu stood there. Although his heart was ups and downs, the expression on his face gradually calmed down. He looked at Sukarno who looked proud and said in a deep voice: "Okay!"

Wang Mo is right, since there is no way to retreat, then why bother?

They can fail in communication, but they cannot lose their spine.

Upon hearing that, Zhao Shu agreed without much hesitation.

A trace of surprise flashed in Sukarno's eyes, but he immediately laughed: "It seems that Mr. Zhao is very confident. Very good, it seems that I am looking forward to this exchange competition a little bit, so it will be interesting. I am now officially Announcement: I, Sukarno from Indonesia, will represent our country in the exchange of guqin.

In addition, I would like to announce another rule: this time, the contestants from both sides of our competition can only play their own original songs. Because only by playing original compositions can one show one's true talent on such an instrument. Of course, you can also just show your playing skills, but you can only get a maximum of five points out of ten. "

Hearing Sukarno's words, the entire scene, including the audience, trembled in their hearts.

Many viewers even exclaimed in surprise.

"Original song?"

"Oh my god, is it so exciting?"

"It's not easy to be able to play these classical instruments, and you also need to create original music. Then there aren't many people who can do it, right?"

"Can't you just play?"

"This guy looks very confident."

"..."

Zhao Shu's expression suddenly changed.

He did not expect that Sukarno would add another perverted condition.

Sukarno, although few people in China have heard of this person's name. But in the minds of those who really study classical music, this name is very familiar.

This person has been exposed to guqin since he was a child. When he was ten years old, his grandfather brought him to China to participate in guqin performances. He amazed everyone the first time.

Next, Sukarno further improved his guqin skills and composed several classic guqin pieces. To this day, this person's achievements in Guqin are ranked first and unparalleled.

If this person wants to compete with Hua Xia in playing guqin, maybe there is someone from Hua Xia who can force a fight.

But better than original music.

To be honest, no one is qualified.

Just when he was anxious.

On the representative side of the small country, someone stood up again.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties from Fuso Country. He glanced at Zhao Shu lightly, bowed and said politely: "I, Fuso Country Igawa Ichino, will represent our country to participate in the exchange of guzheng with your country."

Another tough opponent.

Ikawa Ichino's achievements in guzheng are also among the best in the world today. This person had been looking for guzheng masters all over China for a long time. He humbly learned guzheng skills, and his humble attitude was commendable. He allowed several old guzheng students in China to impart their knowledge to him. Unexpectedly, today the tiger breeder showed his true colors.

"Made, a wolf that is not well-raised."

Zhao Shu cursed secretly and sighed in his heart.

then.

Representatives from other countries stepped forward one after another.

"I, Pu Bangzi, will represent Bangzi in the pipa performance."

"I, Basong, will represent the Kingdom of Siam in participating in the exchange of bamboo flutes."

"I, Emilio, will participate in the exchange of Erhu."

"I, Zhao Mengchuan..."

"I……"

"I……"

In almost every country, one or two people stood up.

Everyone is proficient in an instrument.

at once.

In the studio, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is not a traditional music festival for exchanges between countries? This is clearly a case of more than a dozen countries uniting to challenge us on traditional music!

Eleven countries, encircle and suppress us!

On the Chinese side, everyone in the delegation could no longer sit still. Everyone stood up from their seats with extremely ugly expressions.

Facing the alliance of the eleven countries, they had almost no chance of winning.

It can even be said that if countries such as Fuso and Indonesia are taken out alone, they may not be able to win each other, let alone if these countries unite.

"Damn it!"

"These people did it on purpose!"

"We fought them hard."

"..."

The traditional musicians of the Chinese delegation knew that they had no way out, and their eyes changed from worry at the beginning to determination.

Because Wang Mo voted for Doujia, the number of viewers watching the eleven episodes has gradually increased.

Everyone just turned on the TV and saw this scene.

at once.

Many people are angry and angry.

"Rebellion against them!"

"Are you going to fight us against one against many? Who is afraid of whom?"

"Let them see how powerful I am, Yangyang Huaxia."

"..."

However, only some viewers who knew the details became uneasy.

"They came prepared."

"There is a high probability that we are not opponents, and we are in trouble now."

"When it comes to traditional music, we are really not as good as each other."

"Yes, especially Fuso Country, it is far beyond us in terms of traditional music."

"Oh, it's a pity that most of the people don't know about this and think we can win."

"Really lost?"

"There is a high probability that we will lose."

"What should we do? This is an official live broadcast. If we lose, will we still have any shame?"

"My skills are inferior to others, what can I do?"

"..."

Regardless of whether they were viewers who didn't know the truth or people who knew the inside story, after seeing this, everyone unanimously posted the matter online.

[We are under siege by eleven countries]

[Is China’s traditional music looked down upon? 】

[How dare Fuso Country dare to challenge us on traditional music? 】

【Angry! Eleven small countries dare to fight with us]

Netizens are all talented people, probably all from the UC department, and their titles are more eye-catching than the last.

at once.

I don’t know how many netizens who were idle in the first place came here following the taste.

Turned on the TV.

Tuned to eleven channels.

Then...the indignation began!

And then...continue to promote it on the Internet.

And so on.

So, unknowingly, the ratings of Eleven Channels, a channel that people usually want to delete, began to slowly climb.

Of course, no one knew about this at the show.

It's a good thing I didn't know about this.

Otherwise Zhao Shu would probably be able to emo, but he chose eleven sets just to avoid the general public and to minimize the exposure of the "Oriental Traditional Music and Culture Festival".

He originally thought that the ratings of the eleven episodes were already very low, and the people who liked this program were all old people over sixty. I guess they wouldn’t be interested if they saw the music festival. As a result, there is a high probability that not many people will watch the show at all.

But he never dreamed that Wang Mo's bastard would invest 100,000 yuan in short videos for eleven sets of promotional programs.

All right.

The truth is, it’s actually more than 100,000.

Just now, Wang Mo felt that the popularity of the show was still too low, so he added another hundred thousand dollars.

Now, it’s 200,000 yuan.

…

On stage.

Eleven countries sent a total of almost twenty representatives to participate in the exchange competition.

Everyone is a well-known presence in the field of classical music.

Seeing this lineup, Zhao Shu felt bitter in his heart.

There's no comparison.

There's no comparison at all.

But now that the matter has come to this, we can only bite the bullet.

soon.

Sukarno was the first to stand up and came to the center of the stage. He smiled and said: "Seeing that your country has no intention of taking the initiative to play first. Then let me introduce some ideas. The boy is not talented. He just composed a guqin song recently. , called "Volcano Burning Love", please give me your advice."

After speaking, he made a standard greeting gesture in Chinese etiquette.

Not long after, several staff members brought out a guqin, as well as tables and chairs for performance from behind the scenes.

After setting up the microphones for amplification, the staff walked off the stage.

Sukarno, who was dressed in traditional Chinese clothing, bowed slightly to the audience, and then slowly sat on the stool.

There was silence at the scene.

Even Zhao Shu and others showed focused eyes.

Everyone wants to know what kind of guqin music Sukarno composed that made him so confident.

"Ding~~~"

Sukarno played the piano with both hands, and a beautiful melody flowed from his fingertips.

Soon, the melody changed from melodious at the beginning to high pitch and passion. It was as if a volcano that had been dormant for a long time began to erupt, glowing with brilliant fire and activating the heat wave in people's hearts.

The sound of guqin ripples in the studio.

Many people nodded secretly.

"It's really good."

"sounds so good."

"Sukarno's accomplishments on the guqin are truly terrifying."

"..."

Two or three minutes later.

Sukarno's performance finally ended.

The scene was silent for a moment before warm applause broke out.

Even the Chinese delegation also applauded. Although they were unwilling to give up, they still had to admit that Sukarno's performance this time was of extremely high standard.

In particular, this original Guqin song "Volcano Burning Love" has a profound artistic conception and is truly a rare work.

The applause stopped.

Sukarno stood up and looked at the Chinese delegation with a smile: "My performance is over, now it's your country's turn."

Zhao Shu nodded.

But he didn't turn around because he didn't know who he should send out.

Whoever sends will lose...

In the face of Sukarno's powerful strength, no one can compete with this man.

Some people had angry faces and wanted to stand up and recommend themselves, but without the words of the person in charge, Zhao Shu, they could only stand there unwillingly, with their chests heaving violently.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

"Ha ha."

Sukarno's eyes flashed and he was about to taunt.

suddenly.

I saw a burst of guqin sound coming from behind the curtain on the side.

The sound of the piano is lingering.

Brush gently.

It sounded a little abrupt, but it soon became natural.

Just a few melodies instantly stunned the Chinese delegation and the representatives of the eleven countries.

Because the melody of the guqin is so melodious, so clear, and so refreshing.

With just a few simple moves, Sukarno's performance was completely suppressed.

Both of them make a judgment.

What shocked them even more.

They have never heard this melody before!

"What kind of guqin music is this?"

"how come?"

"I haven't heard of it!"

"Where did it come from?"

"Who is playing? Warming up the loneliness?"

"???"

Everyone was shocked and looked blankly behind the tightly covered curtain. (End of chapter)