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Chapter 111

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His applause woke everyone up.

More and more people stood up, offering the most enthusiastic applause of the day.

An artistic masterpiece! This is the true artistic masterpiece!

Being lucky enough to hear such a piece today, I truly have no regrets even if I die!

Huh? Why did I say die?

On stage, Su Meng shook his head with slight regret.

Today is an indoor performance, I have to say, the soundproofing of the concert hall is really good!

If this were outdoors, and it attracted a hundred birds to dance, that would be spectacular!

But that’s not right either, if so many birds came, would the cleaning lady be furious about the bird poop?

For a moment, Su Meng’s thoughts had drifted off to who knows where.

Xiao Ying ran onto the stage, her eyes full of admiration.

"Mr. Su, you are truly amazing!"

"Can you introduce this 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' to us?"

Su Meng laughed and took the microphone.

"'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' is a suona solo piece, with three sections, I’m sure everyone heard it."

"The first section is 'Falling Phoenix', the phoenix is about to pass away, and the hundred birds come to mourn, used for performances after someone passes away."

"The second section is 'Nirvana', the phoenix is reborn from the fire, and the hundred birds celebrate, used for performances when a child is one month old."

"The third section is 'Harmony', the phoenix is about to take flight, and the hundred birds pay homage, used for performances at weddings."

"So this piece, from birth to death, can accompany a person’s entire life."

"This is the legendary... one suona for a lifetime."

At the venue and in the livestream room, countless people were instantly not okay.

So my whole life, I can't get away from this one suona?

Xiao Ying tilted her head and thought for a moment, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Mr. Su, I only heard the phoenix as king and the hundred birds crying, I really didn't think that much."

Su Meng smiled, his tone carrying a bit of mockery.

"You’re young, it’s normal that you can't fully understand."

"There’s an old saying, when you first hear the suona, you don't understand the meaning, when you hear it again, you’re already in the coffin."

What?

At the venue and in the livestream room, it suddenly became dead silent.

When you first hear the suona, you don't understand the meaning, when you hear it again, you’re already in the coffin?

Then I seem to have... really understood it just now...

Amidst the silence, Su Meng slowly raised the suona in his hand.

"Now, I want to ask everyone a question!"

"Who still thinks the suona is... rustic?"

"Who still thinks folk music is... rustic?"

"Now, I want to ask everyone a question!"

"Who still thinks the suona is... rustic?"

"Who still thinks folk music is... rustic?"

As soon as Su Meng said this, everyone at the venue and in the livestream room was stunned.

After today’s audiovisual feast, who would still think the suona is rustic? Who would still think folk music is rustic?

It’s awesome, isn't it?

Su Meng smiled, his voice softening.

"I like folk music, but I don't reject Western music either, there is no conflict between the two."

"I play the suona, the guzheng, and the erhu, but I can also play the piano and the violin."

"They are all musical instruments, there is no distinction between high and low."

"If you like it, listen to it and learn it; if you don't like it, throw it aside."

"What’s the big deal?"

"Some people play the piano in a concert hall, some people play the suona at a grave."

"Everyone is earning money with their skills, why look down on others?"

His words made many people silent, but many also frowned.

Although theoretically, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong.

But these words...

At the Deyun Society, Uncle Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"This kid, he really can't keep things in his heart."

"This time, he’s made a lot of people unable to sit still."

Guo Dagang nodded instead.

"The logic is correct, and the perspective is clear."

"Your little junior brother has ability and his own opinions, his future is limitless."

Uncle Yu laughed.

"That’s only if he can get past this hurdle."

"During this time, the little junior brother has a lot of fame and traffic, but his foundation is thin, so he has become a piece of fat meat in the eyes of many people."

"If it weren't for the Master holding things up, just in the crosstalk world, I’m afraid some people would have had crooked thoughts."

Guo Dagang shook his head and suddenly started singing.

"If you talk about closeness, the audience is close, the audience and the actors are heart to heart~~~"

"This kid has good audience appeal, everyone likes him."

"As long as he firmly grasps the audience, his roots will be stable."

"Didn't our Deyun Society come through the same way back then?"

Uncle Yu nodded and suddenly smiled again.

"That’s true, but since he’s our little junior brother, we should help where we can."

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything understood without words.

"Hiss..."

In the Star Sea Culture office, Boss Yang gasped, her whole body numb.

I just came back to be your agent, and you’re giving me such a big problem?

If you were just playing a few folk music pieces, that wouldn't be anything.

But you’re trying to raise folk music to the height of Western music.

You have to know, in the current landscape, the status of Western music is high and mighty.

Now you want to pull them off the altar, how many people will you offend?

My life is so bitter.

How did I end up with this little bastard?

But, at critical moments, I, the professional agent, have to step in!

Boss Yang pondered for a moment and took out her phone...

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