Chapter 231

"Composer: Su Meng!"

"Pipa: Wan Yuyan, Principal Pipa of the Broadcast Folk Orchestra!"

"Conductor: Hu Qinghe, Director of the Broadcast Folk Orchestra!"

"Accompaniment: Broadcast Folk Orchestra"

A pipa concerto? Many were taken aback.

Qiao Qiao Tiancheng sat up straight at once, his interest instantly sparked.

Just now's "Grass on the Path" was pleasant, but not his style.

But this pipa concerto instantly revived his spirit.

Wan Yuyan is Bai Xiao Ling's sixth senior sister and Hu Zhengyuan's direct disciple, with peerless pipa technique.

This "Ambush from Ten Sides" is also a famed pipa piece specially chosen by Su Meng.

With this powerhouse combination, everyone was instantly plunged into the era of the Chu-Han Contention, a time of raging war.

Like a million-strong army with iron cavalry sweeping across the land, the momentum was majestic.

When the piece ended, thunderous applause erupted in the hall and livestream.

But they didn't know that even more thrilling performances were yet to come.

The Broadcast Folk Orchestra's ensemble "Joyful Joy," the Capital Folk Orchestra's erhu concerto "Horse Race," and the grand ensemble "Spring Festival Overture" came one after another, pushing the atmosphere to its peak.

Especially "Spring Festival Overture"—this piece is the most frequently performed Spring Festival tune, without exception.

Through the grand ensemble of top-tier folk orchestras, the Spring Festival atmosphere was instantly amplified.

In the office of the Yangshi Building, the middle-aged man's face was filled with agonizing indecision.

So many excellent pieces—how hard it was to choose!

Teacher, you gave me a hint but not the answer—this is too cryptic!

No wonder you can only be a dean…

…

Onstage, after "Spring Festival Overture" ended, many people walked up and began adjusting chair positions.

Is this… more to come?

Seeing more and more chairs and instruments on stage, many widened their eyes, their curiosity soaring.

The previous ensemble pieces had nearly reached the peak of large-scale ensemble performance.

But this setup now seemed even larger than before?

Soon, many musicians walked onstage and took their seats.

They filled the entire stage.

The audience below stirred with a faint murmur.

It looked like all members of the three folk orchestras would perform together?

Then what piece would come next?

Under the gaze of the crowd, Xiao Ying finally stepped onto the stage.

Her heart was also wildly excited, her voice trembling slightly.

"Next, please enjoy the final piece of tonight's concert!"

The final piece? Many only then realized, with shock, that the concert had quietly drawn near its end?

Would the next performance be tonight's true grand finale?

"Please enjoy the suona concerto 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix'!"

"Composer: Su Meng!"

"Suona: Su Meng!"

"Conductor: Hu Zhengyuan, Director of the Folk Music Department, Capital Music Academy!"

"Accompaniment: Capital Folk Orchestra, Broadcast Folk Orchestra, Magic Capital Folk Orchestra!"

Upon hearing this lineup, many knowledgeable listeners erupted in astonishment.

Who is Hu Zhengyuan? The towering patriarch of China's traditional music scene!

He was personally conducting?

And the accompaniment? All three of China's top folk orchestras together?

So many musicians… are they uniting to elevate Su Meng?

Many netizens in the livestream were utterly stunned.

Did I hear that right?

Isn't "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" a funeral piece?

Su Meng's first performance of this piece was on a grave!

Now this funeral piece is being staged in a concert hall?

And with such a lineup of virtuosos accompanying him?

Has the bar for funeral performances risen this high now?

Wait, you just gave us cheerful, festive tunes—we thought you'd finally mended your ways and weren't doing funerals today.

Who knew… funerals might be late, but they never miss?

…

Onstage, Su Meng held his suona and walked slowly with Hu Zhengyuan.

Today he wore a well-fitted Zhongshan suit, his upright posture and handsome face triggering a chorus of screams.

As Hu Zhengyuan raised his baton, "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" echoed through the concert hall.

Netizens were not unfamiliar with this piece of music.

Although Su Meng first played it on a grave, this tune did not seem to be one for funerals.

So one by one, they turned up the volume and listened carefully.

But what they never expected was this.

As a suona sound rang out, a sorrowful atmosphere slowly rose.

In the sound of the suona, countless people seemed to see the life of a phoenix nearing its end.

A ball of flame rose, enveloping the phoenix, as if burning away its lifespan.

In the sky, countless birds flew in, circling and dancing around that ball of flame, emitting various mournful cries.

It seemed as if they were mourning the phoenix.

Unknowingly, two streams of clear tears flowed down everyone's faces.

Sorrow arose spontaneously in their hearts.

In the live stream, countless netizens instantly broke down.

Compared to the first time, this tune seemed unchanged, but why did it suddenly feel so sorrowful?

Did you really make me use up the toilet paper I prepared?

Many subconsciously wanted to turn down the volume, but suddenly, the suona sound changed, and the scene before their eyes actually changed.

From within the flames, a young phoenix's cry suddenly rang out.

It was as if the phoenix had undergone nirvana and welcomed a new life.

With this phoenix cry, the cries of countless birds also became joyful, jointly celebrating the birth of a new life.

This is... nirvana?

This thought rose simultaneously in the hearts of countless people.

The birds' cries grew more and more joyful, and within that ball of flame, the young phoenix's cry became clearer and clearer, as if it were growing strong.

Not long after, that ball of flame suddenly shrank, and a beautiful phoenix spread its wings and flew out.

Countless birds surrounded it, circling, dancing, and singing joyfully.

The phoenix cried out, and countless birds cheered and sang in harmony for it.

At this moment, the phoenix was the center of the world!

At some point, the music had already stopped.

But in the venue and the live stream, everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception of the music, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

This... is this really that extremely rustic suona?

After a long while, Qiao Qiao Tiancheng suddenly stood up, looked seriously at the stage, and began to applaud with both hands.