Chapter 402 I want to play Erhu

"Why!"

Seeing the people around him making noise, even one or two Nobel Prize winners followed suit, there was no way, Hu Yibao could only sigh deeply and nod helplessly.

"All right!"

"I'll pick one."

"However, I hope everyone can keep quiet because it will disturb others."

Hu Yibao just finished speaking.

The scene suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at Hu Yibao expectantly.

Just one of the mobile phone lenses was aimed at Hu Yibao.

Hu Yibao could only helplessly make a decision.

Hu Yibao turned to Academician Zhang Yi and said, "Academician Zhang, can you lend me the erhu?"

"Of course there is no problem!" Academician Zhang Yi agreed readily. He had never doubted Hu Yibao's erhu playing ability.

Academician Zhang Yi is very curious about what kind of erhu song a person who can play "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" to the extreme.

After taking the erhu, Hu Yibao looked at everyone around him and said, "The erhu song I will play next is called "Erquan Yingyue".

This is a erhu song rewarded by the system. Hu Yibao has never performed it in front of others, so this time it is also considered its debut.

"Erquan Yingyue?" Academician Zhang Yi murmured in his heart. He had never heard of this song before. Then he thought, "It should be Teacher Hu, his own Erhu song."

Academician Zhang Yi was also very impressed by Hu Yibao's musical achievements.

Opposite the door.

Zach saw that the scene became quiet and no one spoke, his expression calmed down slightly. Then he turned around and prepared to close the door and continue the last meeting before the performance of the band members of the [Morning Light].

At this time.

A erhu sound came from the opposite side and penetrated into Zach's ears.

The desolate music seemed to pierce into his soul in an instant, making Zach, the captain [Chenxi], who has been called the "music prodigy" since childhood, unable to help but feel that his soul trembled slightly in an instant.

His movements on the door handle stopped.

The sound of the erhu gradually arose, and a sad and painful feeling gradually arises from the heart. This is an emotional resonance. Even people who do not understand music can feel an unparalleled desolation in the sound of the erhu.

Zach's expression gradually became more shocked.

“This kind of music…”

"In what tragic situations do we have to create it."

"Also, Hu Yibao's musical performance has actually reached this level!"

As a music prodigy, Zach has a good understanding of world musical instruments. He has also joined the erhu of China in his band performance, and the other party is also a world-class erhu master.

But in terms of erhu playing skills, it is absolutely impossible to compare with Hu Yibao. This is an existence that is almost like a god.

At least Zach sounds like this at this time.

Unparalleled, genius work.

Not only Zach, but everyone in the [Dawn Light] band is already in the sorrowful "Erquan Yingyue". Some unpleasant memories surge out of their minds, and a little sadness gradually appears in their expressions.

They have never heard such sad music that makes people's souls exaggerated.

They listened quietly.

Everyone around Hu Yibao also gradually changed their emotions.

Silence, speechlessness, sadness.

Become the main tone of the backstage of the Nobel Prize Awards Ceremony at this moment.

At the end of the last long tail tune of Erhu, Hu Yibao came back to his senses from the play of "Erquan Yingyue" and looked up at the quiet surroundings.

Everyone had sad expressions, but their expressions were different.

Someone closed his eyes and tears had already slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Someone stared at the ceiling in a daze, his eyes were red.

Some people looked hesitant and stared at the air in a daze.

Hu Yibao didn't bother them, all of this was because he played so well.

"Erquan Yingyue" is originally a song of infinite sadness, and coupled with the fact that he has reached the level of the god of Erhu, with the blessing of this "buff", everyone who hears this song feels the emotions in the music, and being in the scene is simply a trivial idea.

However, the silence was quickly broken.

An excited shout came from outside.

"Mr. Hu!!"

"Mr. Hu!"

"I am Zach, the captain of the band [Chenxi] who is responsible for the live music performance of the Nobel Prize Awards. Can I meet each other?"

The shouting made everyone at the scene come to their senses, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Hu Yibao again.

"Smack!"

Warm applause immediately rang around Hu Yibao, and it lasted for a long time.

"I have never heard such sad music. Just now, I seemed to feel my spirit and entered a special space, which was very desolate. I stood there alone." James said to Hu Yibao excitedly.

He believes that Hu Yibao's "Erquan Yingyue" just now successfully brought him into a spiritual world.

This is an experience never before.

This allowed him to gain more inspiration in literary creation.

Lawrence used his hand that was red because of the applause, grabbed Hu Yibao's hand and said excitedly.

"Mr. Hu, your talent in music really makes me amazed."

"It was no longer an auditory feast, but also a kind of spiritual nectar. I haven't had music for a long time, so it moved me."

He didn't expect that Hu Yibao was not only as magical as the suona, but also as the erhu could be so full of aura.

At this moment, Hu Yibao has become the incarnation of the God of Music in Lawrence's eyes.

At the same time, his curiosity about Chinese culture has reached a peak that he has never seen before.

The other Nobel Prize winners and the people on the scene were also not stingy with their praise for Hu Yibao.

"Just listening to "Erquan Yingyue" just now was a wonderful journey."

“I’ve never heard such good music.”

"Is this the Chinese musical instrument Erhu? Just two strings can make such sad music."

"The Moon of Erquan Yingyue, I just felt like I was sitting in front of a jar of spring water, with a bright moon above my head, listening alone to the sound of the spring water."

"Mr. Hu, you are definitely a musician in the world!"

Praise is increasing.

Everyone looked at Hu Yibao with excitement.

Most of the people who can work as waiters and security at the Nobel Prize Ceremony are middle-class elites in Europe, and have been influenced by music since childhood.

The appreciation ability is naturally extraordinary.

At this time, the sound that started to sound became louder outside the crowd.

"Mr. Hu, I want to be your student!"

"I want to play the erhu!!"
Chapter completed!