Bring your child to a variety show? Daughter: He is truly my living father!

Xiao Yang was very devoted to the suona.

The music became sadder and sadder.

It was time to sit down and eat.

No one in the audience was thinking about the food on the table.

A variety of dishes were neatly placed on the table, steaming.

The mist was like a wisp of soul.

It told the life of Old Li.

Everyone, in the sound of the suona,

entered a state of numbness or deep sadness.

This was a wonderful performance.

Someone filmed it and posted it online,

Xiao Yang once again became a hot search.

Yizhiyan platform.

The clip of Xiao Yang playing the suona quickly climbed from the bottom of the hot search to the top.

The program director's studio.

Director Wang picked up the phone that had been ringing.

The voice on the other end was a familiar voice of Yizhiyan.

"Hahaha, Director Wang, congratulations."

"Where did you find such a talented young man? This is on the hot search again. This natural water traffic will save you a lot of marketing costs."

"Oh~ I called to tell you that the video on the hot search is not very clear. It looks like it was shot with a mobile phone. Your program team should upload a clearer clip."

Director Wang hung up the phone in a hurry.

Only then did he come to his senses. He just listened to the song.

Forgot the serious things.

This overwhelming traffic must bring their program team.

He quickly ordered his men to edit the full version of the video quickly.

Release it on major platforms.

Whether he can buy a villa by the sea depends on Xiao Yang's wave.

Ten minutes later.

Xiao Yang's figure appeared on all major platforms on the Internet.

Even those who are not interested in baby variety shows.

Hearing Xiao Yang playing this song "Filial Piety First" with suona, you have to stop and watch it.

——"Fuck, what's going on? It makes me recall all the painful things in my life."

——"I know a little about music. This guy can play the suona really well. It's full of emotions and rich layers. It's not just about the loud sound."

——"How is this variety show for children written, "My Dad is Superman"? Are variety shows so big now? Taking children to the funeral hall to play the suona?"

——"The person above, you misunderstood. This is not arranged by the program team. The fathers of the other three groups are all normal, but this post-00s father behaves in a variety of ways. But it's quite interesting. I'm following it. It's good to watch!"

——"The person above, I'm also watching this variety show. I like this group of post-00s fathers and naughty little lolita a little bit now."

This video of Xiao Yang quickly occupied the top of major short videos, portal websites, and hot searches.

It also shocked the music industry.

Especially the circle of Chinese traditional musical instruments.

Teachers' Building of Huaxia Conservatory of Music.

A living room with simple decoration.

Mr. Zheng placed his fingers on the armrest of the mahogany chair and tapped them gently.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, he nodded slowly as the suona played.

This old man is known as a living fossil of traditional Chinese musical instruments.

He is proficient in many traditional Chinese musical instruments.

Among them, the best one is the suona.

He often represents China and tours around the world with traditional orchestras.

He occasionally holds solo concerts.

It's a pity that

Nowadays, young people learn Western piano, violin, cello...

Or the popular guitar, bass, drum set...

Almost no young people are willing to learn traditional Chinese musical instruments.

Especially the suona, everyone feels it is rustic.

Only at weddings and funerals in the countryside can you hear a few suona sounds.

But even so, most of the people who play the suona are elderly people in the countryside.

There is a big age gap.

If these elderly people die one after another.

Then this musical instrument, which has been passed down in China for thousands of years, will be completely lost.

But today.

Finally!

In a video on the Internet, I saw a young and handsome guy playing the suona.

Mr. Deng has been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

Finally, a young man saw this kind of instrument.

Opened his eyes again.

Tears shone in his eyes.

And what surprised him was.

This young man named Xiao Yang not only plays the suona.

And he plays it very well!

Even more than him, the emotional level of his performance is richer!

The sound of Xiao Yang's suona floats in the air, as if telling an ancient story.

The sad and desolate tone makes people moved.

It seems that all the sorrows are confessed.

Like crying and complaining, like a dream.

Mr. Zheng usually plays festive songs such as "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" in concerts.

It has been a long time since I played such a sad song.For a moment, he wanted to exchange ideas with Xiao Yang, his friend.

On the scene.

Xiao Yang had already finished playing several songs in one breath.

Even the other musicians in the band beside him were amazed.

They have been in this industry for so many years.

I have never seen a suona player with such a good lung capacity and such a steady breath.

He played several songs in one breath without taking a breath.

Young people are just in good health.

It seems that these old men need to take a break.

But none of their descendants are willing to take over their jobs.

If they don't do it, there will be no band for weddings and funerals in the future.

This tradition is about to be lost.

At this time.

Uncle Li looked at the villagers in the dam with sad faces.

Even the prepared banquet was almost cold, and no one picked up the chopsticks.

He hurried to the stage and whispered to Xiao Yang.

"Little brother, stop playing!"

Xiao Yang put down the suona and rubbed his cheeks.

"What?"

"Have you found other suona musicians?"

Uncle Li was also at a loss for words.

He didn't expect that this seemingly unreliable young man in front of him could play so well.

This effect was not what he wanted.

Uncle Li quickly apologized with a smile: "Yeah~"

"Found it, found it, on the way, and will be there soon~"

"Little brother, thank you~"

"Thanks to you for saving the day today, this is a little gift, you keep it."

As he said that, he took out a 1,000 yuan red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Xiao Yang's pocket.

For helping out at such a wedding or funeral, the red envelope cannot be refused.

Of course I have to accept it.

Xiao Yang put it in his pocket without hesitation.

Then he said, "Brother Li, I'm not doing this for money."

Uncle Li: "???"

Xiao Yang smiled and pointed at Xiao Xiao beside him: "I want to bring my daughter to a feast."

Uncle Li patted his head: "Oh, little brother, this is what I should do, what I should do~"

He said, and took Xiao Yang, Xiao Xiao, and the photographer to a table.

He said enthusiastically: "You are welcome, eat and drink well!"

"If you need anything, come to me."

He turned around and went back to work.

At this time.

The sound of the suona stopped, and the villagers recovered from the sad atmosphere.

They started to use their chopsticks.