Longing for Life: The Strongest Fresh Meat

“Teacher Xiao, do you want to come?”

When Xiao Yang heard this, he quickly waved his hand.

“I can’t, I studied screenwriting in college, and after graduating, I have been singing pop music, and I have never been exposed to folk music!”

Old Wang Wang Taili also shook his head.

“Don’t look at me, we’re both about the same.”

Teacher He turned his head to look at Huang Lei.

“Teacher Huang, do you want to come?”

Huang Lei hesitated, pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head.

“No, when I am older, folk music should be calm, and the requirements for breath are particularly high.”

“How about you come?”

Teacher Huang looked at He Yu and threw the burden back again.

Teacher He was directly dumbfounded.

“Teacher Huang, don’t be embarrassed for me, I can’t do it, or do you want to try it?”

Zeng Yi nodded and stood up.

“Oh, Chek, friends in the back, let me see your hands!”

“Poof!”

Zi Feng was the first to not hold back and laughed.

“Hahaha, Teacher Zeng, you are a DJ scene, Teacher Linghua wants to dance Mongolian dance!”

Peng Peng also laughed.

Teacher Zeng shook his head;

“I’m not good at folk music either!”

In the live broadcast room.

“Hahaha, die laughing! This Zeng Yi didn’t expect to be so funny! ”

“Me too, laughing to death!”

“But everyone can’t sing folk music, so Linghua will definitely not be able to dance now!”

“I’m afraid it’s a blind blessing!”

“Isn’t that right? What about the person who was clamoring to watch Jiang Han compose lyrics and music on the spot just now? Why don’t you talk anymore? ”

“Hehe, jumping beam clown.”

“……”

At the scene, several people stared wide-eyed.

Jiang Han looked at the horse head piano hanging in the corner of the wall, and his heart moved.

“Memory enhancement!”

Wow!

In the system panel, the original remaining 900,000 black powder conversion value instantly became 800,000.

In Jiang Han’s mind, a song sounded.

That’s it!

Jiang Han closed his eyes, recalled for a moment, and stood up.

“How about I try?”

When everyone heard this, they turned their heads one after another.

“Jiang Han?”

“Don’t joke, your Aunt Linghua wants to dance a national dance, and what she asks for is folk music.”

Teacher He was worried that Jiang Han would be in the limelight and make another explosion, so he kindly reminded.

In this, so many seniors, no one is 100% sure, even Huang Lei is a little stage frightened.

Zi Feng also pulled Jiang Han’s sleeve worriedly.

Jiang Han smiled and pointed to the horse head qin hanging on the wall and said

“Folk music? Isn’t that readily available? ”

Saying that, he stood up, walked to the horse head qin, and took it off.

“Poof!”

Blow and blow all the dust off the horse’s head piano.

“Huh? I really didn’t pay attention to that. ”

Teacher Huang said

“I originally used it as a decoration, how about it, can it be used?”

Jiang Han swiped his hand twice, nodded and said, “Yes.” ”

Teacher He also looked over:

“Me too, I also thought that this horse head piano was an ornament, but I didn’t expect it to be true.”

After a pause, he continued:

“But can you play hemp in this horse head piano?”

Yes, the horse head piano is a national instrument, and few people play it back, unlike the guitar or a popular instrument such as ukuli.

“Chaoer? And this thing? I didn’t even pay attention! ”

Linghua looked excited, obviously, seeing the musical instruments in her hometown, Linghua was a little emotional.

Chaoer is the name of the horse head qin in Mongolian.

In the live broadcast room.

The barrage has exploded!

“Brother Han is here!”

“Can Brother Han play a horse head qin?”

“Do you still need to ask? Will you take the initiative to speak if you don’t? ”

“So excited!”

“Looking forward to it!”

“……”

And the black fans who mocked Jiang Han just now couldn’t bear the loneliness at this time.

“What are you kidding? You tell me that a little fresh meat can be a national instrument? ”

“Guitar is pretty much the same! Horse head piano? Don’t tarnish national instruments! ”

“Strongly demand that Jiang Han put down the horse head qin!”

“……”

At the scene, everyone’s eyes were filled with doubt.

It’s not that they underestimate Jiang Han, it’s really … They don’t know this horse head piano themselves!

Compared with other national musical instruments, such as guzheng, erhu and the like, the audience of the horse head qin is smaller and less, and all the people who know the horse head qin are less.

Jiang Han smiled, took a napkin and carefully wiped the horse head piano up and down, picked up the bow in his hand, and gently pulled it up.

The sound of the horse head piano sounded.

A unique tune of the horse head piano sounded, vast, endless, and in the blink of an eye, everyone had a feeling of being in the prairie.

Jiang Han pulled a small tune and said with a smile

“How? Is it okay? ”

Silly.

Everyone is stupid!

Is the little fresh meat so strong now?

Horse head piano metropolis?

And it seems that he is still very knowledgeable?

Everyone looked at Jiang Han and was speechless in shock!

Peng Peng was even more confused, and the whole person shrank in the corner as if he had suffered a critical blow, shivering.

Brother Han, do you want to be so strong? Why is the same small fresh meat, you are so good?

Peng Peng’s heart was painful.

But no one paid attention to him.

Linghua looked at Jiang Han, her eyes shining with tears, and she was excited.

“Xiaojiang, I really underestimate you.”

Jiang Han shook his head modestly.

In the live broadcast room.

“This… What do I see? ”

“I… My ears… Pregnant! ”

“Good to hear the explosion!”

“Did you just say that my brother Han is a jumping beam clown? Come out! I promise not to kill you! ”

“Aaaaaa So impressed! ”

“Hehe, maybe it’s the arrangement of the program group, maybe it’s dubbing just now!”

The black powder does not adhere to it, and the bones are picked in the egg. No, this is no longer picking bones in the egg, it is purely nothing to find trouble, messing around.

“Black powder get out!”

“Get out!”

“……”

Scene.

Everyone was stunned by Jiang Han’s hand!

Horse head piano metropolis?

There is nothing surprising about that Jiang Han meeting folk music!

Linghua looked at Jiang Han and blinked: “Do you want to hu Mai and adjust your breath?” ”

Linghua’s gaze towards Jiang Han has changed a lot, and in her eyes, there is surprise, warmth, and kindness.

It’s like meeting in a foreign country.

Jiang Han nodded and said

“Okay, you help me accompany me?”

Teacher Huang and Teacher He were already speechless in shock.

Will you still whew Mai?

Xiao Yang and Wang Taili were even more surprised.

What kind of monster is this kid?

Haven’t you heard that he is Mongolian?

In the field, Jiang Han and Linghua had already sat together.

The corners of Jiang Han’s mouth opened slightly, “Ah…”

As Jiang Han’s deep voice came out, Linghua’s voice also slowly appeared, a low groan, like a cry, combined with Jiang Han’s low and magnetic voice, intersecting with each other, endlessly.

Teacher Huang was stunned.

Teacher He was stunned.

The chopstick brothers were stunned.

Peng Peng shivered in the corner, shivering.

Zi Feng looked at Jiang Han with a look of adoration.

Inside the live broadcast room, it was quiet! Everyone spontaneously admired!