What if my daughter wants to be a star

There are never too many holidays, but there are never enough holidays.

In a blink of an eye, the holiday passed silently.

At the opening ceremony, Chen Jing smiled and sat in his seat, chatting with friends.

She seemed to feel something, and looked back at the last row.

There, the four people in the 502 dormitory sat in a row in silence.Yingzi looked at Chen Jing with countless unspeakable emotions in her eyes.Bebetta seemed to be watching Chen Jing, but he didn't seem to be watching.Their eyes were a little confused, maybe they were thinking about their next path.

Master Qianzhi sat silently alone, without saying a word, but lowered his head, his eyes lowered and lower.

"The new year has begun, and the school has decided to suspend the enrollment of students in Minle Affiliated Middle School from next year! This decision is also based on the attitude of being responsible to students..." The principal stood on the podium and ruthlessly announced a weight. There is also heavy news.

"what?"

"How can you do this!"

"Then we Minle students won't be there anymore?"

The folk music students in the audience could hardly believe this news.

In the midst of this noisy discussion, Lord Qianzhi, who had been quiet, suddenly stood up.

"If no one learns, don't recruit?"

Everyone looked back and saw the weird girl who was usually incompatible with other students and taciturn.

Chen Jing looked at Master Qianzhi, either confused or surprised, but it was more of an inexplicable joy.

"If the school does not recruit, no one will learn it! Isn't this an endless loop?!"

"This classmate, you sit down first..."

"Maybe after three or five years, there will be no more people studying folk music!"

"The popularity of folk music is low and there is no publicity ability. Is this a problem that schools can solve?"

"Okay! Then I'll sign up for the children's popularization concert this semester! No one to promote, I will promote!"

"The concert only accepts band applications, personal representatives cannot participate!"

Chen Jing, who had been watching Lord Qianzhi and listening to Lord Qianzhi, suddenly remembered what his mother said, and suddenly remembered the entanglement between himself and Yangqin for so many years.

"We have a band!" Chen Jinghuo Ran stood up and shouted in front of the teachers and students of the school.

"Where is your band?"

"Here!" Bebetta looked at each other and stood up first.

Yingzi lowered her head and raised her hand silently and firmly.

Grease grinned contemptuously and stood up a little bachelor.

"You are not called a band, at best it is a stage team?" Western music student Zheng Youen sneered.

Before she finished her words, she saw a folk music student stand up.

I saw the folk music students stand up one after another.

I saw all the folk music students and stood up!

Although it was the second time to see this scene, but I don't know why, Yi Yao was still like the first time, his blood started to boil.

There was a low growl after another in the surrounding seats, and the whole projection hall was filled with blood that was about to gush.

"Who is Ye Luzi? We are something passed down from our dignified ancestors. Those of you who learn Western music, why don't you recognize a foreign father by the way?"

"Everyone, don't you look down on folk music? Always fighting is not a way, dare you to pick up the musical instrument and have a try with us?" Grease suddenly suggested to the unbelievable Western music student.

At this point, the conflict between Minle and Western music finally broke out when the school suddenly announced that it would no longer admit students of Minle!

The musical battle between folk music and western music is about to take place!

At this point in the plot development, no one spoke in the entire screening hall. Everyone looked at the "War Book" on the screen. Everyone looked forward to the fact that Minle could kill Western music without leaving it!

...

"The atmosphere of music is very strong!" The inspection leader played by Long Yu walked to the piano practice room, wearing gold glasses, neatly combed oil head, with his hands behind his back, accompanied by the principal.

"This is...?" The inspection leader asked strangely when he saw the iron gate separating Western music and Chinese music.

——At the beginning of the movie, because students were fighting, the school put down this iron gate to isolate the folk music students inside.

"This, this is to ensure that the students of Minle and Western music can not interfere with each other. It is specially set up. Let's not look at the Minle area, go to the Western music area?" The principal said flatly.

"Good!" The inspecting leader nodded, turned and left.

Damn it!Foolish guy!

At this moment, the will in the entire projection hall became one kind.

In the face of national honor, everyone's will is the same!

This kind of will is like what it says in "Ip Man 2": "I can bear it for my life, but I can't insult Chinese martial arts!"

Insult the traditional Chinese musical instrument, it won't work!

This principal is nothing!

The entire auditorium is at the same time.

And at this moment, just as the inspecting leader turned around and was about to leave, a door suddenly opened in the folk music area, Qianzhi adults moved out of the guzheng, and in front of the inspecting leader, played the song "Guangling San"!

In an instant, the awe-inspiring and unyielding air surged!

The inspection leader turned around, after listening to "Guangling San", pointed to Guzheng, and asked a little strangely: "This is... the program for us?"

The principal was stunned for half a second, and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, this is a program prepared by the students. Okay, the performance is over, go back to the piano room!"

He eagerly hoped that the students of Minle would not make trouble for himself.

However, Qianzhi-sama didn't seem to hear the principal's words. She was expressionless, lowered her head, just waiting quietly, just like the vanguard in front of the two armies, waiting for the enemy general to come forward and fight!

"Click!"

The Western Music District opened a door.

Master Qianzhi raised his head, a smile of successful plan appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A harp was pushed out, and a Western music student lightly played Debussy in the surprised eyes of the inspecting leader.

The soft and graceful lyrical melody makes it difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat for the passionate and generous "Guangling San".

Just as the principal was sweating from the sudden change, and the inspecting leaders who did not know the truth watched with interest, the doors on both sides of the piano room were opened, and the folk music students and western music students walked out at the same time.

They each hold their own musical instruments, the violin to the erhu, the flute to the hole flute, and the orchestra to the orchestra!

As soon as the music rang, it was completely different from the guzheng harp contest. The dazzling masterpiece "Wild Bee Flying" suddenly rises!

In an instant, the promenade of the practice room seemed to fly into countless wasps, hovering in the air.Suddenly the wasp flew to Minle, then to Xiyangle, and then flew everywhere, making people dazzled and intoxicated.

The "bands" on both sides are fighting for me, and don't give in!

At this inscrutable occasion, the piano, known as the king of musical instruments, joined the dense swarm of wild bees under the performance of Senior Brother Wang Wen, and the Yangqin was not far behind and also joined it.

The swarm is bigger and denser!

Different musical instruments and different timbres were mixed in the air. At first hearing it was very noisy, but then after shaking the gods, Western music and folk music actually produced a wonderful sense of harmony.

"Bumblebee Flying" kept on for a while, all the students took a stab at it, like two armies facing each other, vowing to behead the enemy on the spot!

The wild bee flies higher and higher, and more densely.

Until the densest place, the most critical moment, something happened suddenly!

A Minle classmate blasted the suona and walked to the crowd with the melody of "Bumblebee Flying".

On the Western music side, I suddenly felt a little bad.

This badness comes from...

Ben's fast performance of "Wild Bee Flying" was instantly interrupted by a high-pitched suona sound, as if it were a finishing touch, the suona sound was continuous and loud and loud.The momentum of the Western music group was immediately knocked down.When they were about to regroup and pick up the suona, they were surprised to find that the continuous tone was beyond comparison with Western instruments!

If the breath is long, the sound will be long; if the breath is short, the sound will be short.Exhale more, the tone will be higher; exhale less, the tone will be lower.

When the suona comes out, who will fight for it!

The appearance of Suona, known as the "instrument rogue", instantly broke the balance between folk music and western music.Let it change in all kinds of Western music, after all, it is hard to be the song "A Hundred Years of Phoenix"!

Lost!

Complete defeat!

"Yay!"

"Nice!"

"Fucking folk music is awesome! China is awesome!"

In an instant, almost everyone in the theater jumped up and shouted regardless of the occasion.

While they shouted, Yi Yao almost yelled out.

Fortunately, someone is crazier than her.

But the tears in the corner of Yi Yao's eyes still flowed uncontrollably and enthusiastically...