"The Chinese-style music they create will be recognized as Chinese-style music by any Chinese person who listens to it."
"When creating this music, most people will use Chinese backgrounds and even Chinese instruments,"
Jiang Ge sneered at this: "Music has no national boundaries, but musical styles do!"
"What sounds like Xiao Rizi and what sounds like Hua Xia, I believe everyone can tell the difference if they pay more attention."
"That kind of music that sounds like Chinese style is Chinese style! But it's not Chinese music."
"It's Chinese-style music specially created by Xiao Rizi!"
"If you listen to the music they created that represents their own style, you will understand that most of their music is in minor keys!"
"They want to make money from the music on the sheet music market, so they just have to find an excuse to say that it's a Chinese-style song they created."
"The devil will never change his nature and will never admit anything."
"It's not just the music books and sheet music. They also never admitted to stealing our stone carvings, antiques, and artworks. So they won't admit to this either."
After Jiang Ge finished speaking, he sighed deeply.
"So, if it weren't for Xiaori, these things might have been lost, right?"
[But that doesn't mean they plagiarize everything. After all, their light music can be considered number one. Copying one or two songs is fine, but if they copied hundreds or thousands of songs, that's outrageous.]
[Yes, not to mention that the harmony and arrangement of ancient Chinese music are completely different from modern music. If you don't believe me, you can go listen to the ancient music "Hongmen Banquet"; the arrangement is completely different from modern music.]
"No, you think they only stole a few poems, don't you? The Japanese pirates have always existed. How much have they plundered from our China from ancient times to the present? Is it possible to count it?!"
[You should know that the ancient times of China do not refer to just one generation. Every ancient dynasty in China had its own band and dance.
Xiao Zi alone stole tens of thousands of volumes from our Palace Museum, many of which were antiques from the Tang and Song dynasties.
There are so many different styles and types of ancient music that even we ourselves haven't fully understood what our ancestors left behind, let alone the plundering of our daily lives.
[Their music is so weird, it makes me feel like a ghost. I don’t even want to talk about it.]
[That's not what I meant. I'm just saying that because of the limited land and soil, the people of Xiaozuo can only export their culture in exchange for resources. So it's normal for them to have a developed culture and their own strengths.]
[Go ahead, fuck it! It's because of people like you who always talk about making a living that they become more and more unscrupulous!]
Although everyone's tone of voice was a bit serious, the cultural war has already begun. What we need to do is remember history and pass on what our ancestors left behind.
Jiang Tang was also a little excited. China is indeed a country with rich history and heritage.
If possible, she really wants to go back to those times and see the scenery of those times.
Those who showed up in the barrage to talk about their daily lives and accused their compatriots of making a fuss were criticized by everyone and dared not say a word.
Jiang Ge looked at the barrage of comments without saying anything. She just said what she knew and understood. As for what people said, it depended on what they thought. She had no control over it.
But as she watched, Jiang Ge actually saw a barrage of comments that made her extremely angry.
"Master Jiang, please look."
Jiang Ge came to Jiang Tang with his cell phone, and the old Taoist priest and Baozi also came over.
Master Jiang, please help our Chinese Traditional Medicine practitioners. Please!
There is a Chinese medicine company here. They spent a lot of money to buy Chinese folk pharmacies and ancient medical books, and then made them into Chinese herbal medicines and sold them back to China.
They are determined to attack our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine and acquire Chinese traditional Chinese medicine companies in order to take away our traditional Chinese medicine!
They use our "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" formulas to make medicines, and earn billions of dollars from us Chinese every year. The key herbs are still imported from us.
There are many, many more things that I can’t describe right now, but they really went too far, too far! 】
Jiang Tang's face also darkened. Are they going to grab this?
What are you thinking about over there?!
"Is there no one who cares about this matter?" Jiang Tang asked calmly.
Now, before the official staff in Jiangtang’s live broadcast room could say anything, netizens jumped out.
It's hard to manage, and no one is doing it, Master Jiang. While we're still questioning our own Traditional Chinese Medicine, others have already applied for 90% of the patents in Traditional Chinese Medicine.
We ourselves didn't trust the things passed down by our ancestors, and now they've been snatched away and replaced. I really don't know what to say.
The official saw that something was wrong and spoke quickly.
"Master Jiang, we've been working on this matter. Our Chinese things definitely belong to us, so please rest assured!"
Jiang Tang didn't say anything. She knew without thinking that the biggest reason for this incident was the doubts from her own people.
Because we have to believe in science, many magical things cannot happen and cannot be believed, so many things are suppressed.
But there are still a majority of people who believe in the things passed down from their country and continue to work hard to spread them.
Many things cannot be explained in just a few words, although the current situation is not what everyone wants to see.
But it just happened.
When everyone finds that something they have always ignored suddenly becomes something that other countries fight over and make money from, even if some people wake up, it seems to be of no use.
Jiang Tang didn't know what to say at this time.
Even if the Book of Music had not been lost, it would have been opposed by the so-called professionals among its own people, just like traditional Chinese medicine, who would have shouted that they should believe in science.
When I saw many people saying that this matter was no big deal, that we wouldn’t use it ourselves, and that someone could promote it and prevent it from disappearing, Jiang Tang realized that many people were really just living, just living.
Jiang Tang spoke slowly, "If you don't value your own things, and someone else learns from them, they become someone else's. Gradually, these things will be tampered with. After a long time, who will remember where they were born and who they belonged to?"
"If many people think that China should tolerate these things and don't have to worry about them being taken away, then I can only say that the coffin lids of your ancestors are about to burst."
"It's best to pass down family things to your own family. Why would you let outsiders take over?"
"Don't forget, this outsider is the enemy of all Chinese people..."
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