"Me too!" For some reason, after hearing what Academician Zhang Yi said, Hu Yibao also felt his heart beating faster.
Hu Yibao thought he would remain calm.
But think about it carefully.
My life has been too full of ups and downs.
At this time last year, I was still worrying about whether to add eggs to my instant noodles this month because my monthly royalties were only a few hundred yuan.
Now we are backstage at the Nobel Prize ceremony, waiting to receive the world's top award.
Life has changed so much.
"I need to find something to distract myself."
Hu Yibao looked around.
Academician Zhang Yi suddenly said at this time, "I have an erhu here!"
"Teacher Hu, why don't you play two songs for me?"
Academician Zhang Yi has no other hobbies besides doing research and guiding students, except for playing the erhu.
When he was young, his father raised him with the help of an erhu and paid for his education and schooling. When he grew up, he also fell in love with the erhu.
I take it with me wherever I go.
I will play one or two songs when I have time.
"Erhu!?" Hu Yibao looked at Academician Zhang Yi in surprise. He did remember that Academician Zhang Yi was carrying a box when he entered the concert hall.
But I really didn't expect that there was a erhu in Academician Zhang Yi's box.
Academician Zhang Yi nodded, then reached out, picked up his box, opened it, and took out a erhu.
This is an erhu that looks a bit old.
With Hu Yibao's ability as the god of erhu, it can be seen at a glance that this erhu is very good.
At this time, other Nobel Prize candidates who had never communicated with each other before also cast their eyes on the erhu in Academician Zhang Yi's hand.
Some of them had never seen this kind of instrument before, and there was also a white-haired old man, Lawrence, the winner of this year's Economics Prize. He had been to China and knew about the erhu.
But he never thought that he would see this kind of musical instrument backstage at the Nobel Prize ceremony. He was a little surprised and took the initiative to ask about it.
"Mr. Zhang, is this the Chinese musical instrument—the erhu?"
There are only a few Nobel Prize winners every year.
Even if people don't talk much when they meet, they will still get to know each other in advance.
"Yes, Mr. Lawrence," Academician Zhang Yi said with a smile in fluent English, "a famous Chinese musical instrument."
"Erhu, I've heard of it! I didn't expect it to be like this, it's really amazing." A physics laureate said in surprise, while staring at the erhu, looking it up and down.
"Academician Zhang Yi, can you play a song for me?" Lawrence asked carefully.
He hadn't listened to erhu music for a long time.
It's almost been erased from my memory.
"Of course!" Academician Zhang Yi nodded. He also wanted to play a few songs to kill time and relax his tense mood.
However, there were still many people present, and Academician Zhang Yi took the initiative to ask for their opinions, "I want to play a piece of erhu here, how about it?"
"sure!"
All the Nobel Prize winners present nodded.
Some of them are very interested in Chinese culture, while others are feeling nervous and would like to listen to a piece of Chinese music to relax.
After all, it was not just Hu Yibao and Academician Zhang Yi who were present at the scene. It was also the first time for other Nobel laureates to come here and to the backstage of the hall of the highest honor they had pursued all their lives.
How could I not be nervous?
After obtaining everyone's consent, Academician Zhang Yi glanced at Hu Yibao and slowly started playing the erhu.
Hu Yibao immediately recognized the name of the erhu piece played by Academician Zhang Yi.
Birdsong in the Empty Mountain
It is a relatively soothing erhu masterpiece. It is the best choice to use it at this time to release the tension in your heart.
The melodious and gentle sound of the erhu rang out backstage at the Nobel Prize award ceremony. The Nobel Prize winners present initially looked a little shocked, as if they had never heard that the erhu could produce such a pure sound.
But then, everyone closed their eyes slightly, and relaxed their mood along with the music.
The employees backstage, listening to the music, also looked over in surprise.
One Nobel Prize winner plays the erhu while other Nobel Prize winners listen quietly. This has never happened before.
but……
This music is really nice.
The employees couldn't help but come over and listen to the erhu music played by Academician Zhang Yi.
The song ends.
Academician Zhang Yi looked at Hu Yibao and was slightly surprised to see the crowd gathered around him. So many people came in just one song.
Academician Zhang Yi then looked at Hu Yibao and asked quietly, "Teacher Hu, what do you think of my performance?"
On music.
In the eyes of Academician Zhang Yi, he is just an amateur, but Hu Yibao is absolutely top-notch.
Now Hu Yibao has been dubbed the "Godfather of Music" in China, and several of his Chinese-style song scores have been included in textbooks.
"Academician Zhang Yi, you are definitely the best erhu player in the medical field." Hu Yibao was not stingy with his praise.
To Hu Yibao, the god of erhu, Academician Zhang Yi's performance of "Birdsong in the Empty Mountain" had only a few flaws, but everything else was perfect.
Even the top erhu players may not be able to surpass Academician Zhang Yi in this piece of music.
"Haha, thank you Teacher Hu for the compliment." Academician Zhang Yi said with a smile after receiving such high praise from Hu Yibao.
“Pah pah pah!!”
At this time, the other Nobel Prize winners also came to their senses. After listening to Academician Zhang Yi's erhu music, they all applauded generously.
They were all amazed by the "Birdsong in the Empty Mountain" played by the erhu. They had never heard such unique music before.
Lawrence was the first to express his gratitude. "Academician Zhang, thank you very much for your erhu music. It reminded me of many things I experienced in China forty years ago."
Other Nobel Prize winners also spoke out.
"I never thought that Chinese musical instruments were so magical. Listening to this piece of music, I felt like I was in an empty mountain, listening to the birds singing."
"From today on, I may become a loyal fan of the erhu."
"Does Academician Zhang Yi have any good erhu pieces? Could you recommend them?"
"Yes!" Academician Zhang Yi nodded. He was happy to share Chinese culture with foreign friends so that they could have a more comprehensive understanding of Chinese culture.
Hu Yibao listened quietly and added a few words from time to time.
At this moment, Academicians Hu Yibao and Zhang Yi are making every effort to contribute to the export of Chinese culture.
More importantly, the target of this cultural output is this year's Nobel Prize winner, a giant at the pinnacle of human physics, chemistry, economics, and literature.
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