After listening to the song "Birdsong in the Empty Mountain", these big guys seemed to have suddenly opened the door to a new world. They listened with great interest to Academician Zhang Yi and Hu Yibao's introduction to Chinese culture and nodded repeatedly.
But as they chatted, everyone's attention gradually fell on Hu Yibao.
"Mr. Hu Yibao, I saw a video about you online. You played a musical instrument called suona, which attracted hundreds of birds to come and make a pilgrimage." Lawrence, the winner of the Nobel Prize in Economics, suddenly said.
"That is truly the closest image to God that I have ever seen."
After watching the video, Lawrence, who has always believed in science, took the initiative to look up the scientific explanation behind this incident on the Internet.
The reason given by the Chinese side was that Hu Yibao's suona performance of "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" had reached the highest level.
But the reason that convinced Lawrence the most was that Hu Yibao imitated the calls of hundreds of birds through the suona, or resonated with hundreds of birds at the same time through the suona, allowing them to sense Hu Yibao's call.
This is amazing.
In music, so far, only Hu Yibao has achieved this.
The other Nobel Prize winners looked at Hu Yibao and nodded repeatedly, agreeing with Lawrence's point of view.
If we were to say who is the most famous person among this year's Nobel Prize winners, it would undoubtedly be Hu Yibao.
It is definitely the pinnacle of public opinion.
Before this, everyone had more or less known about this amazing Chinese man, and some even actively searched for information about Hu Yibao on the Internet.
The video of Hu Yibao playing the suona and attracting hundreds of birds to come on pilgrimage really shocked them.
"Mr. Hu, can you tell us how you felt when you played the song 'A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix'?" James, the winner of the Literature Award, asked.
"That should be a very wonderful state, right?"
James is more inclined to the spiritual world. He has also seen the video of Hu Yibao playing "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" on the suona. He believes that it is an ultimate spiritual achievement that few people can achieve.
As soon as Hu Yibao came in, James had been looking at him secretly.
Now that he can talk, James naturally wants to ask for some information.
"It's hardly miraculous." Hu Yibao shook his head and said calmly, "We Chinese have an idiom, 'Skills are close to the Tao.' It means that when a skill reaches its peak, it has reached the level of the Tao."
"The Tao is very profound and cannot be explained in a few words. However, in Western terms, it means achieving what the gods can do."
"It actually did something that only God could do!" Lawrence exclaimed, "This is truly amazing."
In their eyes, God is the supreme being. Humans can get infinitely close to him, but cannot compare with him.
According to Hu Yibao, even God can be compared to him.
It kind of subverts their worldview.
At the same time, the other Nobel Prize winners who had not spoken were also slightly moved in their hearts. After hearing what Hu Yibao said, they became a little curious about Chinese culture.
"Mr. Hu, do you play the erhu?" James asked.
Suona is a national musical instrument of China, and so is the erhu.
Therefore, in James' eyes, Hu Yibao, who has reached the level of "Tao" in music, should also be able to play the erhu.
Academician Zhang Yi plays the erhu very well.
But he wanted to see Hu Yibao play the erhu even more. It was an instrument that once attracted hundreds of birds to come to it just by playing a suona. He wondered what kind of vibration this erhu with only two strings would cause in Hu Yibao's hands.
It's not just James who's looking forward to it.
The other Nobel Prize winners also looked at Hu Yibao with shining eyes, full of anticipation.
At the same time, more and more people gathered around, and all pairs of eyes fell on Hu Yibao.
Many people also started to join in the fun.
"Mr. Hu, please play an erhu piece!"
"Please allow us to be influenced by Chinese music culture."
"Mr. Hu, do you need accompaniment?"
"Hahaha, I really like your 'A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix', Mr. Hu."
The small backstage was made noisy by them.
at the same time.
In the lounge opposite Hu Yibao and the others, there was a band, the world's top band who came from Vienna - [Chenxi].
They will be responsible for the performance at this year's Nobel Prize ceremony. For them, it is an extremely glorious moment to perform in the world's top academic award hall.
In less than an hour, it's time to go on stage.
[Morning Light] The band's conductor and captain, Zack, is holding a final meeting with everyone, mainly repeating some precautions.
The Nobel Prize award ceremony, such a top-level venue, will be broadcast live in dozens of countries and watched by billions of people.
For [Chenxi], this is a chance to become world-famous, but if any mistakes occur during the performance, it will also be a chance to be ruined.
We have to take it seriously.
"Although I have repeated some rules several times, I have to repeat them again now..." As Zack spoke, his brows gradually furrowed.
The increasingly noisy sounds in his ears were constantly disrupting Zack's thoughts.
The new members of the band [Chenxi] also looked confused.
How could there be such a noisy sound like a vegetable market in this place?
"What's going on?"
Zack had to stop and turn his head to look at the closed door behind him. The sound came from outside the door.
After opening the door, Zack saw the room opposite and was slightly stunned. The lounge that originally belonged to Nobel Prize winners was now surrounded by people.
There are waiters, singers, security personnel, etc.
The sound is what they make.
"Mr. Hu, I'm ready for photography. Please play a piece for me."
"My husband is Chinese, and I'm very interested in Chinese culture. Mr. Hu, I've also seen your suona rendition of 'A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix.' It's very nice."
"Play a song on the erhu."
"Mr. Hu, I really like your movie Kung Fu. Can you give me an autograph later?"
"Mr. Hu, I believe that the Elvish and Dwarven languages were created by you."
The noise grew louder.
Even Zach couldn't stand it any longer.
"In such a solemn place, these guys are actually chasing stars!"
Zack knew that among this year's Nobel Prize winners, there was a famous figure named Hu Yibao. He had also seen his "Kung Fu" movie, but he couldn't say he liked it.
But I never expected that these people would chase their idols here.
It's simply disgraceful!
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