Chapter 112 The Debate in Music Class
In music class.
Does anyone know what the three most important musical instruments in the world are?
Shortly after the class started, the teacher asked a question.
Although there were many students taking the elective course, their minds were all on their phones, and very few actually listened to the lecture.
Fortunately, someone quickly broke the silence. A student raised his hand and said, "Teacher, it's piano, violin, and classical guitar."
After hearing this, the teacher smiled slightly and said, "That's right."
"The piano is known as the king of instruments, with a wide range, clear tone, mature playing technique, and rich expressiveness."
"The violin is known as the queen of instruments. Its tone is noble and imaginative. The tone of multiple violins playing together is even more captivating and expressive."
"The classical guitar is known as the prince of instruments. It has a melancholic and charming tone, is highly controllable, and has a very rich expressiveness."
After someone started speaking, the teacher gave a brief introduction to the world's three major musical instruments.
"Hey teacher, there don't seem to be any musical instruments from our country here, do they?"
Just as he finished speaking, he saw a girl in a white shirt raise her hand and say something.
Compared to the others around her, she seemed somewhat out of place.
It wasn't because of her clothing, but because of her attitude.
The teacher also noticed that this student sitting in the front not only listened attentively in class, but also liked to take notes.
Upon hearing this, the teacher smiled wryly and said:
“Our country’s musical instruments have national characteristics and cannot be promoted as widely as these three major musical instruments.”
"However, this does not mean that our instruments are not famous."
"At least many musical instruments, such as the guzheng, erhu, and pipa, are very famous in the Asian region."
As the teacher continued, he broadened the scope, extending from music theory to contemporary popular music.
"If Chinese musical instruments want to go global in the future, we may have to rely on popular music," the teacher said.
"No way, teacher, our pop music is probably not good enough for high art."
When it comes to pop music, not only are more people looking up, but more people are also singing along.
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere in the classroom immediately became lively.
"The music scene now is certainly a mess, but it wasn't like this a few years ago."
The teacher did not refute the statement, but instead showed a hint of reminiscence.
"Back then, the music scene was exporting Chinese culture in reverse; it was an era that produced many outstanding talents."
"Unlike now, where a few pseudo-pop singers can run rampant."
At this point, everyone started talking non-stop, and the topic became quite lively.
The teacher continued, "To paraphrase a phrase I heard recently, Chinese pop culture is the best."
"Teacher, I think the Cold Current Song is so much better than the Chinese Current Song."
No sooner had the teacher finished speaking than a voice rang out, and a girl dressed in a JK uniform stood up and retorted.
As soon as the girl finished speaking, the classroom fell silent.
"As a form of popular music, Hanyu songs are much more popular than Mandarin songs in terms of style, melody, lyrics, and dance."
"This can be seen from the fact that cold currents can give birth to the Queen of the Asian Continent."
"Moreover, Hanyu songs still have a profound and widespread influence in the Asia region today, in contrast to the Chinese pop music."
"Staying stagnant and complacent, instead of progressing, they have regressed. Their influence is now so great that they can hardly even surpass their own country, let alone go abroad."
These words caused a brief silence, followed by an uproar.
The teacher frowned slightly as he looked at the pretty girl in front of him. He could vaguely see some Han style in her clothes and appearance.
"The cold wave is more powerful than the China wave? My friend, don't you know that the cold wave was beaten black and blue a while ago?"
A male student stood up and retorted.
"Black and blue? All I know is that so many singers bullied a few newbies, and at first they didn't dare to fight back, but only dared to take action when the other side was weaker."
The woman mocked back.
Her words drew displeasure from many in the room.
"Besides, this is the Celestial Empire. What's so great about defeating a few singers from the Cold Wave on our own territory?"
Seeing that no one spoke, the woman continued, her words filled with disdain for Hua Liu.
"A win is a win, there are no excuses."
Someone countered, and the others chimed in.
"Those crooked and awful songs from the Cold Wave are unpleasant to listen to."
"Why don't you mention Zhou Tianyi? He has a hundred songs that completely outshine all the other singers in the current wave of popularity."
The girl let everyone refute her, and after they finished speaking, she shook her head and said:
"Do the math yourselves. To deal with a dozen or so struggling singers, you practically exhausted half of the Chinese music scene?"
"With such a crushing defeat on a scale of magnitude, even if you win, what's there to brag about?"
"As for Zhou Tianyi's hundred songs, laughable. Their influence is probably not as great as one or two of his 'Cold Wave Songs'."
"What's even more outrageous is that Park Yeon and his group directly forced the king and queen of pop to come out."
"Praise even this? The Chinese music scene is being saved by a man in his fifties who is about to retire? Isn't that a huge joke?"
“Park Yeon and his group aren’t even top-tier singers in South Korea, yet they utterly crushed the Chinese music scene.”
"You still have the nerve to call yourselves Chinese? Read more international news and stop spreading rumors."
The girl, with her head held high, refuted everyone's words one by one.
However, she didn't realize that her words had stirred up a hornet's nest.
"How much did Park Yen give you? I'll give you double."
"You're not blowing on the cold front, you're practically licking it."
"Park Yeon-nam isn't even a top-tier singer. But based on the time he was popular in China, I doubt there's a single singer in South Korea who can compare to him."
"How many great singers could there be in such a remote place as South Korea?"
Faced with everyone's doubts, the girl's face turned pale and then red with anger.
Just as she was about to continue arguing with these people, the teacher suddenly spoke up: "Alright, you can discuss these things privately, don't talk about them in class. Let's continue the lesson."
The girl was speechless, her words cut off by the teacher's single sentence, and she reluctantly sat down.
At the end of the class, under the strange gazes of everyone, the girl left the classroom with a disgruntled expression.
"Qiuqin, you're being too impulsive. Even if you really like singer Hanyu, you shouldn't talk back to your teacher like that."
Behind Nie Qiuqin followed the girl in the shirt. She jogged up to Nie Qiuqin and said helplessly.
“Youyou, I didn’t talk back. If it were you, how would you feel if your favorite thing was belittled?” Nie Qiuqin asked.
"Different strokes for different folks. You can't force others to like the same things as you do," Xia Youyou replied.
“I’m too lazy to force them, but I won’t allow them to insult what I like,” Nie Qiuqin said, shaking her head.
"Don't think about these things anymore. It's getting late, let's go eat."
Xia Youyou chuckled and walked side by side with Nie Qiuqin, saying...
"Han-style fried chicken?"
"good."
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