“You…” Yan Zhenhua gritted his teeth, “Just remember one thing, Xiangyi’s performance is the best in the world! Remember to praise her more later!”
Yan Nai scratched his head: "How to praise? Just...just praise hard?"
Shi Sui: “I suggest you turn off the microphone.”
moment:
——【Brother, you won’t be able to find a girlfriend if you keep doing this 23333】
——[Ahahahaha, I am dying of laughter. Is it so funny that Mr. Shi is so funny?]
——[Director Yan’s face now looks like this emoticon pack, it’s too painful to watch.jpg]
…
As they were talking, Xiangyi came back with a musical instrument.
At first glance, the instrument looks a bit like an erhu, with a head, neck, and body. The wooden red neck looks antique and quite charming.
Those who disliked Xiangyi in the live broadcast room rushed to speak.
——【I thought it was so awesome? This is it? This is just a cheap thing? ?】
——[It’s poisonous, isn’t this the shamisen from Country R? You are indeed a flower vase spirit, you are not good at anything, and you are the number one in worshipping foreign things]
——【This looks very difficult. Don’t you know your level? Just play the harmonica or the thumb piano. Why do you have to make such a fuss and slap yourself in the face?】
Next second.
Yan Zhenhua exclaimed: "Is this... a sanxian?"
When he’s not working, he likes to go to a teahouse and listen to opera, and this instrument looks very familiar, but he’s not 100% sure.
Xiangyi said, "Hmm," "Do you have any songs you want to listen to?"
Yan Zhenhua usually listens to a lot of songs, but he really can't name them at the moment, so he smiled and said, "Whatever, just improvise."
"I'm sorry for making a fool of myself."
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl's slender fingers fell on the strings.
A traditional tune began to play, and its unique, rich and bright tone instantly pulled people into the mundane world.
Yan Zhenhua originally thought that Xiangyi was just learning casually, but after listening to a short clip, he realized that this girl’s level was extraordinary!
One can tell a clear difference between the level of the old master and the young apprentice who played accompaniment in the teahouse. To him, Xiang Yi's level is on par with those of the skilled old masters!
Yan Nai didn't even bother to think about it and just stared at Xiang Yi.
She looked serious, as if she had a glowing filter, blingbling...
The tips of Yan Nai's ears turned red again.
Anan was also dumbfounded. He stood blankly beside Li Jianyu with his colorful hair, like a gaudy feather duster.
Is our dear so awesome?
In the live broadcast room, netizens also asked questions.
——【This… this music sounds pretty good】
——【I said before that only the shamisen is poisonous, but this is clearly our traditional Chinese musical instrument, the shamisen!】
——[I spent a thousand days playing the pipa and a hundred days playing the zheng, but I still couldn’t learn the sanxian in half a lifetime. The sanxian is really difficult to learn. My sister is really good at it.]
——【Fuck, I was watching the live broadcast in the yard, and when the vase spirit started playing, my grandparents stopped checking the weather forecast and ran out to listen. They said the little girl played really well!】
——【It feels so good, it’s just like a young man walking with a bird cage in the alleys of Beijing, and when he’s tired, he sits on a rocking chair under the shade of his own tree to play with the bird and drink tea, the sound conveys the scenery, the music moves people, it’s absolutely amazing! You guys keep calling her a vase spirit, but this is obviously a treasure girl!! I’m a fan!!!】
…
The expressions of those netizens who attacked Xiangyi at the beginning were more interesting than each other in front of the screen.
This is indeed a huge face-slapping scene...
It’s just that Xiangyi didn’t hit himself in the face, but hit those frogs in the well hard!