"Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking about you. You're a grown man, but how come you have no spirit? This is a drum, not a basin. Just imagine that the enemy is coming, you have to quickly inform your teammates, and you have to use all your strength.
You have to get your whole body moving, the drums have to be loud, what's the point of being elegant or not? What you want is joy, to create an atmosphere, atmosphere, you know?
Silang, come on, come on, quickly join them in the rhythm!"
Qiao Silang agreed enthusiastically: "Okay!"
When Qiao Dalang and Qiao Erlang came to find Qiao Xin, they saw the sound of suonas and gongs and drums.
I have to say, with the high command of the suona, it actually directly suppressed the spread of the drum beats, and with the well-trained movement of the performance team, it really had a shocking feeling of soaring into the sky, passing through the underworld, and penetrating the soul.
Qiao Xiaolang and his friends never expected that their grandmother, as she said, could put together a makeshift troupe in three days, and actually put together a proper troupe.
When these people are brought out to perform, they are not necessarily worse than the private bands run by wealthy families.
It’s just that while other people’s works focus on high-brow culture, his family is intent on making their works more popular.
His grandmother said that music, whether elegant or vulgar, the most important thing is that people can understand it. The one who has more people liking it is the king. If the music is too highbrow and few people understand it, it is easy to ruin oneself.
His grandmother now focuses on the public benefit in everything she does, from royal nobles to ordinary people, and only if she can mobilize everyone can do it!
Look, my fourth brother was the first one to clamor to join in.
Qiao Dalang was interested in watching the drums being rehearsed. He strode to the drums, took the drumsticks tied with red cloth from the servant, and followed the whole drum team in beating:
Boom boom boom boom
Dongqiangdongqiangdongdongqiang
..........
Qiao Erlang and Qiao Sanlang looked at each other and sighed at the same time: Another one has gone crazy!
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