Through the Window: Lin Luoxue's Lazy Cousin

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"I'm sorry, I had something to do that day, so I couldn't go."

"It's alright, Little Sister, don't worry about them." Nanbei handed over the phone: "Listen to the music on the screen. We were listening to a live erhu performance, it was hilarious!"

"Really?"

Tao Hao took the phone and turned on the sound.

then.

The unique sound of the erhu came through the phone.

but...

Something seems off about this music?

I listened for a minute.

Tao Hao burst out laughing.

Then I realized the place was wrong.

She quickly covered her mouth, and after calming herself down, said, "Who wrote this piece? It's so interesting."

"It feels like it brought the erhu to life."

“Everyone knows this person.” Nanbei took back his phone, a smile playing on his lips. “He’s Su Chen, the president of the board game club.”

"Very good!!!"

After hearing this, Xiao Sa also shouted in a strong and powerful voice.

This startled Nanbei and the others.

"Xiao Sa! What are you doing?!" Mu Xiaoyu was so startled that she spilled water all over the table.

"This kind of music is so effective at relaxing our nerves!"

"I've decided!!!" Xiao Sa raised his index finger: "Let's make this our team song!"

"I always use this music to relax after a debate!"

"I refuse!" Mu Xiaoyu stood up: "You want me to listen to this? You're making this song your team song? Do you want the first team to laugh at us?"

“I refuse too!” Nanbei stood up: “This time, I support Xiaoyu’s point of view.”

“Of course, if you can convince Team One to use this music as well, I’m not opposed to it,” Nanbei said with a grin, offering his suggestion.

If one team does not accept.

They could do without it, but if one team accepts it.

He was able to immediately mock Liu Yanzhe.

Perfect!

"Oh, never mind then~" Xiao Sa didn't waste any more words and stood in front of the blackboard again: "Now, let's continue with your questions."

"Tch~ That's boring!"

...

A song about mental illness appeared on campus.

Less than half an hour.

It was immediately pushed to the top of the homepage rankings!

For a while.

Everyone in the school, whether by choice or by circumstance, has been influenced by this song.

It can be said that the lingering sound lasted for three days.

Those who heard it felt their scalp tingle.

Wherever you go.

It's as if a madman is laughing wildly in your ear.

even.

Many students at the school also picked up musical instruments they could find and started learning.

this moment.

The school's Western music department experienced firsthand what despair truly meant!

352: A Battle Between Chinese and Western Music! Has Su Chen Become the Spark? (Thanks for Subscribing)

352: A Battle Between Chinese and Western Music! Has Su Chen Become the Spark? (Thanks for Subscribing)

"Look, this is our traditional erhu!"

"Haha, there's also a guzheng, a pipa, and a flute!"

"This piece is really funny; it feels like it can be played on any instrument."

"And there's something even funnier. I was watching a guy do a 'qiang' sound, and the first 'qiang' sound was 'ovre'. I almost died laughing."

A huge concert hall.

A group of students dressed in gray-brown clothes gathered together, looking at their phones.

The mesmerizing music kept playing from above.

Every now and then someone else comes along with the results—everything's a smile.

It looks quite lively.

"That's enough!!!"

"You folk music students are all so boring, playing such vulgar stuff here!!!" Behind them, a girl in a black school uniform slammed her hand on the table, pointed at them, and shouted, "If you want to listen, go outside! Don't pollute our ears here!"

"Don't rush, let them listen." A girl with bangs sitting next to the girl smiled and said, "This should be their last celebration. It would be a shame not to let them have some fun."

"What are you saying?!" Several boys who studied folk music retorted angrily.

Then he suddenly laughed and said, "Is it because you saw our folk music becoming popular online that you felt stimulated?"

"Have you suddenly realized that folk music, which you've always looked down on, actually has such vitality, and are you feeling resentful?"

"It's alright, we're very understanding."

"After all, traditional Chinese music is the father of your Western music~"

To be honest, this guy has a really sharp tongue.

Just a few sentences.

This made the girl who had just shouted so angry that she wanted to jump up and eat him alive!

"do not be angry."

The girl with bangs pulled her down and said disdainfully, "It's meaningless for a song to become a hit. It's a universally acknowledged fact that folk music can't be considered highbrow."

"So what if you win an argument with us here?"

"The band that the school ultimately chose to perform on stage was none other than our Western music band?"

"Exactly, while you're suddenly popular, go out and perform more, you can earn more money." A dark-skinned boy with black-rimmed glasses and a face that looked like a mole mocked, "Maybe the next time we see your instruments will be in a museum!"

What are you talking about?!

Several boys from the folk music troupe rushed forward, raising their fists in preparation for a fight.

Western music was not to be outdone.

He was waving his fists, ready to go in.

The battle was about to break out.

"Don't be impulsive!! Don't be impulsive!!!"

A boy wearing a folk music department uniform and glasses rushed between the two sides to stop the fight.

"Oil residue! Which side are you from?"

"Exactly! Where's the spirit you had when you taught them a lesson last time?!"

"These guys have forgotten their roots, what else is there to say, let's just take them down!"

As they spoke, the crowd pushed forward again.

"Don't act rashly!!!"

The oil residue stretched out its hands and shouted loudly.

Wait until both sides stop.

He looked to both sides and said, "If we fight here, everyone will definitely get punished."

Then he turned to look at the folk music department: "The current online popularity is something that even Master Qianzhi couldn't easily achieve through his own efforts."

"It has also given folk music a new lease on life. Nobody wants to destroy all her efforts because of a fight, right?"

The four-eyed guy playing Western music pushed up his glasses and said, "Exactly! You should go and make some money under the overpass with your erhus!"