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The group below were whispering amongst themselves.
I have no interest in studying.
"If you don't want to learn, I'm going back." Su Chen made a move to get up and leave.
"Brother Chen~ We just wanted to ask a question."
"Are you really going to visit the music academy tomorrow?" Jiang Yunming was nudged to his feet. "Then could you help keep the folk music department in business?"
"Huh? Where did you hear that from?" Su Chen turned to look at Yu Hao beside him.
"Oh my god! Don't always assume that everything is said by your brother Hao, okay?"
Yu Hao pressed his temples with both hands: "Brother Hao is known for being tight-lipped."
"Besides, the whole school already knows about this, okay?"
Li Shuci looked at Su Chen: "Could you speak up for the Department of Folk Music tomorrow and prevent them from disappearing?"
Su Chen: "..."
"Actually, the school leaders have their own plans regarding whether or not to close a college."
“I only said a few words in the past, which had no impact on the final outcome.”
At this point, Su Chen added in his mind: Moreover, the folk music department in the original drama is still there and has not been banned.
What are you afraid of?
Jiang Yunming pushed up his glasses: "The main reason is that there are already very few people learning traditional musical instruments these days."
"If this were closed to the folk music department, I'm afraid no one would want to study it."
"Yes!" Everyone nodded in agreement.
Xu Lianqiao looked up and asked, "Actually, I'm very curious. Wasn't there a song that went viral online a while ago, and Roes's ancient style music club also became popular? Why does the school still want to shut down the folk music department?"
"How would I know?" Su Chen thought for a moment, "I guess it's because I don't have enough affinity with the earth."
Bi 23 Thirteen: "I'm going back to fight tomorrow!"
Su Chen: ? ? ?
"The Department of Folk Music really agreed?"
"Agreed, and they even want me to be the finale!" Bi Shisan said seriously, "I'm going to play 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix'!"
"A hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix?!" Zhong Bai exclaimed excitedly, then looked at Lin Luoxue: "What is that?"
Lin Luoxue tapped her on the head: "I don't know what you're so excited about."
"Hehe, don't you think it's amazing?"
Li Shuci said from the side, "The Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix is a suona piece, which is usually used for burials."
"Buried?!" Everyone's eyes widened in surprise.
"It's not just about burial." Su Chen recalled the internet meme and laughed: "As the saying goes, of all musical instruments, the suona is king. It's either for ascending to heaven or for the wedding ceremony. The pipa lasts for a thousand years, the zheng for ten thousand, and the erhu plays for a lifetime. The suona ends the whole show with a single note. At first, you don't understand the meaning of the suona. When you hear it again, you're already in the coffin. You don't hear anything outside the coffin, you only want to dance the Yellow Springs disco, partying all the way to the King of Hell's palace, and from then on, you have no attachment to the human world."
"The suona is an instrument that you can hear from childhood to old age."
"It's just that there are too few people who can boast about it now."
"Or perhaps, there are too few people willing to learn."
At this point, Su Chen looked at Bi Shisan and asked, "Don't you have any taboos about praising the Hundred Birds' Mockery? For example, the kind that only highly respected people would praise?"
"It used to be there, but... it's gone now."
Bi Shisan calmly said, "When a musical instrument is on the verge of being lost, if we continue to follow its rules, the instrument will truly disappear from the world."
Su Chen nodded.
He also knew that once upon a time, a suona player was a revered figure in the village.
It can be said that as long as you regain this skill.
Villagers from all around the area always need your red envelopes when they get things done.
only.
Times have changed.
This traditional craft is gradually being defeated by various audio equipment.
At most, they'd hire someone to play the suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) a couple of times during a funeral.
They are almost never seen at other times.
under these circumstances.
It's really difficult to pass on this instrument.
"Don't worry, just do your best tomorrow. I'll check with them too."
"HOHOHOHOHO!!!" Everyone cheered in unison.
Su Chen put his phone in his pocket: "I'm leaving?"
"HOHOHOHO~"
Su Chen nodded.
Then they left directly.
Two minutes passed.
The class quieted down, and everyone looked at the podium.
Jiang Yunming asked in confusion, "Where's Brother Chen?"
Lin Luoxue looked at her phone: "3.2.1, come back."
"Hmm~ I still think it's better to finish teaching today's class."
"Then let's not waste any more time~" Lin Luoxue said with a light laugh as she twirled her pen.
Su Chen: "...Then let's get started."
...
the next day.
Southern Media University.
Music Academy.
In front of the music room building.
Standing there were several middle-aged people and a young man.
"Su Chen, I didn't expect you to come along to see this."
"Hehe, since I've been invited, I'll come and take a look."
Su Chen had seen the old man in front of him before, and was even quite familiar with him.
It was the principal who cheered him on at the school gate back then.
That impression.
It was so profound.
"Dean Guo, what brings you here too?" Su Chen turned around and looked at Guo Yang beside him, his eyelids twitching.
After this guy lured me here, I didn't expect him to show up too.
Is it because you want to know the result as soon as possible?
"Our School of Television and Journalism can't work in isolation; we need to go out and explore from time to time."
Guo Yang put his hands behind his back, glanced at the principal, then stretched his hands out again and continued, "After all, the news won't sit there waiting for us to discover it."
"To obtain firsthand information, we must use it for exploration!"
The principal looked at the two of them and smiled, "Well said, you've set a good example, that's something you've done very well."
"Thank you for the praise, Principal. It's what I should do." Guo Yang stood there humbly, accepting the praise like a primary school student.
Su Chen: "..."
Is this the same leader who went to their dorm to educate them before?
It doesn't look like it at all!
As if sensing Su Chen's gaze, Guo Yang coughed lightly and looked at the dean of the music academy beside him: "Dean Zhang, please introduce yourself."
"Oh, right, right, right, look at my memory."
Dean Zhang touched his thinning hair and pointed to the building in front of him: "This is our music practice room building. Right now, it's a very busy time for the students to practice, so we're very strict about discipline."
"No horseplay or group chatting is allowed in the music room."
The group walked up the steps.
To their right was an iron gate that looked like a prison door, making it particularly conspicuous.
"This iron gate?"