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Chapter 100 The change of Caifeng, a strong prelude

The performance was the same as everyone expected. Due to the promotion of drums, almost every singing and dancing troupe joined men and took a passionate path, and the uniform stage scenes were also imitated.

However, for people who have been used to watching the two songs of War Song and Men's Self-reliance during this period, such performances are not very attractive.

Mo Hongxian was wondering in the backstage lounge area. The previous performance format has lasted for hundreds of years, but she can watch it with relish every year during the New Year singing and dancing performances. Why does this year's new form no longer have the same feeling as before?

"Haha!" Jiang Xingchen laughed and asked, "If you were asked to eat buns three times a day a month, how would you feel!"

"Uh!" Mo Hongxian was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

"Although the singing and dancing were single in the past, you never watched it. Of course, I would like to watch it once in the New Year's performance... It is because of the long-term inertia caused by the audience's love for hundreds of years that Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe ignored aesthetic fatigue and performed continuous performances, otherwise they would have stopped... The previous six performances were almost vomiting when I sang it myself!"

After hearing Jiang Xingchen's explanation, everyone suddenly realized. The old man even secretly complained: "I said you kid will act like this six games a day, and you also said that you want this wind to be more fierce. It turns out that this idea is too cunning and too sinister..."

The singing and dancing troupes came down from the stage, and their expressions were not good. Although they knew they could not compete with Caifeng and Zijing, the audience's reactions were more enthusiastic. However, when each singing and dancing troupe was performed, the audience just applauded, which was no different from the New Year singing and dancing performances in previous years.

However, although the audience's reaction was not enthusiastic, Emperor Qiankun and a group of imperial officials in the box on the second floor nodded repeatedly. After all, they usually don't have time to watch songs and dances, and this form is extremely novel for them.

"The drum invented by Jiang Xingchen is really good and can inspire people!" Emperor Qiankun commented.

"Yes. Especially when used as a snare drum, it stimulates the momentum of the soldiers!" the marshal said.

"I have heard of this year's songs, but I can't listen to those before, haha..." the Chancellor of Finance said with a smile.

Yuan Xixuan looked at the reactions of the emperor and other officials and smiled in his heart: "When the Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe comes out, you will know what shock means!"

While the discussion in the box was discussed, the singing and dancing troupe finished performing one by one. Finally, Caifeng appeared.

With the sound of plucking, the audience was attracted throughout the audience. No one could describe it in exact onomatopoeia. They only knew it was like a pearl falling from a jade plate, refreshing.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of plucking the strings became more and more urgent. A scene of a storm was coming in the audience's mind, and they couldn't help but hold their breath in their chests.

"It's changed!" Everyone had this idea and was shocked. The whole song was completely different from the previous performances. In the past, they were mainly big drums and plucking. But now they are plucking at the beginning, and it is obvious that the whole song is mainly plucking.

In the backstage rest area, Jiang Xingchen was stunned: "Pipa. This is definitely a pipa... Listening to this playing, it really makes me feel like I ambushing the whole world!"

Wanrou, Mo Hongxian, Er Ge, Mei'er and others all had solemn expressions. None of them expected that Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe would make such a big change to the song.

Jiang Xingchen glanced at everyone and smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? Do you have no confidence in me?"

With one sentence, everyone was relaxed immediately. Wan Rou and Mo Hongxian waved their hands disdainfully: "Tsk~"

"Don't worry, our new instrument is definitely not worse than theirs! Sister Wanrou has practiced for so long, isn't it clear?"

"Yeah!" Wanrou nodded vigorously and continued to listen to Caifeng's performance.

On the stage, the drum finally rang, Yuan Hao sang loudly with murderous aura: "The soldiers died in battles, and the horses and corpses were wrapped in horses and corpses. They were alive..."

As he sang, the big man dressed in a hundred soldiers shouted, held a knife in his right hand, and walked forward step by step. Every step fell, it emitted a huge vibration, which was in line with the drum beats.

The sound of plucking at this time was even more urgent, as if urging the soldiers to speed up. The strong killing aura made the audience feel empathetic.

In the box on the second floor, both the emperor and the marshal couldn't help but nod. Although they were inclined toward Jiang Xingchen, the performance of Caifeng's song was indeed outstanding, which was several times higher than the previous songs and dances!

Feng Xuanzhang, the dean of the Imperial Academy, stared at the stage and whispered: "I really didn't expect that they would focus on plucking, and their performance was so perfect... Jiang Xingchen and the others were probably..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Emperor Qiankun.

The drums stopped and the pluck continued to play. The previous momentum had been completed, and the battle on the battlefield began. The messy but extremely rhythmic sound seemed to bring all the audiences on the field to the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, the drums and singing rose again, and the morale was as powerful as the audience was excited to hear it.

Finally, the sound of plucking gradually faded away, and the thunder of the drum also walked towards the horizon. A big battle finally ended, and the audience breathed in their chests before exhaling.

"Wow~" There was a thunderous applause, and there were a few cheers mixed in between.

"This year's New Year Song and Dance Awards, Caifeng will definitely win!"

"Yes! I originally thought their repertoire was the same as those performed before, but I didn't expect such a big change!"

"The main thing is to pluck the bullet, the changes are big enough, but the effect is better!"

"Yes, I felt a little breathless just now..."

While the audience was talking, the box on the second floor, the Emperor, the Marshal, the Finance City, Feng Xuanzhang and others all applauded, and they said it was wonderful.

Yuan Xixuan smiled so hard that his face was blooming and his eyes narrowed. It was certainly gratifying that his son was promoted through this performance, but it was even more important to be able to suppress Jiang Xingchen and retain the voice of traditional forces. Look, Jiang Xingchen is just like this. It was because of luck before that, so he improved so quickly.

"It's the last show, let's see if the Bauhinia Song and Dance Troupe has any outstanding performance!" said Emperor Qiankun.

"Hmph! What good can they do? Pearls and jade are ahead, and they are just green leaves that set off the red flowers!" Yuan Xixuan said in his heart.

Feng Xuanzhang smiled bitterly, and he was also not optimistic about Zijing. Although Jiang Xingchen and Wanrou had no say in his strength, Caifeng's plucking was performed so well. With that song, there was no possibility of surpassing the man as self-improvement.

In the background lounge area, Jiang Xingchen and Wanrou stood up.

"Sister Wanrou, I'm looking at you!" Jiang Xingchen said with a smile.

"It depends mainly on your performance!" Wanrou responded with a smile.

"Bang!" The two raised their hands and patted them in the air.

Then the singing and dancing troupes that had already performed were stunned. They actually saw that the Bauhinia had brought out eight big drums to the stage.

"So many big drums, what are they going to perform? Have they also changed the track?"

Yuan Hao, who had just stepped down, smiled disdainfully and said to himself: "Even if you put a hundred big drums on you, it's useless... Uh!"

Before he could think about it, he saw behind Jiang Xingchen, his second brother walked out in a large rectangular wooden box. Silk strings similar to those plucked strings were densely arranged on it.

"New instrument!" Everyone's eyes lit up, and they showed a strong interest: "I'm going to see it now!"

Yuan Hao and Wei Caixia were nervous, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

In the venue, the audience saw the eight-sided drums, and many people exclaimed: "What is Zijing doing? Is Wanrou going to control the eight-sided drums? How is this possible!"

"Strange! Are they going to give up? Where is the stage scene of a hundred people?"

But immediately afterwards, their attention was attracted by the second brother behind Jiang Xingchen, and they exclaimed again: "What is that... like a long box!"

"The new instrument must be a new instrument... It's interesting now! I didn't expect that the Bauhinia was so deep that it only showed off the new instrument today!"

"The shape of this new instrument is weird enough. Can it make a nice sound?"

"It's about to start soon. Just listen!"

In the box on the second floor, Feng Xuanzhang also showed a surprise expression. He did not expect that Jiang Xingchen was actually hiding a new instrument.

On the contrary, Yuan Xixuan's expression darkened and he cursed in his heart: "This soul is so faint, it's so dark, it's actually hidden so deeply!"

The Emperor and the Marshal didn't know much about this. They just heard the audience's exclamation below and were a little surprised...

The drum was placed around the stage, with Wanrou standing in the middle, while Jiang Xingchen set up the guzheng and sat behind.

"Hu~" Wanrou breathed a long sigh, turned her head to look at Jiang Xingchen, and the drumstick suddenly fell.

"Dong...Dongdongdong...Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong..." A series of drum sounds with a strong sense of rhythm sounded.

The drumsticks in Wanrou's hands made a flower, and her rotating body seemed like a ball of flame. All the big drums on the sides were under control.

"Dou thud thud...Dou thud thud thud..." Guzheng made short and powerful beats, like a master of swords, slashing them with one knife, which shocked people's hearts.

The audience was instantly caught by this short and powerful voice and couldn't help but get involved.

In this piece, Jiang Xingchen used the prelude of Zhou Jielun in the song Huo Yuanjia, just to give the audience a momentary impact!

Immediately afterwards, Wanrou slapped the drumsticks with her hands on the drum surface, and a flower in her right hand was held. A small flute was crossed by her mouth, and a loud and melodious tune was connected.

In the original song, it was originally from the Erhu, but when there was no such thing, it was changed to a horizontal flute, and the effect was just as good.

Further backwards, Jiang Xingchen tweaked his hands together, and the speed became faster and faster, and this section of the pipa was also replaced by the Guzheng.

The continuous strong rhythmic impact, before the audience recovered from Caifeng's battle song, they were once again excited and their emotions were unstable.

It was not until the sound of Jiang Xingchen's zither decreased and turned into a flowing water that the audience's emotions slowly recovered.

At this time, they suddenly realized that the Bauhinia was not about men who should be self-reliant. In an instant, both the audience and the singing and dancing troupe in the backstage showed an incredible look.

Feng Xuanzhang from the box on the second floor immediately ordered the performance list, and saw that the song "Bauhinia" had four words written: Smiling, Proud Wanderer!

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