"Hello, dear leaders and guests!"

"The golden snake dances to bid farewell to the old year, and the horse gallops to welcome the New Year. On this festive and auspicious day, we gather here and welcome the arrival of spring with joyful singing and dancing!"

"This is the performance venue of the 33rd Changle Spring Concert. I am the host Jia Jia!"

"I'm Taotao!"

"We're all ~~Greetings to you!"

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Following the center of the stage, after a opening remark between the two hosts in festive costumes, the curtain of the "Changle Spring" concert slowly opened.

For entertainment programs that are increasingly diversified and even flooded under the influence of the Internet, a county-level art performance is not particularly attractive to people. This is especially true for young people who have been used to being tricked by various jokes on the Internet. Basically, such performances without celebrities are difficult to attract people to watch.

But in Changle, the "Changle Spring" before the Spring Festival has become a habit for many people to celebrate the New Year. Perhaps because of the strong cultural atmosphere here, the people in Changle prefer this kind of performance that can be seen and touched by people around them.

Therefore, the small auditorium of the Cultural Palace, which can accommodate nearly 1,000 people, is still crowded with people at this moment, and even there are many spectators with pony stools on the aisle.

A lively sound of gongs and drums came, and the stage lights were all lit. A group of dancers in big red clothes ran from both sides to the stage and twisted the Changle-style big yangko.

This is the first program of the concert, "Celebrating the New Year with joy." The name is tacky, but it is very appropriate.

More than 20 dancers on the stage danced very vigorously, which occasionally attracted the audience's applause from time to time.

In the center of the eighth row, there were seven judges sitting in a row. One of them sat in the middle, with a thin face, wearing a pair of black glasses, his eyes passed through the lens and fell on a program list in his hand. The lively performance on the stage did not affect him at all.

If there are students or flute enthusiasts who are studying flutes here at this moment, they will definitely recognize him in surprise. This person is none other than Flute, the chief flute of West China National Orchestra and visiting flute professor at West China Conservatory of Music.

Although Madi's flute scene in China is not as famous as those of the predecessors such as Lu Songling and Wang Tiehui, his performance is very distinctive. In the case of the clear distinction between the north and the south for decades and competing with each other, he has taken a unique approach. He uses the local music "Wanwankong" of West China as the material, and has studied it hard for more than 20 years to create the "West China Flute School". His representative works such as "West China Expressing Thoughts", "Driving the Spirit", and "Class on the Frontier" are well-known in the Chinese Flute Game and are widely loved by flute enthusiasts.

Compared to his fame, he is very low-key and approachable. This can be seen from the fact that he can come to the small county town of Changle and serve as a judge for an amateur concert.

Although West China Conservatory of Music has followed the convention and came to serve as a judge for concerts, this is the first time that a judge with such a high level as Madi. Because of this, Changle also paid enough attention to this concert. Just like at this moment, a judge sitting next to Madi who was in his early forties and slightly fat, he was not someone else, but Peng Lexiang, a member of the Standing Committee of the Changle Committee and Minister of Propaganda. A member of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee personally accompanied Madi as a judge. Such treatment was not available in any concert in the past.

Because of this, the actors participating in this concert were all very excited. Think about it, if they could perform well in this performance and impress these two judges, it would be a great thing.

"Well? There are two identical flute programs?" Madi looked at the program list in his hand. His eyes fell on the fifth and seventh programs. He saw that "Flute Solo "New Song of the Herdsman" was written on it. The two performers were Ma Yan and Song Wan'er.

Generally speaking, at a party, there are rarely two similar programs, let alone even the same songs. This unreasonable phenomenon makes Madi a little surprised. Chen Jintao, the cultural director who was sitting on his left, explained the reason to him.

The program of the "Changle Spring" concert adopts a selection system, which means that as long as the contestants are excellent enough to impress the judges who selected the program, they can come to the final stage. It happened that the flutes of two actors were playing very well this year, and they were selected by different judges, so they all came here by chance. As for the repetition of the songs, the organizer also sought opinions from the two people and advised one of them to change the songs, but both of them seemed very stubborn and unwilling to change the songs. So in the end, they had to settle down.

When Madi heard Director Chen’s explanation, he laughed a little. It was the first time he saw this concert that was half a performance or half a competition.

Both of them played "New Songs of the Herdsmen", which did not surprise him too much. This song is so famous. Since composer Jian Guangyi created it in the 1960s to the present, countless people have played it in more than 50 years. This flute song full of strong grassland style is definitely a classic work in the Chinese flute world.

Even he himself likes this song very much. Although he rarely plays it when playing it publicly, he also spent some effort when studying it privately.

Looking at the program on stage, it has reached the fourth one. This is a male solo, "I'm Like a Snowflake from the Sky", a classic bel canto song. The singer is a young man, fat, wearing black-framed glasses, and his hair is very artistic, and his whole body looks very similar. However, his singing skills are average. Although Madi does not study vocal music, he can also feel that his pronunciation is a bit tight, and it seems that his breath is sucking too deep.

"Okay, thank you Wang Hui for your wonderful singing. Next, let's invite Ma Yan to bring us the flute solo "New Song of the Herdsman". The host Jiajia stood by the side of the stage, with a kind smile on his face.

When Ma Yan heard the host report his program, she let out a light breath, a confident smile appeared on her face, and walked gently to the center of the stage.

After smiling and bowing, Ma Yan stopped talking and held the flute in her hands to prepare to play.

A desolate sound of horse-headed fiddle came from the sound. Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Ma Yan raised her arms lightly, crossed the flute across her chest, and gently started playing it.

The introduction to "The New Song of Herders" is a scattered board full of grassland style.

Madi looked at Ma Yan who was playing on the stage with a focused expression, with a calm expression on her face.

In his opinion, this contestant had nothing else except that his costume was quite in line with the style of this song.

The contestant's level is obviously amateur, and his breath control is very stiff. This part should have been blown melodiously and softly, which sounds too bright and straightforward, and does not have that subtle smell at all.

Moreover, the three-degree vibratoes in several key places appear in the wrong time and do not show the proper artistic conception.

Many people think that scattered boards are just a casual blow and have no skills, but people who really understand the profession will not think so. scattered boards are actually the most test of the performer's level, because it is not difficult to play scattered boards, but the difficult thing is to grasp the indescribable taste inside.

The next step was dull, and I can only say that it was played smoothly. Madi didn't say anything, he was going to listen to the next step, which was a continuous three-pitch test, which was a place to test the basic skills of flutes.

As the accompaniment turned, it suddenly became enthusiastic and cheerful, and the flute played faster, and the original lyrics turned into jumping spits.

Madi, who had no expression before, suddenly frowned at this moment.

If he could bear it if his previous performance was a little worse, by the time he heard this vocal, he would have completely lost the patience to listen.

Spit sound is one of the most basic skills to test the performer's skills. Good spit sounds should be clear, round and grainy, but the sound of flutes that reach Madi's ears at this moment is a completely different taste.

The rapid, chaotic, unstable rhythm, and even some fast places turn the sound jump into a lyo. This way of getting away with it may deceive the audience who don’t know much about it, but how can you escape Madi’s picky “golden ears”?

Ma Yan was playing on the stage, but her eyes were always on the face of a person below the stage. As a music teacher who graduated from flute major, she naturally knew Ma Di and knew that there was only one big expert in the stage. Whether she played well or not, others could only listen to the excitement, but Ma Di could hear the problem.

There was no expression on Madi's face, and Ma Yan was a little unsure. When she was venting the sound quickly, Ma Yan saw Madi lowering her head directly, and her heart sank and felt a little panicked.

The following performances were almost all fast notes. Because I was a little confused, Ma Yan's performance was wrong in several places, but fortunately he had finished blowing the song.

When he walked off the stage with the flute, Ma Yan gently wiped the sweat beads from his head, and secretly sighed in his heart that he was too stressed to face Master Flute. He originally wanted to leave a good impression on Ma Di, but after the performance, he asked Ma Di to talk to him alone for a few words, and then take the opportunity to take a photo or something. Now it seems that there is no chance.

Looking at the girl in white who was still waiting to go on stage not far away, a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of Ma Yan's mouth. The woman was holding a street stall in her hand. She dared to play in front of Master Madi with such a rotten flute. I really don't know if it was an ignorant who was fearless.

The sixth program was over soon. Ma Yan was a little surprised when she watched the girl named Song Wan'er walk onto the stage. She didn't even try playing the flute just now. Could it be that she was so confident?

What she didn't know was that because of a previous small accident, Song Wan'er had basically given up on this performance.
Chapter completed!