Su Qiling was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly: "Okay."

"But you are not afraid that I will steal your limelight?"

Yang Ling laughed: "No, no, no, I think because of you, the video can't sell that much money."

"what?"

"You said I was holding back?"

Su Qiling was not angry, but giggled and said: "I didn't think that you, the stinky Taoist priest, would be interested in playing songs for these mortals. There is no monk's consciousness."

"But it doesn't matter, I also want to teach you what is passed down from your ancestors."

Speaking, strode to the stage and stood beside Yang Ling, with a slight smile on his lips.

When Yang Ling came to the stage, everyone showed an expression of excitement, and being able to hear Master Yang's performance on the spot was a boastful capital!

"Ding, you have fulfilled everyone's desire to play on stage, and the wish is worth +1."

Qingping music, composed by the great poet Li, composed by modern musicians, with pipa or guzheng as the main instrument, combined with jade flute and drum beats, the music is soft and beautiful with a magnificent vibe, showing the history of Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty The majestic heritage is a fine piece of ancient style.

Yang Ling and Su Qiling glanced at the music score written by Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu on the shelf at the same time, and they recorded them in their hearts in an instant.

Sitting on the chair, Yang Ling hugged Pipa and moved his fingers gently.

With this action, the audience fell silent for an instant, and the needle drop was really audible.

At a certain moment, Yang Ling's fingers gently strummed the strings, and the unique music of pipa sounded leisurely...

The notes flowed softly, and everyone was intoxicated in an instant.

The audience closed their eyes almost at the same time, immersed in the ancient melody.

Su Qiling looked at Yang Ling with a faint smile, a trace of appreciation flashed across her eyes, the corner of her mouth curled up, and the drum beat gently.

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"Boom..."

"Boom..."

The skin drum that should have made people excited is in her hands, perfectly fitting the sound of Yang Ling's pipa.

The sound of pipa and drums are entwined together, and a little bit of music opens up the blueprint in everyone's hearts.

It was a majestic and beautiful city, the pinnacle of the flourishing age of ancient China...

Under the infection of this kind of music, Guan Chenxi seemed to be floating in the clouds, overlooking the huge city below, shocked and surging in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, she raised the microphone and sang the lyrics in a crisp and dramatic voice:

Forbidden court in spring and day, Yingyu wears new embroidery.

Baicao cleverly begs flowers and fights, only betting on beads...

Guan Chenxi's voice is pleasing to the ear. She is not a famous artist, and her singing naturally does not have the finishing touch, but the melody is embellished with lyrics, making the giant city in everyone's mind clearer.

When Yang Ling put down the pipa and played the Yuxiao, the whole song came to the climax/trend part, and the artistic conception in the song was sublimated again!

Bustling and prosperous, glorious for thousands of years.

This great city seems to really reappear in the beautiful melody. What a shock it is!

After one tune was played, there was no applause, no screams, and only silence.

Everyone was deeply surprised by this Qingpingle. They seemed to have gone through thousands of years. The sense of loss and shock at the end of the song even made them forget the applause and cheers.

Until a long time later, Qin Lei reacted, she didn't say anything, just clapped vigorously!

The next moment, the audience burst into thunderous applause!

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