Chapter 265 Hope and Future

As soon as the idea came up, Yun Yiheng dismissed it immediately.

Although he recognized that cousin and aunt, it didn't mean he recognized Anonymous.

No matter what the reason is, Qing Dai was forced to withdraw from the circle by Anonymous, and he would help Qing Dai fight against the injustice.

Yun Yiheng took a deep breath, lowered his head and continued to look at the score.

Just looking at it for a while, the phone rang. He glanced at it irritably, and when he saw the content on it, he cursed "Fuck" in a low voice, and rushed out immediately.

Shen Ruojing had just left the room and was about to go downstairs to find Chu Tianye and Chu Yu. The two little guys were playing with Mrs. Chu downstairs. They didn't expect to bump into Yun Yiheng head-on and almost hit him.

She raised her eyebrows and turned sideways.

Seeing Yun Yiheng standing still, looking at her, the young man had dark eyes due to staying up late, and his eye sockets were bloodshot and red. He seemed to be very excited, but he still suppressed his anger and asked: "Do you also feel that, Folk music is not as good as orchestral music now?!"

Shen Ruojing:?

She was about to say something when Yun Yiheng smiled again, "Of course you think so, Anonymous is a master of orchestra..."

After he finished speaking, he rushed out without giving Shen Ruojing time to speak.

Shen Ruojing: "..."

She opened her mouth, looked at Yun Yiheng's back, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

She wasn't going to meddle in other people's business, she went downstairs slowly and sat on the sofa drinking tea, watching Mrs. Chu playing with her two children.

The mist of tea rose up, and life was comfortable. After she drank two sips of tea, she suddenly sighed silently, put the teacup on the table, and said to Mrs. Chu, "I'll go out for a while."

Jincheng Conservatory of Music.

Yun Yiheng drove the car directly into the parking lot of the school.

As soon as the car stopped, he jumped out of the car and rushed upstairs.

As soon as they arrived at their music group, they saw the rest of the band carrying their instruments downstairs.

Yun Yiheng immediately stopped them: "Where are you going?"

There are five people in his band.

The other four were three men and one woman, and one of them, a fat boy, said with a complicated expression: "Yun Yiheng, we give up."

Yun Yiheng shouted angrily: "We have been forming a band for so long, and everyone cooperates tacitly, why should we give up?!"

"Because our band will never be able to get the core position, the core schedule!" The band members were obviously anxious, and told the truth: "We learn musical instruments and want to have a chance to stand out, but this folk music can't attract the audience at all. We loved it! We never got the chance to play in the past at school either!"

Fatty sighed: "Do you know who will come to this music festival competition? The old man from the Shen family in Kyoto! He loves rhythm, and any band he likes will have the opportunity to play in the Vienna Golden Music Hall!"

The Vienna Golden Concert Hall is the top concert hall in China.

Those who can play here are all famous international music masters.

And being able to play a song there is the lifelong pursuit of the music school students!

Since ancient times, very few fresh graduates have been invited to perform, but this time the old man of the Shen family is here!

Everyone tried their best to catch Mr. Shen's eyes.

Yun Yiheng said: "I know everyone's thoughts, we have to believe that our orchestra can also win the first place!"

"Take the first place? By what? By the "Plum Blossom Cold" that you haven't researched yet?!"

"Yun Yiheng, it is difficult for our folk music to come out in the first place. Now everyone's bands are mixed, and the West and the East can be fully integrated. Our school only has a pure folk music band like you! Can you stop being so stubborn!"

Yun Yiheng asked back: "Yes, most of the orchestras in our school are composed of orchestral music and folk music, which is called a combination of Chinese and Western music, but let me ask you, which orchestra have you ever seen with a folk music chief?! Is it true that our folk music Is it destined to be a green leaf for others? In my orchestra, at least I can guarantee that our folk music is the chief! It is a red flower, and there is no need to set off others!"

Now most of the orchestras of the Conservatory of Music are pianists or violinists who take turns as the principal. Even if there are occasional folk instruments in it, they are just dubbing and auxiliary.

Yun Yiheng really likes guqin and wants to make pure oriental classical music.

His words silenced Xiaopang and the others.

When Yun Yiheng was about to continue persuading them, the only girl in the band said, "Yun Yiheng, let us tell you the truth. It was Wen Yuyi who sent us an invitation to join her band. You also know that her violin is very famous in the school, and she is also a popular candidate for this championship, she is willing to give us a chance and take us to the Golden Hall together, we are not willing to give up this opportunity."

Fatty said earnestly: "Brother Yun, we are different from you. You learn Guqin for fun, but we want to make a career out of it. We all understand that Wen Yuyi's band is only for green leaves, but if Really being able to go to the Golden Hall will be the most brilliant stroke in our resume, which will be very helpful to us whether we are taking postgraduate entrance examinations or finding jobs after graduation.”

"sorry."

Everyone knew that it was disrespectful to Yun Yiheng to temporarily quit the band like this, but they all chose their future.

Everyone bowed to him and left with their instruments.

Fatty is the last one.

He stood there, staring at Yun Yiheng, and suddenly asked, "Brother Yun, do you really think Min Le still has a future?"

Yun Yiheng said firmly: "Yes! Fatty, you believe me, "Plum Blossom Cold" will definitely subvert your perception of folk music!"

Xiaopang smiled wryly: "But, what about the complete score of "Plum Blossom Cold"?"

Yun Yiheng choked.

Xiaopang patted him on the shoulder and walked past him with his head down.

Yun Yiheng stretched out his hand, wanting to grab him, but a second before his fingers touched him, they stopped in mid-air.

Fatty didn't stop.

After the four of them left the room, Yun Yiheng's eyes were red, and he slowly clenched his open palm, but only some air was clenched.

The empty room was usually filled with chatter and laughter from Xiaopang and others.

Everyone is laughing and cursing, all here.

The school does not support pure folk music bands, because everyone knows that there is no future. Yun Yiheng took advantage of the Yun family's influence to apply for this room.

But now, the hustle and bustle has dissipated, and there is only one person left...

Yun Yiheng lowered his head and his shoulders drooped.

They are folk music, do they really have no future? Guqin, which has been passed down in China for thousands of years, will eventually lose to Western instruments?

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the silent environment.

"Da da da."

The footsteps stopped at the door.