Chapter 648 The Wind Is Roaring, the Horses Are Neighing, and the Yellow River Is Roaring

Just as Xiao Sa finished reciting, the music suddenly became intense.

The drums roared like machine guns. This drum sound was like the sound of galloping horses and roaring machine guns.

Following this rhythm, the audience felt their heartbeats getting faster and faster, and their blood was surging.

The three choirs sang at the same time.

"The wind is roaring, the horses are neighing,

The Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring.

The hills in the west of the river are thousands of feet high, and the sorghum in the east of the river and the north of the river is ripe.

There are so many anti-Japanese heroes in the mountains!

In the green gauze tent, guerrilla fighters are heroic!"

The passionate singing and the dense drum beats like a storm made all the audience feel excited.

The roar of the Yellow River was also drowned by the singing and drums.

The audience flushed and was very excited.

In the live broadcast room, the audience watching the live broadcast was already boiling.

At this moment, countless people suddenly stood up.

Only by standing up, with their heads held high, can they bear such a passionate song.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room exceeded 30 million, and the number of viewers reached 800 million times.

"Yellow River Cantata" once again broke its own record.

Or rather, it has been creating new records.

Countless units spontaneously asked their employees to watch the live broadcast of "Yellow River Cantata".

In the stadium of Shanghai Media University, the live broadcast was played on the big screen, and thousands of students gathered here, bursting into cheers from time to time.

The students' patriotic enthusiasm is the easiest to ignite.

It is hard for them not to be moved when listening to such songs.

In the meeting room of Jiangcheng City Bureau, Director Zhao organized a meeting to watch the live broadcast.

"Old Chen, this song can be organized so that comrades can learn it."

Old Chen nodded: "It has been arranged, and comrades are also watching the live broadcast."

Lin Chengzhi looked proud.

The song continued, and on the podium, Xu Nuo had a layer of white sweat on his forehead.

As a conductor, he has to put in much more effort than others. Every note and every beat is in his mind.

And he sings every verse. Not only does he have to sing, but he also has to control the rhythm.

Xu Nuo's baton is flying.

The chorus is full of momentum.

"Holding up the local guns and foreign guns,

waving the swords and spears,

defending the hometown!

Defend the Yellow River!

Defend North China!

Defend all of China."

The passionate part, everyone who sings is about to burn.

Next is the most difficult round part, which is the easiest to make mistakes.

Due to time constraints, he only had time to rehearse with the orchestra and choir a few times. The rehearsal effect was good, but he was still a little unsure about the live performance.

Xu Nuo raised his left hand, indicating that the orchestra controlled the rhythm of the music, and waved the baton in his right hand gently.

He sang the lyrics in a low voice.

The music has weakened to the extreme.

"The wind is roaring, the horses are neighing,

The Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring,

The hills on the west side of the river are thousands of feet high,

The sorghum on the east side of the river and the north side of the river is ripe..."

This section is the most difficult duet part, the female voice sings first, and the male voice sings later.

Neither the east wind can overwhelm the west wind, nor can the back waves overwhelm the front waves.

The female voice part must be clear, and the male voice part must also be audible.

The angry roaring Yellow River, the scorching sun, and the whistling wind cannot suppress the drums and singing on the scene.

Xu Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not relax at all.

The duet part was perfect, and the round-robin part of hell difficulty was about to come.

Xu Nuo's conducting movements also became fierce.

"The wind is roaring, the horses are neighing

The Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring

The hills on the west side of the river are thousands of feet high,

The sorghum on the east side of the river and the north side of the river is ripe."

Layer after layer, a full three rounds of chorus, the sound goes from weak to high.

Each sound can be heard clearly, and each emotion is constantly progressing.

The atmosphere on the scene was ignited.

For the audience, listening to such music, they seemed to see their ancestors who went to the battlefield one after another.

They were like this at that time, one after another, group after group, fearlessly rushing to the battlefield.

The audience's scalp was numb, and tears began to burst.

"Holding up the local guns and foreign guns,

waving the swords and spears,

defending the hometown!

Defend the Yellow River!

Defend North China!

Defend all of China."

The round-robin part of the hell difficulty finally ended, and there was no mistake between the three different choirs.

In fact, both the old conductor Cao Xiu and the chief Du Tao had great opinions on using three choirs to sing.

The round-robin part was too difficult, and it was easy to go wrong if it was not the same choir.

The Beijing Chorus, Yanzhou Chorus, and the Magic City Media University Chorus were three choirs that had never intersected.

No one had any objection to the Beijing Chorus, which was one of the most famous choirs in China. The Yanzhou Chorus was much worse, belonging to a local choir, and was much inferior in both level and performance energy.

As for the Shanghai Media University Chorus, it was comparable to the Yanzhou Chorus, or even slightly weaker, after all, most of the choir members were students.

How to conduct three different choirs at the same time became the biggest problem.

If Xu Nuo hadn't insisted, the two choirs behind would have been kicked out.

Fortunately, the performance was perfect, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After the singing part ended, the audience was very excited.

The whole audience was excited.

At the moment when the song ended, Xu Nuo's conducting movements became more intense, and he was about to jump up.

The military drums, trumpets, French horns, erhu, violins, clarinets, and pianos were all in full swing, and the music created a momentum of thousands of troops galloping.

The rolling Yellow River lost its color at this moment.

The last repetition of the song ended with the chorus.

The last repetition was more vigorous than the previous part.

Amid the thundering drums and the sharp trumpets, "Defending the Yellow River" ended.

Xu Nuo put his hands away and the music stopped.

He couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

He gave a thumbs up to the Shanghai Symphony Orchestra and the three choirs.

After only a few rehearsals, they could achieve such an effect. Everyone is amazing.

Due to time constraints, he didn't have much rehearsal time, and the private practice was organized by each team.

I heard that everyone practiced very hard in private.

This is the key to the success of the performance.

After Xu Nuo gave a thumbs up, he turned around.

The same scene appeared in front of him again.

All the audience members were in the same posture, with their left and right hands together, waiting for the order to applaud.

Xu Nuo smiled. Such an audience was really awesome.

He did not applaud, but picked up the baton and waved it violently at the audience.

The audience was stunned for half a second, and then reacted immediately.

The applause was like a tsunami.

Some people were cheering loudly, and some were screaming loudly.

This time, the applause was even more enthusiastic and uniform than before.

Perhaps it was because of Xu Nuo's conducting?

Xu Nuo's baton changed the rhythm, and the audience's applause also changed the rhythm.

They could not understand the conductor, but they could understand the amplitude of the baton.

The uniform applause formed a beautiful landscape.

The cameras in the live broadcast room jumped in direction.

At this moment, Xu Nuo became the conductor of the audience.

The uniform and rhythmic applause left a deep impression on the audience.

Xu Nuo was just playing around, directing the applause a little, and when everyone had vented their emotions, he made a gesture to stop applause.

Xu Nuo had not thought that the audience would listen to his command, but he never expected that when he closed his hands, the audience's applause actually stopped.

Xu Nuo was confused.

He really didn't expect everyone to be so cooperative.

You know, there are a lot of big guys in the audience who have the final say.

If someone told him a minute ago that these big guys would listen to his command, Xu Nuo would send him directly to a mental hospital for treatment.

But now, such a scene really appeared.

Looking at Xu Nuo's confused expression, Li Kaixuan smiled.

The previous calm command made him feel that Xu Nuo was an old man. It was not until he saw the shock on his face that Li Kaixuan felt that "this kid will also have unexpected times."

It feels great.

Xu Nuo wiped the sweat off his face, bowed slightly, and turned around.

"Defend the Yellow River" is the theme song of "Yellow River Cantata", singing about the Chinese nation's indomitable fighting spirit.

"Roar! Yellow River" is a high-level summary of "Yellow River Cantata", which is the final essence.

The last movement of "Yellow River Cantata" - "Roar! Yellow River" is about to begin.

Xu Nuo stretched out his hands, the symphony orchestra took their positions, and the choir was ready.

The reciter Xiao Sa returned to the front of the stage.

This was his last recitation.

When the audience saw Xu Nuo's movements and Xiao Sa's return, they immediately quieted down.

Everyone has figured out the rules. At the beginning of each song, the conductor will have a starting style, and Xiao Sa, as the reciter, will start.

This scene has appeared for the eighth time, which means that "Yellow River Cantata" has entered the last song.

Everyone looked at the stage intently.

Xu Nuo waved his hands, and the melodious and pleasant music sounded.

The sound was very soothing, and then slowly strengthened.

Dad, dad, dad~

After the rapid music, Xiao Sa began his final recitation.

"Listen,

The Pearl River is roaring!

The Yangtze River is roaring!

Ah! Yellow River!

Raise your raging waves,

Send out your wild roar,

To the oppressed people of all China,

To the oppressed people of the world,

Send out your battle call."

One sentence is stronger than the other, from the Pearl River to the Yangtze River, from the Yangtze River to the Yellow River, all over the country, roared.

No one thought there was anything wrong with not mentioning their hometown, because these great rivers themselves represent the entire nation.

Everyone was excited.

The pattern of the song was sublimated step by step in the recitation, no longer a city or a province, no longer a certain region, and not only the Chinese nation, but the oppressed people of the world.

Ignore the region, ignore the culture, ignore the race.

The suffering people of the world should listen to this song that blows the battle horn.

Xiao Sa left the stage.

The music became more urgent and Xu Nuo's conducting became more intense.