The sound of the lingering sound

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The sound of the lingering sound

In the office with a rustic decoration, a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle sat behind the desk, looked at a document, sighed, rubbed his temples from time to time, and took a sip of strong tea.

I picked up the cigarette box on the table and just opened it, a "dongdongdongdong" knocked on the door quickly.

"Come in"

The office door was pushed open, and a gentle and gentle young man in glasses walked in quickly, walked to the desk, put his phone on the desk, pointed to the screen of the phone and said, "Captain, look, a strange man playing suona has been found in Jincha City. As long as we invite him, this East-West music exchange meeting will definitely be stable!"

The middle-aged man named "the leader" by a gentle young man is Bai Cong. He is the current leader of the Longguo Symphony Orchestra and also serves as the honorary dean of the Longguo Conservatory of Music.

At the end of May, there was an East-West music exchange meeting. Due to various factors, the traditional music of the Dragon Kingdom declined. Except for some folk artists who performed in rural areas, few students from regular musical academys are proficient in traditional musical instruments.

I learned almost all of them, such as violins, cellos, pianos, and Western musical instruments.

At the East-West music exchange meeting, you can't play all with Western musical instruments. You can't play a repertoire with traditional Long Kingdom instruments. The problem is that many traditional musical performing artists are old, such as pipa and erhu. These instruments that do not have that high physical strength requirements, but they are fine when they are old. They will be finished playing after a little persistence. The suona is not good, and the physical strength requirements are too high. When they get older, they really can't play.

However, without the iconic musical instrument of suona, it cannot reflect the essence of traditional music in the Dragon Kingdom.

Bai Cong was worried about where to find a suona master. The secretary helped him find it. Looking at the news on his phone, he was shocked and subconsciously said: "The sound of the lingering sound is endless, is it true or false?"

He has been playing music all his life, and has never heard of anyone playing music that can be the same as the ancients said. The lingering sound is lingering on the beams for three days, not to mention three days, not to mention three seconds. As long as he stops playing, the music will disappear immediately.

"Captain, since this is what the news says, even if there is no sound around the corner, there must be a suona master. I will go to the Jincha City Gymnasium in person to investigate on the spot, and then visit this suona master."

"Okay, go"

The secretary turned around and was about to leave when a word suddenly came from behind, "Wait a minute, help me book a plane ticket to Jincha City."

"OK"

The next morning, not only did the self-media come to catch up on the popularity, but some qualified media such as Penguin News, daily headlines, Jincha Daily, and also went to Jincha City Gymnasium to report.

At this time, the lingering sound in the gym has not yet stopped.

After the reporters' reports, people came to check in one after another. The usually deserted gymnasium became very lively and almost became a popular attraction.

At noon, Bai Cong and his secretary walked out of Jincha Airport and took a taxi to Jincha City Gymnasium.

The taxi driver smiled and said, "This is the eighth group of customers I pulled from the airport to the gymnasium. Now there is a serious traffic jam outside the gymnasium and I can't get there at all. I can only put you near the gymnasium. You can walk over it yourself, not far away, you will arrive after passing through an intersection."

"Is there really a lingering sound?" Bai Cong asked in surprise.

"Of course, otherwise why are so many people going to the gymnasium? There is no important competition, just to hear the sound of hundreds of birds paying phoenixes." Speaking of this, the driver suddenly became mysterious, pressing his voice very low, and said, "I tell you a secret that others don't know. Don't spread it. In our Jincha City, there is a strange man who knows the very popular Xingchen Technology Company recently?"

"I know!" Bai Cong said and nodded.

"There is a child from a relative who works inside. He just received a bonus of 50,000 or 60,000 yuan last month, which made me drool in my envy and pulled me away. The chairman of Star Technology Company is this strange man. A meteorite fell from the sky some time ago. Do you know?"

"Know!"

Bai Cong and his secretary nodded at the same time. After reading the news about meteorites, they were both shocked.

"This meteorite was summoned by a strange man. Scientists were sent to detect the meteorite. As soon as they approached, the meteorite suddenly spoke, saying that it was the gift of this strange man." After saying this, the driver's eyes were as big as a cow egg.

"Really or not?" Bai Cong subconsciously said his catchphrase.

"Really, fake?" The driver looked up at the rearview mirror, rolled his eyes to Bai Cong in the mirror, and lowered his voice again, "I was there at the scene at that time. Can I see it with my own eyes? During this period, strange music has appeared in the northwest region several times. This music was not heard, but appeared directly in my mind."

Hearing this, Bai Cong instantly remembered the Ai Le who suddenly appeared in Shangjing in mid-to-late April. He nodded, showed a sudden enlightenment expression, and said, "Oh, I understand. It turns out that the master of suona is this strange man. What is his name and where he lives? Do you know?"

The driver did not answer, pointed to the gymnasium not far away, pointed to the roadside, and said, "You get off here, and you will start to get traffic jams when you walk forward. You follow the sidewalk in front, cross an intersection, and then you will reach the gymnasium."

As he said that, he parked the car on the side of the road.

After Bai Cong and his secretary got out of the car, the secretary said with a bitter face: "The driver's routine is so deep. He took advantage of the time of speaking and went around for a long time and charged at least 30 yuan more!"

"Then you said it earlier?"

"I got off the bus and found out that I had turned a corner from the intersection on the left a few minutes ago."

Bai Cong followed the secretary's gaze and was speechless for a moment.

More than half an hour later, the two finally followed the long queue into the gymnasium. They couldn't hear it outside. As soon as they entered, they heard a kind of cheerful music that was both distant and very close. Although the voices were noisy, they could still hear it clearly and was very magical.

Bai Cong smacked his lips and sighed: "It's really a lingering sound. The ancients are sincere and will not deceive me!"

The secretary nodded and echoed: "I didn't expect that there was really a lingering sound. I have a lot of knowledge. If this strange man who played the suona was invited to the East-West music exchange meeting, wouldn't those Westerners be shocked to fall off their chins?"

Speaking of the strange man, Bai Cong's face appeared again, and he sighed and said, "I'm afraid this strange man is not easy to invite."

Today is May 1st. Haisha City, the city closest to the equator in Long Kingdom, suddenly became lively. Due to its special geographical location, ordinary residents of Haisha City are basically military families and foreigners are not allowed to enter Haisha City. If their own people want to travel to Haisha City, they have to go through a lot of procedures.

Therefore, Haisha City is deserted and there are not many cars on the streets. Unlike today, various vehicles shuttle back and forth, and the port is also very busy.

At 2 pm, the groundbreaking ceremony of the world-renowned space elevator project officially began. A set of channels broadcast the entire process. The ceremony was very grand. Pigs, cows and sheep were also taken to honor the world. Some sarcastic monsters that have been dormant for a long time were said to be dross, superstitions, and food was wasted.

Netizens fought back immediately.

"Western people call God every day, you say it is faith, you respect the world here, you say it is superstition, I kick you to death with one kick."

"Get out! Climb for me quickly"

"It's really a world-famous double standard. I want to decide on you two big B-bags"

At the end of the ceremony, the host smiled and said, "The ability to start the space elevator project cannot be separated from the support of one person, that is, the chairman of Xingchen Technology Company. Now I would like to invite Mr. Wang."

A phone call suddenly appeared on the large LED screen behind the high platform. After it was connected, clear voices came from the speaker next to the screen.

"I hope the space elevator is completed successfully. I will take out some things in the future to speed up the process of Dragon Kingdom's exit from the Blue Star and moving towards the universe." After hearing this, the people at the scene were shocked and thought to themselves, how many advanced technologies does the chairman still have? Suddenly, a "dongdongdong" sound came from the sound, followed by a rough and rude voice, "Brother Liang, you take care of Zhang Dong, he steals all my spicy strips."

"Go to the side, I have some serious business here! Okay, that's all, I'll hang up first."

Everyone looked at each other. Zhang Dong, who was mentioned on the phone just now, should be the general manager of Xingchen Technology Company. Unexpectedly, he even stole other people's spicy strips, so he really didn't know what to say.

Netizens watching the live broadcast laughed and posted barrage and said:

"I never thought that this young and promising Mr. Zhang actually stole other people's spicy strips, hahaha!"

"Sure enough, spicy strips are the only god, and even successful people love to eat them."

"I want to know who the person who complained was, and his identity seems to be not ordinary."

More than ten minutes later, in addition to the space elevator project that was on the hot list of major online platforms, Zhang Dong, general manager of Xingchen Technology Company, stole other people's spicy strips, and the lawsuit was also on the hot list.

When Liang Qiqi, the project manager of Panda City, saw it, she laughed and screamed.

"Qiqi, when did your unit recruit people? Your brother was laid off and has not found a suitable job yet." A middle-aged woman spoke and put a plate of cut apples on the coffee table.

"My wife Robot No. 3 is on the market. I guess Xingchen Manufacturing will recruit people at that time. Please let him focus on the official website of Xingchen Manufacturing Company."

"Don't Xingchen Technology Company recruit people?"

"Not to recruit"

Liang Qiqi shook her head, tied an apple with a toothpick, and put it into her mouth. When he first joined Xingchen Technology, his relatives and friends said that this kind of small company was unreliable and might go bankrupt one day. He quickly took advantage of his spare time to do some questions, quickly take the public exam, or take the exam for the editorial exam.

A friend who has passed the exam shows off her happy life in her circle of friends every day and goes out to have dinner together. Suddenly, she becomes arrogant and pointed at others.

As a result, no one expected that the boss of Xingchen Technology Company was so strong, it was so strong that the company's treatment was also very good, and he would give bonuses at any time, and he would give tens of thousands of dollars at a time.

When she was advised to take the civil service exam, the relatives and friends who took the exam asked her to go out for dinner every once in a while, with only one goal, and wanted to enter Xingchen Technology Company through her relationship.

The friend who had already passed the postgraduate entrance examination actually went to her house to ask her if Xingchen Technology still recruits people. She wanted to change jobs because the postgraduate establishment is stable, but it is too stable. The steadily opening 2,800 per month is not enough for her expenses.

It is said that nothing is difficult in the world, but I am afraid that there is no wall in the world that is not leaking. When these two principles are combined, Marion, the newly appointed director of the Gaul Museum, found clues about the cultural relics that disappeared out of thin air.
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