Kalron's voice was not loud, but it was full of energy.

In an instant, it spread throughout the opera house.

Although the others didn't come over to join in the fun, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at it with their eyes.

Quite a few people began to whisper.

"I don't think Wang Huan can recommend a better symphony. ”

"That's right, Mr. Carron is the world's most symphonic master. ”

"Why does Wang Huan want to change the symphony? What's wrong with the "Symphony of the Stars"?"

"In this world, strength is king after all. Let's see how Wang Huan responds. ”

"Wang Huan is still too young, he said that he wants to change the symphony, which is a bit insulting to Mr. Carron. ”

“......”

Wang Huan listened to the surrounding discussions, and his face remained unchanged.

He smiled slightly, "Mr. Carron, the Symphony of the Stars is indeed quite good, but I don't think it's a little suitable for Miss Elle to listen to. There are two reasons for this: first, Miss Elle has heard this piece before, and now she continues to play it for him, so there is less surprise and less touch. Second, the artistic conception of "Symphony of the Stars" is mainly romantic and quiet, although it is suitable for Miss Elle to listen to, but it cannot give her a spiritual shock. And the purpose of I suggesting this concert is to give Miss Elle the strength to laugh at life. It is precisely because of this consideration that I think that if the symphony at the end is not groundbreaking and groundbreaking, then it will be reduced to cliché, similar to no performance. ”

Reduced to cliché!

It's almost the same as not performing!

After Wang Huan's words were finished, the faces of everyone around him changed slightly.

Even Theodore showed a helpless expression, and said secretly in his heart: "No wonder you can get along with the teacher, Master Wang Huan's temper is exactly the same as the teacher's back then." ”

Claron's breathing began to grow heavy, and if another young man had told him something like this, he might have rebuked him for talking about it. However, Wang Huan's identity was not weaker than him at all, so he had to suppress his anger and say word by word: "In this case, I want to see what kind of symphony you recommend to us, Mr. Wang Huan, is it "March to the Top of the Clouds" or "Greenlov Symphony" or something else?"

After finishing speaking, Kalron's eyes were fixed on Wang Huan, waiting for Wang Huan's answer.

As long as Wang Huan said the name of any symphony, he would be able to use his great expertise to refute it. Until the arrogant young man in front of him was speechless.

He once said: No one knows the symphony better than him.

This is no joke!

However, the next moment, something happened that surprised everyone.

I saw Wang Huan beckoning, and Lu Mingjun behind him stepped forward and handed over a briefcase.

Wang Huan opened the briefcase, took out a thick and beautifully bound document from it, and then pointed to the document with a smile and said, "I have a new symphony here, maybe it is more suitable for the symphony orchestra to play at the Magic Capital Concert." ”

New?

Symphony?

Everyone, including Kalron, was furious in their hearts.

Does this mean that Wang Huan wrote a symphony himself?

Even he thought that the piece he wrote was more classic than the "Symphony of the Stars", which has been circulating for 200 years?

Oh，no！

In the opera house, everyone looked at each other, and ridiculous thoughts rose in their hearts.

Culron didn't even look at the documents, but said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wang Huan, have you misunderstood something? We agreed to Master Bouz to attend the Magic Capital Concert, not for you, nor for the promotion of the symphony you wrote. I think Booz will be unhappy if you do that. ”

In Kalron's view, Wang Huan should have composed a symphony by himself, and wanted to promote this symphony to the world through them. This kind of behavior really made him a little disdainful.

Although he knew that Wang Huan had composed several world-renowned piano pieces, with Wang Huan's level, it was indeed not difficult to write a symphony. But piano music and symphony are fundamentally different. The symphony in Wang Huan's hand, no one has even listened to it, and no one knows what its quality is. And looking at such a thick pile of documents in front of you, this symphony may even be a long movement of tens of minutes, so the quality is even more difficult to determine. All right...... Even if this symphony is really good, so what? Can there be a "Symphony of the Stars"? Take 10,000 steps back, even if it can be compared to the "Symphony of the Stars", can you be sure that this symphony will satisfy Elle?

So many uncertainties put together.

It's impossible!

The surrounding music masters shook their heads and sighed.

"Wang Huan did a bit recklessly this time. ”

"Yes, we are all going for Buzz's face, and it has nothing to do with Wang Huan. ”

"I don't know if Booz will be angry when he finds out about this. ”

“......”

When Wang Huan heard Kallon's words, he knew that this master was thinking too much.

But he couldn't prove that he was really unselfish.

Shaking his head, he looked at Kallon, and said seriously: "Mr. Kallon, Master Buz is my only friend abroad now, so it's impossible for me to joke about this." I simply thought that the symphony I had in my hand was a perfect fit for Miss Elle. It's okay if you don't believe it, but I'll put the symphony's score here. You see, or not, it's all here. Of course, I think it's worth a look...... I'll leave first, see you next time. ”

After all that's said.

Wang Huan put the document in his hand on the chair beside him.

Then he smiled at Theodore and turned to leave the San Francisco Opera.

“......”

Everyone's expressions became a little dull.

stunned as Wang Huan's figure disappeared at the door.

Kalron, who originally thought that Wang Huan would say a lot of other reasons for them to play this symphony, but Wang Huan actually left so cleanly.

He didn't know what it was like.

After a long time, Culron retracted his complicated gaze, subconsciously picked up the document on the chair, turned the first page, and a line of text came into view of him:

Symphony of Destiny!

......

......

After Wang Huan left the San Francisco Opera, he immediately dialed Chris's phone.

The call was quickly connected.

Chris's surprised voice sounded: "Hey, Master Wang Huan, you actually called me." ”

Wang Huan smiled slightly: "Mr. Chris, may I ask if you are in San Francisco?"

Chris quickly replied, "Yes, Locke is headquartered in San Francisco, and I work here." ”

Wang Huan smiled: "That's great, I don't know if you have time now? If it's convenient, I'm going to visit you." ”

"What?"

Chris was stunned for a while, and then exclaimed: "Master Wang Huan, are you coming to the United States?"