Chapter Eighty-Three: I'm Sorry Everyone
Ye Mingxuan's horse race calmed everyone at once, and no one dared to underestimate Ye Mingxuan at this time, although the erhu was taken away by Mr. Paganini, it was impossible for the exchange meeting to prepare only an erhu for Ye Mingxuan.
The next exchange was much more harmonious, but as Xiaolang's complexion became worse and worse, Daniel's eyes became more and more playful.
Several piano exchanges, Xiao Lang did not participate, looking at Xiao Lang's face getting worse and worse, Ye Mingxuan said worriedly: "Brother Lang, why don't you go and rest?" β
Xiao Lang shook his head strongly, he couldn't see the competition between Ye Mingxuan and Daniel, how could he rest at ease. It's just that his state is really worrying.
Ye Mingxuan sighed, it's not a way to hold on like this! It seems that if you want Brother Lang to step down and rest, you can only take the initiative.
"Gentlemen, Brother Lang is unwell, do you want Brother Lang to rest first?" Ye Mingxuan said tentatively. If everyone is easy to talk, he doesn't want to be too aggressive, they are all arrogant characters, and it is better to save some face.
"It would be a pity if Mr. Lang died, and the piano exchange would be a lot more discolored!" Augustine said playfully, looking at Xiao Lang.
"Isn't it? Without Mr. Lang, are you going to admit defeat in this piano exchange?" Ito also said in a strange voice.
"Didn't I say we would admit defeat? Why, Mr. Daniel would love to see us admit defeat? I saw that somebody didn't dare to play the tune just now, so he threw in the towel. Ye Mingxuan looked at Augustine and said teasingly.
"You..." Augustine glared at Ye Mingxuan hatefully, then looked at Xiao Lang and said, "Without Mr. Xiao Lang, what are you and this person?"
"Liu Xianhua. Ito answered.
"Yes, are you and this Liu Xianhua qualified to communicate with us?" Augustine said with an arrogant face.
Augustine's words hit Liu Xianhua's heart like a hammer. It also hit the hearts of the audience who were watching the live broadcast.
The meager official of the Music Association instantly became the only channel for everyone to vent.
Calamity: "I want to beat this Augustine to death, do you have a team?"
Su Mengxie: "Don't think about it upstairs, we can't get in touch with other people's level at all, and we can only look at it when we are so angry, this Augustine is so angry, who is this looking down on?"
Lu Renjia: "This Ye Mingxuan has been jumping a lot lately? I don't know if the sky is high and the sky is thick? I still want to challenge the international master? I really treat myself as a green onion." β
The little fan sister who loves Kunkun: "That's it, if my Kunkun plays, it would be good, and I will definitely beat these people." These people in the Music Association just have no brains, Ye Mingxuan is a small artist who is not in the stream, why did you invite him to go, please invite my Kunkun to win now?"
Who is holding the angry knife: "Damn, carry the forty-meter-long knife of labor, labor, and management will hack to death this little slut upstairs." What the hell is it that comes out and is embarrassing?"
The meager ones are disturbed and not mentioned, Zhang Zifeng's house.
"You Brother Xuan is a bit arrogant, how can Augustine say that he is also one of the top ten violinists of international musicians. The picture in Zhang Mu's TV frowned and said to Zhang Zifeng.
"But Brother Xuan is really powerful, didn't he win Augustine just now?" Zhang Zifeng said unconvinced.
"Don't be unconvinced, Ye Mingxuan is a trick, Ye Mingxuan will definitely lose in the upright violin competition. Zhang Mu said with a smile. She could see it really, but...
"Mom, Brother Xuan can't play the violin, how can you compare? Otherwise, what kind of pudding and Brother Xuan can compare to Erhu?" Zhang Zifeng said angrily.
"It's Augustine, you kid, I can't tell you anymore? I'm your own mother, what kind of ecstasy did this Ye Mingxuan pour into you, and you dare to blow your beard and stare at me if you are confused?" Zhang Mu patted Zhang Zifeng's head angrily.
"No, besides, Brother Xuan's piano is also very good, maybe he can really win!" Zhang Zifeng looked at Ye Mingxuan on the TV with confidence.
"You little girl, you dare to talk back, you are usually so well-behaved, since you met this Ye Mingxuan, have you become more and more skinny?" Zhang Mu glared at Zhang Zifeng dissatisfiedly.
"Mom, I know you're the best, I'll give you a thump on the back. Hehe..."Zhang Zifeng hurriedly stepped forward to curry favor, and stood behind Zhang Mu obediently and beat her back.
Mother Zhang glanced at Zhang Zifeng and sighed: "It's not that you can't do this Brother Xuan, you have to know who his opponent is, I don't know if you are so confident?"
"Who?"
"The best pianist in our country is Xiaolang, ranked eighth in the world, and Daniel, the opposite of Brother Xuan, is the seventh pianist in the world, if Xiaolang is not in any physical condition, although it is impossible to win him, it will not be too bad. But now you have seen Xiaolang's situation, it's all a problem on the field, how can you win? You won't be naΓ―ve to think that you, Brother Xuan, are really higher than Xiaolang's piano level, right?" Zhang Mu carefully analyzed for Zhang Zifeng.
"But... But..."Zhang Zifeng didn't know how to refute.
Most of them are the same as Zhang's mother's thoughts, of course, this does not include Xiaolang Ye Lao and Shi Haishan, who know the inside story, which is also the reason why Ye Mingxuan persuaded Xiaolang to step down and rest, and was not stopped.
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The atmosphere at the scene was tense, everyone was nervous, pointing and talking at Augustine, and a considerable number of people felt that Augustine was right.
"I'm a small character who doesn't enter the stream, but it's enough to crush you, isn't it?" Ye Mingxuan said in a deep voice, the clay man still has three points of fire, let alone him?
Augustine was not angry either, "What is there to be proud of as a character who is not in the limelight, who won me by the timbre of the instrument?"
"It's all about playing music, don't say such childish words, if you lose, you lose, why do you want to do it again?" Ye Mingxuan squinted at Augustine, the most despised is this kind of person, if he loses, he will personally attack, squeeze and step on the other party, you don't want to think about it, you stepped on me so low, you still lost to me, I don't go into the stream, so what kind of thing are you?
"Talking about heroes, Mr. Lang rest, what do you two compare to a piano? Playing folk music, have you ever touched a piano?" Augustine sarcastically said.
Liu Xianhua didn't dare to say much now, he was crushed to death, and he was just humiliated when he went up. It's better to stay honest.
"Who said that if I don't play, we won't be better than the piano? Xiao Xuan's piano is ten times stronger than me, and he will lose?" Xiao Lang's face was ugly, but he still forced himself to say a word, he didn't speak out before, it was because of the quality of a musician, which made him disdain to show the advantage of his tongue, but now, this Augustine is speaking more and more ugly.
"You Chinese people are like this, you have to die to save face and suffer crimes, except for you, there is only one Li barely enough to see, and other people... Tut-tut..."Ito raised his fingers and shook it, obviously not believing that Ye Mingxuan's piano level was really so powerful.
"That's... Let's wait and see. β