Zhang Wei's words were like a fuse, and suddenly the entire scene, which was already in a state of imminent triggering, completely exploded!

"Senior Zhang Wei is right! Who can sit on the jury seat of our Kyoto University concert hall is not a famous musician in China, or even in the world? When will even an undergraduate student of Tunghai University be able to sit in this sacred position! This is an insult to our Kyoto University School of Music, and even more so to our Kyoto University!"

In the audience below, a young man shouted loudly, looking at Yang Yifeng with an unkind look!

"Yes, just an undergraduate, even an undergraduate student from our school, who is qualified to sit on the judges' seat?"

"Change the judges!

"Change the judges!"

I don't know who made the request to change the judges, but it was immediately approved by the overwhelming majority of the people! All of a sudden, the entire concert hall was filled with calls for the judges to be replaced. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Quiet!"

The middle-aged man on the stage suddenly turned pale, and shouted loudly, and when everyone quieted down, he pretended to be a little angry, and shouted angrily: "Look at your appearance, all of them are like shrews scolding the street, what kind of system do they become! Since Principal Ji Ying has made Yang Yifeng a judge of this competition, presumably Yang Yifeng must also have this ability, right, Principal Ji Ying?"

Looking at the middle-aged man with a faint smile on his face, Ji Ying's face was not very good-looking, his face was pale, his eyes were full of anger, and after glaring at the middle-aged man fiercely, he snorted softly: "Hmph, of course, although Yang Yifeng is still just a student, but as far as I know, his musical attainments are extraordinary, enough to serve as a judge for this competition!"

Hearing Ji Ying's categorical words, many of the students below who were originally indignant and angry looked a lot more relaxed. As the president of Kyoto University, Ji Ying must have his own reasons for pursuing a student of Tokai University in this way.

But the middle-aged man was unrelenting, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he continued: "Look, I will say that Yang Yifeng must be qualified to be the judge of this competition, you do this, but you have great distrust of Yang Yifeng, and please apologize to Yang Yifeng." “

"Apologize, yes!"

At this time, another person in the crowd spoke, and when he saw this person speak, many people in the audience showed a look of surprise on their faces, and the anger on Ji Ying's face became a little thicker again.

"Hmph, damn it, it's just a deaf ear!"

The person who spoke was none other than Zhang Dequan!

Ji Ying was worried that Zhang Dequan would be indomitable to Yang Yifeng, and when the time came, he would embarrass Yang Yifeng and make something unmanageable, so as early as before the game began, he found Zhang Dequan alone and repeatedly told him that he must not be able to make anything happen in the game, but he didn't expect Zhang Dequan to completely ignore his instructions or requests. I just promised in my ear that it was good, but when I made trouble, it was not ambiguous at all.

At this moment, Zhang Dequan was full of energy, his spirit had reached a peak, and his eyes were shining with Yang Yifeng, with a strong self-confidence.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, pretending to be slightly angry, looked at Yang Yifeng, and asked: "As a contestant who must die in this competition, I strongly suspect that Yang Yifeng is not qualified to be a judge of this competition, and his existence will greatly affect the result of this competition! If Yang Yifeng cannot prove that he is qualified to become a judge, and does not change the judge, then I choose to refuse this competition!"

"Yes, either prove that you are qualified to be a judge, or let him step down!"

Zhang Dequan's words were immediately approved by many people, and the real concert hall was filled with the same voice for a while, but among these many angry voices, the middle-aged man on the stage looked at Yang Yifeng: "Yang Yifeng, we didn't expect such a situation, I'm really sorry......"

Although he said sorry, but looking at his expression, he didn't look sorry at all, and he was very happy when he returned home, Yang Yifeng pursed his lips slightly, and there was some disdain in his heart, after he was a little silent, he suddenly stood up and looked at Zhang Wei.

"You don't think I'm qualified to sit with you and be a judge for this competition?"

"Not bad!"

Zhang Wei's eyebrows were fine-tuned, and a look of pride appeared on his face: "Don't you look at it, except for you, everyone on the jury table is the top musician in China! Even I, although I am not as famous as them, I am also a little famous in the music festival, and I am barely qualified to sit in this position, so what about you? Why are you sitting in this position?"

Zhang Wei sneered for a while, and looked at Yang Yifeng's eyes with more and more disdain: "It's just a student who hasn't graduated yet, one has no qualifications, two has no good grades, and even a little bit of fame, and has never appeared in the music festival, what qualifications do you say you have to sit on this judge's seat with us?"

"Do you think so, too?"

Yang Yifeng's eyes looked at the other five people, but he saw that the faces of the other five people were all calm, and they didn't seem to be affected by this incident at all. After hearing Yang Yifeng's words, Zhang Guoyu took the lead in speaking.

He also stood up, with a smile on his face, and bowed slightly to Yang Yifeng, very polite, and his eyes were also very peaceful, without the slightest prestige when he looked at Yang Yifeng, that kind of condescending and disdainful look.

"There is a sequence of hearing the Tao, although you are young, Yang Yifeng, this does not prove that you do not have deep attainments in music. And this position of a judge is not very sacred in my eyes, and it does not necessarily require any qualifications to be able to sit on it. But ......" Zhang Guoyu looked at Yang Yifeng and smiled slightly apologetically: "After all, this is the most sacred concert hall of Kyoto University, and our judgment will likely directly affect the future development of several young talents, so I think, if you can, please Yang Yifeng, you can show us that you are qualified to be a judge and are qualified to comment on the music of several students who are about to perform." ”