Japan.

The strongest rookie in the Asian piano world.

Koichi Tomikawa

"Teacher, the culture of the Xia Kingdom is about to rise."

The old man looked up at the screen and said, "This is a good thing, the mainstream culture of the world has always been oriented to Europe and the United States.

The rise of Xia culture means the rise of Asian culture, but unfortunately a piece of music does not represent anything, and the traditional music of Xia is too serious. ”

Korea.

Super popular all-round musician, Park Kim Sun.

"Ah Xiba, who the hell is that Asian in the V band, it's really jealous that he made such a big battle."

"Park Jinxuan, don't be jealous, no matter how powerful he is, he is only in the field of traditional music, and Asian pop music culture is still the world of our Korea."

Johansburg Conservatory, Germany.

Genius conductor, Kling.

"In the world's music circle, there should be a place for Xia Guo."

"Look at it again, their instruments are very unique, but there are so few works that have been done internationally."

At this time, in front of Jasmine College.

The students looked at the slowly approaching floats.

Feeling stressed.

It's a musical culture they don't know about.

The ancient and splendid oriental melody contains too many emotions that they don't understand.

It's like a war song that looks at death as if it were home.

It is also like an ode to the glorious history of a thousand-year-old dynasty.

It's hard to put into words.

If they had to describe it in one sentence.

It can only be, shocking.

At this time, Principal Ella's mood was both angry and worried.

Because she didn't know if the tenth sonata, "Dawn on the Sea", could overshadow the opposite end.

But she couldn't think of a better track to deal with it for a while.

At this time, the Heavenly Soldiers' Formation Music came to an end.

All the instruments let out a final roar.

All the Xia Guo musicians in the car looked at all the teachers and students of Moria, exuding a strong fighting spirit.

This battle spirit is strong but not sharp, not like the indomitable progress of the Russian 100-man regiment just now, but more like a strategic and slow advance.

The melody is majestic and endless.

On the float, Sophia's right hand cracked and bled out, but she gritted her teeth and continued to beat the drum kit quickly.

And Liu Yi's fingers have long since left the piano.

Because he simply couldn't keep up with the scales and melodies at this time.

The two kept cursing in their hearts.

"I'm Gan, obviously I said in the rehearsal before that it was C key, C key, but as soon as I came up, I went straight to G key, you TM are really not good people!"

At this time, Jasmine Principal Ella raised her hand and said coldly:

"Preparation, Dawn of the Sea"

For a while, all the Jasmine teachers and students withdrew their eyes and picked up their instruments.

At this time, Ajelina opposite her also held her bow high.

"Ready, violin sonata "Moscow Square"

At this time, the audience directly fried the pot.

On the float, the last note had just fallen, and Peking Opera master Yang Lan opened his voice directly.

"Gentlemen, from "Hundred Birds and Phoenix"!"

In a flash.

All three orchestras began to play at the same time.

A huge wave of sound exploded over the school.

The audience was dizzy and the world was spinning.

TH, the popularity exceeded one million.

"It's... This kind of scene can't be called a musical performance..."

"Yes, at this point, it is no longer a battle of music, but a competition of morale between the two sides, whoever is disrupted by the other party first will lose!"

"Wow, the Xia-Russian coalition VS Moorea, this is probably the top competition in the music industry ever."

"Wow, my scalp is tingling, I don't know which one to listen to."

Meow Ya live broadcast, the popularity exceeded 3 million.

"This live broadcast is destined to go down in history, but it is estimated that no one has the courage to listen to this performance a second time, and the melody of the collision of three top orchestras can be understood by mortals like me?"

"Wow, it's like a fight between immortals, mortals are suffering, and my ears are going to explode."

School gates.

Three orchestras are at the center of the musical storm.

Their melodies are constantly intertwined and collide.

"You can't go out of tune, you can't go out of tune!"

Ajelina closed her eyes and her expression was pained, and she struggled to find her own melody.

The Xia Chinese Orchestra is here.

Li Wenjun, a professor in the magic capital, gritted his teeth, beat with his feet, and worked hard to direct the orchestra.

The other 36 musicians stared at him with extremely serious expressions.

Jasmine's side.

Headmaster Ella was furious.

She hurriedly ordered the other students to stand behind the orchestra and help cover their ears.

Only the conductor Kenny is constantly beating the beat with his feet, concentrating on finding the melody of his orchestra and conducting it.

The performance is here.

There is no ornamentation at all.

They compare the willpower of the musicians to the concentration of the conductors.

As soon as the conductor conducts a note early, or the ear hears a note, then the whole orchestra will immediately go out of tune.

But alas.

On the Russian side, there are no conductors.

It's not enough for them to find rhythm with willpower.

Soon, young Ajelina began to mispronounce.

As soon as she made a mistake, other violinists were also affected, some began to snap the shot, and some were physically stunned and began to drop the beat.

For a while, the scene was chaotic.

"It's over, I'm going to derail the orchestra."

Ajelina bit her lip, her face full of self-reproach.

The more anxious she is, the more wrong the rhythm is.

So, she had no choice but to put down the violin.

TH on.

"It's over, there are no conductors on the Russian side, and their rhythm is out of order."

"Huh? How do you hear it, I think it's all noise, what's the rhythm here? ”

"You can't see it? It's messed up over there, and Ajelina has already put down her violin. ”

"Alas, she's still too young."

"It's okay, a fight of this level, if you are not careful, you will lose."

At this time, Ajelina did not choose to give up.

She took a deep breath, opened her eyes and said:

"Band ready, "Moscow Square" recital!"

"Yes!"

At one time, hundreds of violinists started playing anew.

The audience was in an uproar.

"What, start over?"

"Wow, what's this operation for?"

"Why, they're cheating."

But Ajelina didn't care so much.

She just wanted to play "Moscow Square" as it was.

Her dignity told her that she couldn't give up.

So, the melody collided and heated up again.

On one side is the suona Qitian, the Xia National Orchestra with a hundred flowers.

On one side is the Jasmine Academy, which plays as accurately as a machine.

And, of course, the Russian hundred-man regiment from scratch.

They are tenaciously playing their own games.

The sound waves spread out like the sea, and the melody is chaotic, but it is gorgeous.

Slowly, the audience became quiet, and they silently watched the musical farce.

The three melodies are intertwined and intertwined, like noise.

But no one present complained or left.

At this point, the performance has nothing to do with music.

It's about the dignity of the three orchestras.

No one wants to lose.

At this moment, Ajelina put down her violin again, and she lightly beat her hand in the air a few times, and then shouted loudly.

"Do it all over again!"

"Yes"

"Do it all over again"

"Yes"

……