Lin Yifeng's face was pale, but he shouldn't refute it for a while.

"Your oriental folk music is unbearable, so what kind of gimmick is specially created to attract people's attention, I heard that you have made some Xiaohuang here, which is simply ridiculous and generous." A middle-aged Western man next to him mocked.

"There is a video as proof, and everyone can feel the artistic conception in the sound of the flute." Lin Yifeng said loudly.

"Hahaha, who doesn't know, this can be faked." The middle-aged Western man laughed, his expression very strange.

"You fart." Lin Yifeng shouted angrily.

"Look, this is your oriental folk music, you will swear at every turn, is it also your art to swear?" The old blonde man said disdainfully.

"You...... You ......" Lin Yifeng was almost so angry that he vomited blood.

At this moment, the blonde old man said slowly: "Besides, this time the score is mainly for you Orientals, if so, if you don't have confidence, what qualifications do you have to call yourself an artist?" I don't deserve to play in this concert hall. ”

The other musicians of the Chinese orchestra also had gloomy faces.

Although it is said that the live audience scores, they are considered home.

However, most of the people in this concert are aimed at these Western piano masters and violin masters.

Even ordinary people are far more receptive to Western music than Oriental folk music.

If they lose, then their oriental folk music will be completely pulled down from the art world, and from then on they will become grassroots, and they may never be able to climb into the elegant hall again.

Not far away, Ye Ziyi and Ning Tianzhen looked at this scene, all of them with gloomy faces.

Both of them have been friends for a long time because they love, and Ning Tianzhen is Miss Nanning's family, and Ye Ziyi is Miss Ye's family, and their status is also comparable.

"These people are too much, where are they here to play on the same stage, they are clearly here to smash the field." Ye Ziyi said angrily.

"Our folk music is really too weak, and the organizers of this World Arts Festival are all Westerners." Ning Tianzhen gritted his teeth and said.

At this moment, a brown-haired young man with extremely vigorous hair immediately showed a look of surprise when he saw Ye Ziyi and Ning Tianzhen.

Because he was going to perform, Ning Tianzhen deliberately dressed up, wearing a traditional Hanfu, looking fairy-like.

And Ye Ziyi is wearing a cheongsam, which completely sets off her delicate figure, and she has the grace and softness of an oriental woman.

"Two beauties, let me introduce myself, the contemptible Tony, a once-in-a-century genius in the Western art world, is now a world-renowned young music artist, ranking thirty-six on the youth list, and my teacher, Master York, is ranked fifty-six on the overall list." This brown-haired young man who didn't seem to have fully evolved said proudly.

"We don't have any interest in you, we hope you stay away from us." Ye Ziyi said unceremoniously.

"Two beauties, don't you really think about it? I'm rich, and I'm good, both in art and ......in bed," Tony said, licking his lips.

"Get out!" Ye Ziyi and Ning Tianzhen scolded at the same time, their eyes full of disgust.

Tony's face froze, and then he said angrily: "Don't be ashamed, it's your honor that Lao Tzu takes a fancy to you, I don't know what to do, a bitch." ”

"You savage, beast, why don't you die?" Ye Ziyi raised his hand and slapped it away.

"Smack"

Tony was slapped in the face, and immediately became furious, and was about to fight back.

But at this moment, a man in black appeared beside Ye Ziyi, staring at him like a knife.

Tony felt a tremor in his heart, and the hand he had just raised was lowered again.

"Damn, I tell you, you Oriental folk music, from now on, will be removed from the art world, and you will be trampled into the abyss by your own people, and you will never be able to turn over." Tony didn't dare to make a move, but his mouth was sinister.

"We have the Emperor Xiao in the East, and that is a top artist who can really play the artistic conception." Ye Ziyi said proudly.

"Yes, the two emperors of your Western art world have passed away for many years, and in the future, the only emperor of the art world is our Eastern Xiao Emperor." Ning Tianzhen also said proudly.

Tony laughed, and then joked: "Let me tell you a secret, the Dongfang Xiaohuang you never forget is actually me." ”

"Nonsense."

"I don't know."

The two women said in unison, not believing it at all.

"The sound of the flute in the video you circulated, it's actually me, I went to Spring City to play that day, and I found that there was a masquerade ball, so I wore a bikachu to play with it, and then showed my hand on the spot, I don't know who filmed it." Tony chuckled.

"No way, that's the sound of the dong flute, it's not your Western wind music at all." Ning Tianzhen said loudly.

"Nothing is impossible, we Western wind musicians can play countless styles, I don't believe you see the video of me playing with the oboe, and the photo of me after the masquerade that day." Tony took out his phone and clicked on a video first.

I saw that in the video, Tony played with an oboe, but the sound that came out turned out to be the sound of a hole flute.

Then, he opened another photo, which was taken by Tony holding a bikachu hood and sitting by the Spring City River, and the Spring City landmark Jietian Building behind it was clearly visible.

The two girls were stunned for a moment, as if petrified.

Is it true, Dongfang Xiaohuang, it turned out to be Tony?

They were still fantasizing just now, and the Oriental Xiaohuang made a shocking song to make these Western musicians kneel and lick.

But now, the dream is shattered.

Soon, the concert officially began.

More than 10,000 spectators at the scene were overjoyed to learn that the concert had become a competition mode and that they were responsible for scoring.

It is true that most of these viewers are Oriental, but they have no idea what their ratings mean.

Many of them are not professional musicians at all, they only know what is good and what is not.

Han Qing sat in an audience seat and frowned.

Let the audience rate it, it looks like it has an advantage over oriental folk music, but in fact, it is not like this at all.

In these ordinary families, if a child learns a musical instrument, it is most likely Western music.

They are exposed to Western music, and children learn Western music, so if they are preconceived, they will give high marks to Western music.

Moreover, there are many countries that are broadcasting live on the scene, and if Oriental folk music fails to hold up, it will be about to enter the abyss.