Chapter 255: Piano Master "Aida"

On the web at the moment.

Netizens are still angry, but they are worried.

The anger is because of Fusangguo's provocation, which makes netizens' hearts surging with blood and difficult to calm down.

is worried because after learning about Miyata Jiro's power, he has no bottom in his heart about the contest between Wuyan and Miyata Jiro.

Although everyone knows that the quality of "Remembrance of Love" created by Wordless is very high, no one knows how high it is. In the hearts of these netizens, no matter how good "Remembrance of Love" is, I am afraid it is not as good as Jiro Miyata's works.

"What to do? What to do? ”

"Fusang is so shameless, they are bullying others."

"No way, who made us inferior to others?"

"Speechless won't refuse a challenge, right?"

"There is a high probability that they will refuse, after all, this is a battle that is destined to be unbeatable."

"But if he refuses, we will lose face."

"I can't refuse, I have to die to !!"

“……”

Just when everyone was talking.

Someone shouted, "Wordless response!" ”

Responded?

Did you say yes?

Or refused?

When I boarded up, I don't know how many people flocked to the wordless Weibo page.

And then......

Everyone saw the wordless Weibo content: If you want to fight, then fight!

Almost every netizen who saw these six words instantly felt a surge of blood in his chest.

"it!"

"This reply, all I can say: awesome !!"

"It's too domineering."

"Anyway, the momentum is up."

"That's so right."

"That's it, cut him !!"

"No matter what the victory or defeat of this contest is, crush him first in terms of momentum."

Originally, everyone thought that there was a high probability that Wuyan would not compete with Jiro Miyata. Even if you fight, you will be very low-key.

No one expected that Wuyan would be so rigid.

Of course, it's one thing to be tough, but it's another thing to win.

Jiro Miyata also knew Wuyan's response on Weibo for the first time, and he smiled faintly: "The battle of words will only make people laugh." A real strong person never takes advantage of his tongue, but speaks with strength! ”

The mustache immediately nodded in approval: "What Miyata-kun said is very true, when you take out the piano music tomorrow, how arrogant you are speechless now, how embarrassed you will be tomorrow." ”

"Of course."

Jiro Miyata nodded, his confidence unmistakable.

……

Next.

In the morning.

Jiro Miyata announced the details of this piano music exchange on Weibo.

First: In this competition, both sides each came up with a piano song to compete against each other.

Second: If Jiro Miyata wins, then Jiro Miyata will be a teacher without words; On the contrary, if there is no word to win, the music delegation of Fusang will be an assistant teacher in Central Music for one year.

Third: Mr. Aida as the referee.

The announcement of these news was deliberately done by Jiro Miyata, because he was worried that Wuyan would break his promise after failure. After all, their gambling contract was determined privately, what if they didn't admit it when they didn't say anything?

So when he posted on Weibo, he also deliberately posted the chat records of the two sides, and @ was speechless.

In this way, there is no possibility of repentance without words.

However, when netizens saw the three-point content released by Jiro Miyata, they sprayed wildly one by one.

"Jiro Miyata, do you want to be shameless?"

"Made, shameless, isn't it? Do you have your own teacher as a referee? ”

"If you win, you have to let the teacher go silently, and if you lose, you can still go to the central sound to teach, this is called punishing you? Why don't you go to heaven? ”

"It's not fair!"

"Absolutely unfair."

"Trash!"

"Shameless!"

When Jiro Miyata looked at the comment area, his lungs exploded.

Made, is it speechless to let yourself lose and go to the central music teaching? Why scold him?

As for letting his teacher be the referee, Jiro Miyata swore that he had no selfishness at all.

After all, his teacher is a piano master, the most respected existence in the piano world, how can he cheat for personal gain? That thing is a self-smashing signboard!

What's more, does he Jiro Miyata need his teacher to favor him?

Not at all.

Because of this time, the piano music he took out was the teacher Aida's own piano music.

In other words, this contest is actually a contest between Silent and the piano master.

Couldn't Aida still win without words?

It's a joke!

……

It was only a few minutes after Jiro Miyata posted on Weibo.

Wang Mo received a call from Zhao Shu.

On the phone, Zhao Shu was obviously a little embarrassed: "Xiao Wang, this matter was originally a matter of our Huaxia Music Troupe, but I didn't expect you to be involved." You don't have to be too stressed, if you lose, you lose. After all, our level on the piano is not as good as others. Since Jiro Miyata dares to challenge you, he must be confident. I suspect that he has a better piano piece than "Remembrance of Love" to dare to do this.

Why don't you discuss it with me? When you lose, do you really go to worship the other party as a teacher? That would ruin your life. ”

Wang Mo smiled: "Old Zhao, don't worry, I won't necessarily lose." ”

Zhao Shu didn't care about Wang Mo's words, and frowned: "In this way, it is definitely impossible for you to worship Miyata Jiro as a teacher." When the time comes, if you lose, you must never speak again. I'll have someone on my side to replace you and fulfill the bet. Anyway, Jiro Miyata doesn't know who you are at all. ”

In Zhao Shu's opinion, Wang Mo is basically 100% going to lose.

Not even a chance of winning.

If Wang Mo was just an ordinary composer, of course he wouldn't care about it.

But he knows more secrets about Wang Mo, and knows that in addition to Wang Mo's extraordinary talent in music, he also has another famous identity: "West Building".

So no matter what, it is impossible for him to let Wang Mo worship Jiro Miyata as a teacher.

When the time comes, don't say that you can't get over it in your heart, I'm afraid that He Zhixing will be able to cut off his robe and cut off his relationship.

So Zhao Shu decided in his heart: as long as Wang Mo loses the game, then he will immediately select a talented piano seedling from his side, and pretend to be speechless to travel and gamble.

Although it is a good seedling, it is at least much better than a silent apprenticeship.

Wang Mo was still smiling.

When Zhao Shu finished speaking, he spoke: "Old Zhao, let's not talk about the punishment for my failure. I would like to ask, if I win, will the bet I make to let the music delegation of Fuso go to CCTV as a teaching assistant for a year? ”

Zhao Shu listened.

The voices became agitated: "Aren't you talking nonsense?" Is it just useful to me? It is even a huge boost to the central sound, the piano of Huaxia and even the entire music industry. Because this time, the delegation from Fuso is the worst representative, and his musical attainments are not weaker than mine. Jiro Miyata is an internationally renowned pianist, and his level is far superior to mine. If they go to the CCTV teaching assistant for a year, I dare to say that the music level of CCTV will definitely have a earth-shaking change. No...... I was wrong, if they go to CCTV, how can I possibly make them teaching assistants? Give them my place. ”

Although Zhao Shu is not ashamed of Miyata Jiro's behavior, he admires the other party's musical attainments very much.

Before this, he had spent a lot of money several times to invite Jiro Miyata to give lectures at Yangyin, but each time he was rejected by the other party.

So in Zhao Shu's view, letting Jiro Miyata come to the central sound as an assistant teacher for a year is something that he never dreamed of.

When Wang Mo heard this, he smiled: "I'm relieved to have your words, it seems that the bet I said is not bad." ”

Zhao Shudeng was deflated again: "What's the use of saying this? You've got to win. ”

"Oh."

Wang Mo sighed, hung up the phone with a smile.

Then he turned on the computer and began to "copy" "Sea of Clouds in the Moonlight" from his mind.

The piano music given by the system only has the score.

So he had to write the piano music and then go to the studio to record it.

Half an hour later, the score was completed.

Wang Mo took it to the recording studio.

Because he had the experience of recording piano music last time, this time he recorded "Sea of Clouds in the Moonlight" in less than two hours.

"That's it!"

Wang Mo listened to it again and showed a satisfied expression.

When he returned to the office, he sent the recorded audio to the music platform, and at the same time @Miyata Jiro: "Piano song "Sea of Clouds in the Moonlight", please advise." ”

Almost at the same time.

Jiro Miyata also @ him: "The piano song "The Magic of the Spring", please advise." ”

At three o'clock in the afternoon of this day, the two released the piano music together.

Connection.

A storm began to roll up on the Internet.

……

Fuso country.

In a quaint room, an old man of about sixty years old was kneeling on the ground, leisurely sipping tea.

A young girl walked in barefoot with a mobile phone in her hand, knelt in front of the old man and said respectfully: "Aita-kun, Miyata-kun is calling." ”

"Hmm."

The old man was still making tea, but he glanced at the girl lightly.

The girl understood and clicked on the hands-free.

Jiro Miyata's voice came out: "Teacher, I found a piano genius in Huaxia, in order to defeat the other party, I used the teacher's work this time, and I also asked the teacher to know." ”

Then, Miyata Jiro elaborated on the contest with Wang Mo.

Aitian's expression remained unchanged, and after tasting a cup of tea, he said in a slightly surprised voice: "Is there really such a piano genius in Huaxia?" Younger than you, but as strong as you? ”

Jiro Miyata said in an affirmative tone: "Yes, this person has composed a song "Remembrance of Love", and I judge that it is completely comparable to the world's first-class piano music. Teacher, would you like to hear it? ”

"Nope."

Aida shook his head: "Nowadays, except for the works of several other piano masters in Europe and the United States, no piano music can arouse my interest. You're doing the right thing, the emergence of such a piano genius in Huaxia is indeed a threat to us. For threats, either surrender or destroy. This time, after you defeat him, bring him to me, and if his talent is really no less than yours, I will personally take him as an apprentice. ”

"Hey!"

Jiro Miyata agreed.

Then he continued: "Teacher, there is one more thing for you. ”

Aida: "Say! ”

Jiro Miyata: "I have a wordless duel, and I want to ask you to be the referee." Now Wuyan and I have uploaded our piano music to the Internet, and we have asked the teacher for guidance. ”

Aida smiled slightly: "I won't point out the works you upload." ”

Because "The Magic of the Spring" was created by Aida himself, there is no need to point out.

Speaking of this piano piece, Aida had a hint of smugness on his face. It was created by Aida, who was walking in the mountains a month ago and came across a stream.

Although Aida believes that it is still far from the world's famous songs, it is fresh, natural, beautiful, and beautiful, and almost all the beauty of nature is integrated into it.

In other words, this "The Magic of the Spring" is enough to be called the top piece in the piano world.

Aida believes that as long as it is released, it will quickly become popular throughout Fuso and even the world, and will be loved by countless music fans around the world.

But he gave it to Jiro Miyata as the hole card for this visit to Huaxia.

Now, it really comes in handy.

Although Aida felt that using this proud work of his own to confront an unknown guy in Huaxia had a wasteful feeling of anti-aircraft guns fighting mosquitoes.

But if the other party is really a piano genius, it's worth it.

Come to think of this.

Aida put away the teacup and said lightly: "You passed on the work you released without words to me, and I will listen to it." ”

Since he is a referee, even if he is not interested in the works created without words, he has to take a second look.

"Hey!"

Jiro Miyata responded.

Almost a minute later, Aita received piano music from Miyata on his phone.

"A Sea of Clouds in the Moonlight?"

Aida looked at it and muttered to himself. Then I gently pressed the play button.

(End of chapter)