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Chapter 81 Erhu Solo

Sometimes it's like this. You may not know what kind of consequences it will cause if you seem to be pretending.

"Mr. Augustine seems to have any objections to Liang Zhu?" Ye Mingxuan stood up and said with a calm expression.

"What? Mr. Ye has different ideas?" Augustine has always been arrogant and does not take Augustine seriously, such as the nameless person who borrowed from Ye Mingxuan. If it weren't for the opening symphony that made Ye Mingxuan stand out and made Paganini look at him differently, he would have disdained to be angry with Ye Mingxuan: "Am I wrong? Besides Mr. Lu's Liang Zhu worth listening to, are you other Liang Zhu who can listen to?"

Augustine gave Lu Siqing's provocative look in the audience, looked at Liu Xianhua unscrupulously, walked to Liu Xianhua, and whispered in his ear: "Trump!"

Liu Xianhua's face turned red and he clenched his fists. If it weren't for the existence of reason, he would have to give this Augustine a few punches, even if he might not be able to beat him.

Ye Mingxuan kept paying attention to Liu Xianhua and Augustine's actions. When he found Liu Xianhua's face, he knew what Augustine said bad things. He walked to Liu Xianhua and pulled him behind him: "Leave it to me next!"

Paganini, who was in the audience, also breathed a sigh of relief and said to Lu Siqing beside him with an unconscious expression: "This Augustine is so poor in character, how can she be regarded as a violin player of the ten largest and small?"

Lu Siqing sighed: "Mr. Paganini, Augustine's violin playing skills and feelings are all top international standards. He is fully qualified for the ten-sized violin performers. This is his personality, and no one else can control it."

I have heard of Augustine's private life, and I subconsciously don't like this young man very much. I only saw this young violin player today. I have a bad personality. Being competitive is not the personality that a great musician should have.

Others in the audience were also talking about it. Since they had already won, they should have the style of a winner. It is rare to have such an aggressive musician. Is it really good to run an international famous song like this?

As a musician, he is unique among musicians. His performance is always elegant and calm. He is like Augustine. He has heard that his private life is not very good, but he has never heard of his poor personality.

"Ye Mingxuan, be careful. This guy's level is very high, I can't compare to him." Liu Xianhua stood behind Ye Mingxuan and said in a grudge.

Ye Mingxuan nodded in a clear way: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

"Why, Mr. Ye wants to use your second instrument to compete with me?" Augustine smiled and looked at Ye Mingxuan with a mocking look on her face.

"Mr. Augustine shouldn't be afraid of an unknown man like me, right?" Ye Mingxuan said sarcastically with a raised brow.

"Of course I'm not afraid. Since you have confidence, let's have fun." Augustine shrugged indifferently, and looked at Daniel with a look of eyes.

Daniel spread his hands innocently, and his eyes looked at Xiaolang full of fun.

"Mr. Ye wants to use that song to communicate with me?" Augustine strengthened his tone and looked at the erhu in Ye Mingxuan's hand with a mocking look on his face.

What is there to be afraid of for an instrument like Erhu that he has never seen before? Although the symphony at the beginning was shocking, the violin could be missing?

"It's better to be Liang Zhu!" The taste of the erhu song "Rich" is completely different from the taste of the violin. Erhu, the first of sorrow and joy.

"You say one by one, me?" Augustine asked.

Ye Mingxuan shook his head: "You and I can't connect the instruments differently. It's not interesting to say one by one. What should I do at the same time?"

"How do you distinguish between yours or mine?" Augustine asked with a frown.

"The tone of the instrument is different, it is easy to distinguish. You should understand this basic knowledge, right? The sounds of the violin and the erhu are very different. Let's see the audience's reaction!" Ye Mingxuan said expressionlessly. This August really treats him as a passerby. He can step on whatever he wants.

"No, no, no, what's your second? By the way, erhu isn't it? It's different from a violin. I don't want to make excuses to say that I'm disturbed after the end!" Augustine looked sarcastic, as if she was sure to win.

"Since Mr. Augustine is worried, then play separately, right?" Ye Mingxuan sneered and said, "If you don't want to give me a face, then just tear your face. Erhu is just an appetizer, suona

"Since Mr. Ye is so confident, then do what you said!" Augustine just wanted to pull out the erhu alone and beat him. Ye Mingxuan was just right: "Mr. Ye, come first, I'm really afraid that you will retreat after I play!"

Ye Mingxuan shook his head secretly, who gave you the confidence that Erhu played first? Is it God? Maybe it's right? Maybe it's true, after all, this is what people believe in.

"Then I'll come first?"

"please"

Ye Mingxuan held up the erhu, pulled a chair and sat in the middle of the stage, scanning the audience and looking at the audience with frowning, expecting, or disdainful eyes. Apart from the suona, who else was he afraid of?

"Ye Mingxuan, Erhu solo, Liang Zhu."

Adjusting his emotions, Ye Mingxuan immersed himself in the story, slowly telling the joys, sorrows, and joys of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

With the bonus of the erhu tone, Liang Zhu looks even more sad, but this is not enough to completely crush Augustine's violin.

Although the erhu has aroused everyone's sadness, the emotions are not very obvious. Then, the next step is the real ultimate move. You can change the rhythm of the song, so I can naturally add half of the song.

After Liang Zhu finished pulling, Ye Mingxuan quickly and seamlessly connected to Erquan Yingyue. As soon as the prelude of Erquan Yingyue came out, the eyes of the audience in the audience below were filled with tears. It was not until Ye Mingxuan finished pulling the last note that everyone was still immersed in sadness, and the applause was heard only after a moment.

"You are cheating, this cannot be counted, it cannot be counted, you are cheating." Augustine looked at the audience's reaction in disbelief. Although the musicians' emotions are relatively full, few songs can burst out everyone's emotions.

Augustine completely didn't believe that an instrument that had never seen before could motivate people's emotions so high. Mr. Paganini, who was like a music giant, was secretly wiping his tears?

The violin can be played beautifully, but without such strong emotional explosive power, this game is incomparable. Augustine cannot accept this fact. He? Will the international violin player lose to the nameless person? This is simply a huge joke.

"Mr. Augustine, we didn't make excuses for changing the rhythm of the song before!" The two of them had exchanged emotions. Now Ye Mingxuan looked at Augustine with a sarcastic look on his face. On the other hand, Augustine looked gray.

Augustine snorted heavily: "I admit defeat, but you won is not glorious. You used two songs."

Ye Mingxuan chuckled and said, "Mr. Augustine, you can use three or ten songs, and I will never say anything." Want to blame me? I didn't even have any door, so I decided to step on it and I would step on it to death.

Augustine didn't respond, and Ye Mingxuan didn't want to make things boring, so he pulled the chair and sat back.

"Xiaoxuan, you're doing a pretty job, so you should let these people see the power of our traditional folk music." Xiaolang gave Ye Mingxuan a thumbs up and praised him. After a big victory, Xiaolang even got much better.
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