Punch: From third-rate anchor to top chef

Chapter 515
Rhythmic repetitions of unisons alternate with tightly rhythmic hoofbeats.

The sudden and rapid sound of the pipa put everyone in the ancient battlefield.

Breaking through the siege, King Xiang fled in a wasteland and was pursued by the Han army.

A tragic melody came, and in a blink of an eye, Xiang Yu was besieged by the Han army on the Wujiang River. He raised his sword and fell on the side of the Wujiang River.

The sword forged from hundred-forged fine steel lost its master's grip and landed on the bluestone on the shore, making a crisp landing sound.

Li Xiao's phantom-like fingers lightly pressed on the strings.

Then the sound of the pipa stopped abruptly like a storm.

Regardless of the few people watching on the stage, or the judges and audience in the audience, everyone's mouths became O-shaped.

The live broadcast room was overwhelmed by all kinds of exciting barrage and rewards.

Mackintosh Donna stared blankly at the people on the stage.

Is this the Dahan Kingdom classical music that she has always looked down upon?
Who is this person in front of him?

What's the matter with this sweating and trembling feeling?

Why is the opponent's technique so familiar?
It turned out that it wasn't that the classical music of the Han Dynasty was bad, but that what she had seen before was not good enough.

Mackintosh Donna, who was closest, was deeply shocked.

The five judges sitting in the front were the first to come to their senses.

Their faces were full of excitement, and the professor who taught the classical Mingyue of the Han Dynasty stood up even more excitedly.

Without taking the occasion into account at all, he took the microphone and asked Li Xiao:
"May I ask, who is your teacher?"

Li Xiao shook his head in a daze. How could he have any teacher? It was a skill bestowed by the system.

He could only explain ambiguously:
"I have many teachers, so it can be regarded as learning from others' strengths."

In fact, what Li Xiaoxiang expressed was that he taught himself online, but his words were misunderstood by the classical folk music teacher.

"It turned out to be from a family of musicians. No wonder the pipa level is already superb at such a young age. It's really amazing."

In his opinion, only children from musical families can learn from different teachers.

After all, even in modern times, sectarianism still exists.

It is only the children of the musical family, who are left behind by their parents, who can learn from different teachers and gain their strengths and advice.

And music needs continuous accumulation and learning, only such children who have been influenced by music since childhood.

Only at such a young age can he achieve such great achievements in music.

The person next to him also nodded and said:

"Indeed, the moment the pipa sounded, I was pulled into the ancient battlefield, surrounded by soldiers and iron horses."

"If the sound of the pipa hadn't stopped, I wouldn't be able to get out of the imagery of the music."

The corners of Li Xiao's mouth twitched slightly, it seemed that the misunderstanding was a big one.

He didn't know where to explain it better.

After thinking for a while, he sighed silently in his heart, but decided to swallow the words of explanation.

As the saying goes, after one lie is told, more lies are needed to cover it up.

If you tell a lie in public, you may have to make up for it with a hundred or eighty lies afterwards.

So he simply kept silent and let everyone make up their own minds.

Seeing that he did not speak, several judges did not continue their discussion, but returned to the topic.

Professor Huo coughed lightly, with an unconcealable smile on his face, and nodded in satisfaction:
"It's very exciting. This song Flying Daggers is the best Flying Daggers I've heard in recent years."

"All the links are handled very smoothly. Even if I perform on stage in person, I'm afraid I can't do better."

"So my score is perfect, 20 points!"

The rich-faced male professor next to Professor Huo sat down and stood up with a smile:
"One thing to say, the little brother's level of pipa is more than enough for an associate professor in the Music Department of Chengdu University to take an instrument class."

"Competing against a senior student is indeed a bit invincible."

"But now it's about the level of competition, not about anything else."

"So the score I gave is also a full score, 20 points!"

"Excellent performance, 20 points!"

"It's played very well, especially the last section. I can even personally experience Xiang Yu's despair when he is surrounded by the army."

"Whether it is technical or emotional, it is perfect, and my score is also 20 points!"

Professor Huo was about to stand up and make a summary of the game.

There was a burst of national curses on the stage:

"F*ck NM! What kind of sex contest is this, it's clearly a fraud for personal gain!"

"As professors and associate professors of Chengdu University, in order to help people from your own country win, do you still want..."

A crisp slap interrupted the taunting of the man with the stud earrings.

The man with the stud ear was covering his left face. Although Mackintosh Donna didn't use much force, it was too sudden.

Being slapped in the face in public, or being slapped in the face by the object of his love, the man with the earrings was instantly confused.

Mackintosh Donna, who had come to her senses, showed a frustrated and apologetic expression on her face. She pursed her lips and said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, well, Howard, stop talking."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked to the front of the stage, slightly bowed to pick up the microphone, and said in a low voice:
"I'm very sorry for my companion's rude remarks."

"I have no objection to the judges' evaluation this time."

"Mr. Li Xiao's playing level is indeed much better than mine."

"I lost this game convincingly."

After finishing speaking, she paused for two seconds, took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and then continued:
"I'm very sorry, I made very inappropriate remarks in public just now."

As she spoke, she turned to face the six old musicians, bowed slightly and said in a very sincere tone:
"I'm very sorry, the six teachers made radical remarks because my understanding of Dahan Kingdom classical folk music is too shallow."

"I am deeply sorry for my behavior just now, and I beg you six to forgive me."

The six musicians looked at each other, and finally the one who lent the pipa, the old man in the bowler hat, came out with a smile.

He also didn't intend to beat the dog in the water, but said with a smile:
"It's okay, it's okay, it's true that the six of us old guys didn't perform well just now."

"There's actually nothing wrong with what you said, it's just too generalized."

"It's a little bad to generalize our few low-level technologies to the classical musical instruments of the entire Han Dynasty."

Hearing the old man's reprimand, this time McIntosh Donna did not show any rebelliousness, but nodded obediently, and spoke again:
"I'm very sorry, you are right. I will carefully review this aspect."

After apologizing to the six musicians, she turned around again, facing the audience off the stage and said with a serious expression:
"I am very sorry for making insulting remarks in public, and I apologize to everyone here."

After speaking, she bowed slightly again.

I don't know which audience member in the audience said aloud:
"Okay, since you are willing to gamble and admit defeat, we forgive you!"

With this yell, echoes immediately sounded around:

"Yes, we adults don't remember villains!"

"Don't do that next time!"

"Okay, knowing what's wrong can make a big difference!"

(End of this chapter)