Chapter 595: She accepted the challenge, and the instrument came out (Update 1)
Who is higher and who is lower, who is better and who is worse.
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell into sudden silence.
If everyone thought just a moment ago that this was just a simple exchange of ideas, now anyone with a discerning eye could see the provocation and insult behind these eight words.
What's more, Hamasaki Naohara said it in Chinese!
Don't be too targeted.
Even the R Country representative was surprised by his bold statement. A flash of excitement flashed across his eyes, and he turned to the Chinese representative and said with a smile, "I think this is a good proposal. What do you think, Excellency?"
The Chinese representative gave him a deep look. "We Chinese have an old saying: Think twice before you act. I advise Ambassador Matsumoto to think carefully before making a decision."
Matsumoto, however, misinterpreted the persuasion as a warning. His face darkened slightly, and he spoke with a forced smile, "It's just an exchange, not a big deal. Why is there any need to be so serious? Or is it that your students—don't dare?"
The Chinese representative's brows suddenly furrowed.
Many students in the audience could no longer sit still.
"What did that brat from Country R mean? He even dared to say it in Chinese. He simply doesn't take us seriously!"
"Although guests are welcome, this guest is too rude. So we don't need to be polite."
"A tiny country is just a tiny country. It has no style at all and cannot compare to our great China."
"Sister Yue is not in vain! Get him!"
"You have to kneel down and sing the song 'Conquer'."
"Support Sister Yue and let that little X-boy experience the terror of being dominated by the Great Devil!"
"...Yue Shen is indeed very good at academic competitions, and she never fails to excel in exams, but the other party wants to compete in 'qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting'. Is this... possible?"
If Jiang Fuyue were asked to take the test and answer questions or write the test paper on the spot, they would not worry at all - Sister Yue is simply the mother of full marks and the ancestor of exams.
But the problem now is that people don’t compete on scores, but on talents, and they call it “culture”.
Doesn’t this hit Sister Yue’s soft spot?
They all knew that Sister Yue's family sold pancakes. To be honest, with such conditions, how could they possibly spend a lot of money to cultivate their children's interests and hobbies?
Moreover, it must be cultivated from childhood, only in this way can one achieve something.
"This Hamasaki Naohara is so cunning! He clearly knew... and yet he proposed a competition in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, four things. Why doesn't he just go to heaven?!"
"It's obvious that this is intentional. They're bullying Sister Yue because she doesn't know these things."
"So what should we do now? The challenge has already been issued. If Sister Yue doesn't accept the challenge, the R Country representative will definitely think we're scared."
"Fuck—who else here knows this?"
No one answered.
It would be easy if he could master two of them, but it would be too difficult if he could master all of them.
Even Ling Xuan, who came from a wealthy family and was brought up in an aristocratic style, did not dare to pat his chest and say: I am good at it, I will do it.
"It's over. This time we've been embarrassed internationally."
“…”
Seeing the morale gradually declining, a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Hamasaki Naohara's mouth on the stage.
However, at this moment——
"Okay." Jiang Fuyue smiled and said, her voice was not loud, but it was like thunder. "How do you want to compete?"
"Oh my god! Sister Yue accepted the challenge!"
"As expected of my Moon Goddess, she's so courageous at the crucial moment!"
"Sister Yue is awesome, I want to give birth to a baby for you—"
"Uh...is that not necessary?"
"But is it really possible? Sister Yue knows all these things?"
"What are you afraid of? Since Sister Yue dared to say this, she must be confident. When have you ever seen her get scared?"
"That's right—Sister Xinyue, you will gain eternal life!"
"Are you guys too optimistic? I admit Jiang Fuyue is amazing, but that's just about exams and grades. Arts like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting can't be mastered in a day or two."
"Sister Yue has a high IQ, so learning these shouldn't be a piece of cake, right?"
"How do you ensure she's learned it? And at competition level?"
"Competition level?"
"The one on the stage is called Hamasaki Naohara. This is his personal encyclopedia. You'll know after you read it."
Five minutes later—
"The highest record holder in chess? Expert in various board games, fluent in six languages, and hailed as the most versatile genius in this world, Country R..."
"Is this so awesome?"
"Shut up! Don't boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige." But if you listen carefully, you can hear a faint sense of weakness in the tone.
"I don't care. I absolutely trust Sister Yue."
Here, Chinese students either support or criticize the move, each with their own opinions.
Over there, exchange students from other countries couldn't help but talk about it.
"Oh! I can't believe she agreed."
"Want to compete in chess? She definitely can't beat Hamasaki Naohara."
"I've watched Hamasaki Naohara play. His moves are very tricky, and his eyes are very sharp. He once forced his opponent to vomit on the spot, leaving him unable to defend himself."
"This Chinese girl must be crazy."
“…”
Edmund listened to all the discussions around him, and although he was usually a chatterbox, he rarely expressed his opinion.
"What do you think?" someone asked casually.
"I think—" Edmund rubbed his chin with two fingers, "she won't lose."
"Oh, you're crazy too."
“…”
On the stage, when Hamasaki Naohara saw Jiang Fuyue agree immediately, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes and his gaze suddenly became sharp.
"Do you know what you are doing now?"
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "I think this question should be asked to you."
Hamasaki Naohara smiled, but his dark brown pupils were devoid of any warmth. "Of the four arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, let's start with the music. We'll each choose an instrument from our own country and play different pieces simultaneously. Whoever is interrupted and makes a mistake first will lose."
Jiang Fuyue: "What if everything is correct?"
"Then we'll rank them based on the difficulty of the music."
"good."
After listening to this and discussing it with the ambassadorial delegation, the representatives of China and Country R also agreed to this rule.
Next is the preparation time for Jiang Fuyue and Hamasaki Naohara, and the musical instruments will be provided by the school.
But Naohara Hamasaki did not accept it because he brought it himself.
"Damn—this guy clearly came prepared! I don't know how long he's been planning this, so insidious!"
Even though Hu Yongwei could hold himself together, as the principal of No. 1 Middle School, he didn't look very happy at the moment.
I invited you to be my guest, provided an opportunity for exchange and learning, organized a tour, and provided food and accommodation. But you are not only ungrateful, but also deliberately make trouble and make things difficult for my students.
No one would be happy.
The Chinese representative hesitated to speak: "This student, she..."
He was obviously hesitant about Jiang Fuyue's ability.
After all, young people are full of passion. If they agree on impulse without having the strength to fight, it will be China that will be embarrassed in the end.
Hu Yongwei said sternly, "To be honest, I'm not too sure if she's capable of these things, but one thing is for sure: the Jiang Fuyue I know never fights a battle she's not sure of."
The representative looked towards the stage and sighed softly, "I hope so..."
The preparation time is thirty minutes, during which both sides need to choose the musical instruments to be used in the competition.
Jiang Fuyue walked to the stage and whispered something to the principal. Then she saw Hu Yongwei pick up the phone, turn around and say something to the other end.
Twenty minutes later, the music teacher arrived panting, holding a mahogany box in his arms, which looked quite heavy.
"What instrument did Sister Yue choose?"
"Looking at the size, it's either a flute or a xiao."
"I agree. It can't be Jean anyway."
"Well... Sister Yue really knows how to play an instrument? She's not going to mess around on stage, is she?"
"Even if I mess it up, those kids from Country R won't be able to hear it."
"You're so stupid, there's a referee!"
There happened to be a musician of M nationality in the delegation. He was well versed in both Chinese and R classical musical instruments and held an extraordinary international status. It was most appropriate for him to serve as a judge.
Naohara Hamasaki: "Now that you're ready, let's get started."
Jiang Fuyue took the mahogany box from the music teacher.
"come on!"
"Thanks."
She smiled, then slowly walked onto the stage and took out the musical instrument she was about to use from the box in front of everyone.
Wow——
“It’s actually this thing!”
"Sister Yue is awesome!"
"That's awesome."
"Just looking at the instruments, we've already won."
“…”
Exchange students from other countries looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What is that?"
"Why did the Chinese students react so strongly?"
"It's got a trumpet-shaped end, with a pipe attached to it—oh! What kind of instrument is that? I've never seen one before."
"Aren't Chinese classical instruments like those with strings that can be pressed down and plucked?"
"I know! That's called a guzheng! But this is obviously not."
Edmund snorted softly. Having heard enough of such foolish remarks, he finally spoke up to clear everyone's confusion...
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