Chapter 597 Thousand-Handed Bodhi, Another Vest (Three Updates)
Although the sound of the suona drowned out the shamisen, Naohara Hamasaki on the stage was not panicked.
On the contrary, his expression was calm and his technique was relaxed, and he was not affected by the suona at all.
"Tsk, your mental quality is pretty good."
"I think he's just thick-skinned."
"The sound of the shamisen has been completely drowned out. Does that mean we've won?"
Of course not!
The rules are very clear: different pieces are played at the same time, and whoever plays a wrong note first loses.
But up to now, White, as the judge, has not spoken to stop the fight, which means that neither Jiang Fuyue nor Hamasaki Naohara is wrong.
The game will continue until one of them can no longer hold on and is defeated, and then the winner will be determined.
"Ah? Then aren't we celebrating too early?"
"It's not too early. Right now, it looks like Sister Yue has the upper hand. Suona's presence is so strong, I don't believe Naohara Hamasaki isn't panicking!"
As long as your mind is in a mess, making mistakes is inevitable.
"But he looked so calm, like he couldn't hear anything at all."
"How could he not hear it? Unless he's deaf! Obviously, this is not possible. He heard it, but he forced himself to ignore everything outside."
But can it really be completely blocked?
Can a person who only cares about winning or losing really devote himself to something without caring about anything else?
Ling Xuan shook his head: "It's just an act. If he can't convince others that he's not panicking, how can he convince himself?"
Yes, Naohara Hamasaki on the stage was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. The sound of the suona was a devastation to his hearing.
Noisy, clamorous, harsh, and without any aesthetic appeal.
He knew that Jiang Fuyue did it on purpose. From the moment she took out the suona, Hamasaki Naohara knew it very well.
The other party wanted to disturb his mood and make him make mistakes in a panic.
Fortunately, he had prepared himself mentally long ago. Although it was a bit difficult to endure, the effect was pretty good. At least he was calm and not affected at all.
As long as he maintains this state in the second half, he won't lose!
Suddenly, the suona melody changed abruptly, from the melodious second section to the third section, and began to imitate various bird calls.
It seems to be similar to the first paragraph.
But Naohara Hamasaki soon discovered the difference, and White also discovered it -
The bird calls were compressed, the chicken crows were deleted, and Jiang Fuyue used a special circular breathing method to create long notes with impossible difficulty, expanding the ending, and suddenly there was a burst of splendor and shock.
At that moment, everyone's hearing turned into vision. They not only heard the singing of hundreds of birds, but also saw hundreds of birds flying together, rushing towards the phoenix.
The lingering sound is like crying blood.
White stood there in shock, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen something incredible—
"Thousand-handed Bodhi!"
It turned out to be the "Thousand-Handed Bodhi" that had disappeared for twenty years!
At this moment, the last note of the shamisen fell, but one of the strings was plucked wrongly.
Jiang Fuyue smiled.
Hamasaki Naohara raised his right hand tremblingly.
He was actually wrong!
The mistake is in the last note! All the efforts are wasted!
White immediately recovered from his shock, picked up the microphone, and said truthfully: "I'm sorry, Hamasaki Naohara, you're wrong."
At this time, Hamasaki Naohara had quickly calmed down.
He took off the microphone with one hand and held the shamisen with the other: "Mr. White, I have something to say."
"Speaking."
"I admit that I got the last note wrong, but the one who got it wrong first was her!"
Naohara Hamasaki suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at Jiang Fuyue.
boom--
The scene suddenly exploded:
"Does this guy have any shame? He's clearly in the wrong, yet he still wants to throw dirty water on Sister Yue!"
"It's shameless indeed. One's character is the quality of the nation!"
"He's supposed to be an all-around genius from Country R, but he's just like this?"
"I can win, but I can't afford to lose. I have no grace at all."
"I don't understand whether it's right or wrong, but the judges haven't said anything yet. Why does he say Sister Yue is wrong?"
“Is he more authoritative than the judges?”
"It has nothing to do with right or wrong. It's just that when a dog is desperate, it will jump over the wall."
“…”
Naohara Hamasaki ignored the attacks and spoke clearly, "I've heard 'A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' before, and the last section isn't played like that. She made some changes without permission, so isn't that wrong?"
In response, Jiang Fuyue did not refute, but just stood on the stage, smiling, with a leisurely look as if watching a clown dancing.
Hearing this, White slowly shook his head at him. "No, she's not wrong, you're wrong. The way she performed the last section of 'A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' wasn't her own alteration. It was created twenty years ago by a suona player named Qi Tan Yingyue."
"The music world has given this unique playing technique a very special name - Magical Variation, which is translated into Chinese as Thousand Hands Bodhi, representing the almost magical variation and the incredible long notes."
"Impossible!" Hamasaki Naohara said firmly, "Magical variation is just a legend! No one knows the specific performance method. It was lost twenty years ago!"
"Yes," White nodded, "It's a pity for the music community. But I'm very happy to see such a magnificent piece being passed down intact and even more brilliantly on such a simple campus today!"
The implication was that Jiang Fuyue's performance was confirmed to be "Thousand-Handed Bodhi".
Hamasaki Naohara sneered, his eyes clouded. "Where's the evidence? Respected Mr. White! If you say it is, then it is?"
Three updates, two thousand words.
I'm currently trying to get back to the state of writing three separate chapters a day, with an extra thousand words a day. Please don't let the flag fall!!!
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