Chapter 599: White Shows Good Will, and the Game Begins (Part 2)
Ling Xuan: "You also said that Hamasaki Naohara is the world's number one chess player. If Jiang Fuyue wins in the end, think about the consequences. Although the probability is not high, the R country representative will definitely not allow him to risk the country's honor."
That's why Jiang Fuyue boldly gave the initiative to the other party. She had long guessed that Hamasaki Naohara would not choose chess.
"Tsk, I was right, Sister Yue can really cosplay Zhuge Liang!"
No plan was left out.
"I just want to know what's going on with Sister Yue's brain. How is she so much quicker than us? She's so comprehensive, it's simply amazing!"
"Go ahead and ask. I want to know too."
"Squat silently for an answer."
"Ditto."
After agreeing on the rules for tomorrow's Go game, Jiang Fuyue made a move to leave.
White suddenly caught up with him: "Hey, hello, please stay."
He speaks Chinese.
Jiang Fuyue turned around and nodded slightly at him: "Hello."
"My name is White, and this is my business card."
She took it with both hands: "Sorry, I don't have a business card."
"It's okay! I know you're still a student."
"Do you... want to talk to me about something?"
White rubbed his hands together, his gray-green eyes flashing with excitement. "I know this question is a bit offensive, but I'm really, really curious. You can choose to answer it, or not."
A very gentlemanly opening.
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips, but she had already guessed the answer in her heart: "What's the problem?"
"Do you know Qi Tan Yingyue? He's an exceptionally talented wind instrument player. As far as I know, the suona is just one of the wind instruments he excels at. Can you imagine? That's not even his best. It's incredible!"
Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "I don't know him."
"But the Thousand Hands Bodhi Fingering Technique you just used..."
"Is that what you mean?" Jiang Fuyue picked up the suona on the spot, and his fingers switched smoothly on the holes.
White's eyes lit up: "Yes! I didn't expect it to be like this..."
He subconsciously followed the gesture with his hands.
But he soon realized that this action was inappropriate and suspected of stealing skills, so he quickly dropped his hands to his sides, but he couldn't bear to look away.
Jiang Fuyue demonstrated it again without hesitation and asked considerately, "Do you remember it?"
"Is the last place like this? Or like this?" After saying this, Old White finally reacted, his expression slightly embarrassed.
"Sorry, I'm just too curious..."
"It doesn't matter." Jiang Fuyue went over the last few fingerings again at a slow speed.
Old White was amazed. "So that's how it is! This is amazing! How did you come up with this idea? Did Qi Tan Yingyue teach you? I know China has a lot of rules in this regard. A reclusive performer like Qi Tan would be even more strict with his students."
He nodded, as if to say, "I understand, I especially understand."
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
"You have your own rules. It's okay if you don't tell me. I already guessed it anyway! You're a very talented child. I hope to see you perform at the Wiener Musikverein in the future. I think it will be amazing!"
After saying that, he turned and walked away, lowering his head to review the fingering techniques that Jiang Fuyue had just taught him.
Suddenly, he paused, then turned back and said, "I'm going back to my country next month. If you need any help, you can contact me using the contact information on the business card. I'll do my best to help within my ability."
"Besides, we are friends now, right?"
Before Jiang Fuyue could even open his mouth, he heard him asking and answering his own questions——
"Yes, we are friends now."
“…”
In this game, Jiang Fuyue attracted a lot of attention and received countless applause.
But this is just the beginning, there is still a tough battle to fight tomorrow.
On the way back, Lin Shumo, Yi Ci, Zhong Ziang, Ling Xuan and others were with her.
Regarding the three competitions tomorrow, they also wanted to know Jiang Fuyue's strength and whether he was confident, but in the end no one asked more questions.
Xu Jing originally wanted to talk to Jiang Fuyue and find out more so that he could be mentally prepared.
However, Hu Yongwei stopped her: "There's no need to do this. All we can do is trust her."
Believe in Jiang Fuyue's strength, believe in the students educated by No. 1 Middle School, and more importantly, believe in the upright and unbending backbone of the Chinese nation.
Xu Jing nodded: "I understand."
The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, the entire auditorium was open, preparing for the upcoming "Cultural Exchange between China and R".
After a night of fermentation, Jiang Fuyue’s glorious achievement yesterday had spread to all grades of No. 1 Middle School.
Junior High School——
“It’s a pity that I didn’t see it live, I can only rely on the video to satisfy my curiosity.”
"There's actually a video?! Where did it come from?!"
"I lurked in the freshman chat room and saw someone recording Senior Jiang's suona vs. shamisen performance yesterday."
"How can I not share this kind of good stuff with everyone? Hurry up, send it to me! Send it to me!"
"And me!"
Two minutes later—
"Damn! Why is there so much noise? The screams of the person filming the video are almost piercing my eardrums. And the most important thing is that their hands are shaking! The whole screen is shaking, and I can't see what's happening on the stage at all!"
"What should I do? I really want to see the scene?"
"How about we talk to Director Xiong about this?"
“This is possible!”
"Let's go, let's go together. It's easier to talk with more people..."
Just like that, a bunch of junior high school kids rushed into the director's office. Director Xiong was stunned and thought something big had happened.
After hearing everyone's intentions, he subconsciously wanted to refuse——
What are you looking at?
Not attending class anymore?
But one of the kids said—
"I think this is a valuable practical lesson in patriotism. Please let us go! We all want to see Senior Jiang crush that arrogant R country guy!"
After hearing this, Director Xiong, a middle-aged man in his forties, couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Okay, everyone, follow me!"
Second update, 2,000 words.
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