Chapter 291 Ten Minutes Cannot Tell the Story of Five Thousand Years



Well-bye said coldly, showing no respect for Wu Tianen. Wu Tianen was furious when he heard this. What did he mean by "only for people with artistic talent" and "not for trashy people"?

Ignoring Wu Tianen's anger, Jingbian naturally noticed the strange looks from the crowd below the stage. He continued, "This is a grand music exchange event, the most important day for all musicians. It is to promote the development of world music and to lead world music to a new stage. Everyone who can come here is one of the world's top and most outstanding musicians."

“Wu Tianen, you should be glad that you are the only musician from China. Otherwise, with your talent, you would not be qualified to stand here alongside us.”

"Your music in China, to put it nicely, is not up to standard; to put it bluntly, it's not even qualified to carry the shoes of our Japanese music."

"And those two probably don't even know music theory, let alone what kind of musicians they are. How can they be worthy of listening to your music, or possibly understand our music?"

"Music can only be understood by those with refined tastes. Since they can't understand our music, why should they sit here? I will not allow anyone to defile my music, and I will not allow my music to be listened to by such ignorant people."

"Moreover, his presence affected the purity of this music festival. I heard he's a singer. If he's a singer, he should leave the stage after his performance, instead of sitting below."

The words spoken by the well gently reached Wu Tianen's ears, the ears of all the musicians present, the ears of the reporters, and even the live broadcast room.

The musicians seemed thoughtful. They didn't speak, but nodded in agreement. Their music was never meant for ordinary people; they weren't qualified to listen to it, nor could they understand it. Therefore, people like Zhou Tianyi who didn't understand music were certainly not qualified to sit here.

Although what he said by the well was a bit biased, he wasn't wrong. How can elegant music be listened to by vulgar people? Wouldn't that be a disgrace to music?

Although the reporters shone their spotlights on the well, they all frowned. The well's words, though not specifically directed at them, still made them very unhappy, because they didn't understand music either.

The reporters remained relatively restrained; despite their dissatisfaction, they did not vent their anger. However, viewers in the live stream began to hurl insults at Jingbian.

"What elegant music!"

"People who don't understand music aren't qualified to listen, and ordinary people aren't qualified to listen either. So who is your music for?"

"Watching a live stream made me so angry I almost had a stroke. Is this even human language?"

"Don't point the camera at this jerk, I feel disgusted just looking at him."

"Music has no hierarchy, but people do. This guy doesn't even deserve to study music, and he wants to surpass Zhou Tianyi!"

"I've really seen something new today. These musicians have absolutely no talent, but they're all incredibly arrogant. Where do they get their right to be so arrogant?"

"Zhou Tianyi doesn't understand music theory. This is the biggest joke I've ever heard. His knowledge of music theory is more extensive than any of you here."

"Don't forget, Zhou Tianyi can compose music, play various instruments with ease. Where does this old bastard get the audacity to say that Zhou Tianyi doesn't understand music theory?"

“You ignorant people, what’s wrong with what the well-side said? People who don’t understand music can’t understand it at all, and they have no right to listen to it.”

"You guys are really something, developing a sense of superiority from learning music."

"..."

Wu Tianen, trembling with anger, shouted, "Jingbian, whether or not to leave is not up to you. You have no right to force others to leave."

"I didn't tell them to leave. I just don't like them listening to my music. Don't I have the right to decide my music audience? If you're not satisfied, you're free not to listen to my music. I don't care," Jingbian said politely, even trying to kick Wu Tianen out.

"Here's what we'll do: you leave now and come back after my performance."

Then, Jingbian suggested, and after saying that, he gestured for the three of them to leave, a mocking smile on his face.

All eyes immediately turned to Wu Tianen and his two companions, as if they wanted to see what choice they would make.

The other Japanese musicians looked at the three with amused expressions, while also echoing the words of the man by the well.

Although the reporters were very unhappy with what Jingbian said, they had no time to worry about their dissatisfaction at the moment. Instead, they stared intently at Wu Tianen and the other two, frantically taking pictures.

News, another huge piece of news! This trip was totally worth it.

The Chinese netizens in the live stream were practically digging up and cursing Jingbian's ancestors for eighteen generations. Some Japanese netizens tried to defend Jingbian, but they were silenced by the Chinese netizens in less than a breath.

At this moment, Chinese netizens are more united than ever before, displaying tremendous firepower and extraordinary combat strength. Let alone just Japan, even if all the netizens in the world were combined, they wouldn't be enough to defeat them.

Wu Tianen made a rare appearance, and under the spotlight, his face turned ashen. He stared at Jing Bian with anger in his eyes, but Jing Bian remained calm, standing quietly on the stage waiting, as if he had no intention of performing until they left.

He said he would never leave, because if he left, he would completely shatter the last vestiges of his dignity. He could afford to lose face, but the Celestial Empire could not. Right now, he represented the Celestial Empire.

Just as he was about to retort, Zhou Tianyi stood up leisurely. He patted Wu Tianen's shoulder, signaling him not to speak and to leave the rest to him. Wu Tianen looked at Zhou Tianyi, opened his mouth, and finally fell silent.

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