Zhou Rongze consoled himself: "Where is that kid? He should be at the Golden Hall by now."
"I heard from them that Lin Rui has already set off."
"That's good."
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As one of the world's top ten music stages, the Golden Hall in Xiazhou boasts world-class sound equipment and is decorated in a gold-themed style, allowing modern people to feel as if they are in the gilded era of a hundred years ago.
For music enthusiasts, sitting in the Golden Hall and listening to classical music is a rare and precious spiritual enjoyment.
The news that pianists from all over the world will gather in Xiazhou for a tour at the Golden Hall has already spread far and wide.
However, due to the closed nature of the performance, many piano enthusiasts expressed their regret.
Outside the Golden Hall, there were layers of checkpoints, but with the invitation, these checkpoints were useless to Lin Rui.
He gazed at the magnificent golden hall ahead, his heart filled with longing.
"That's outrageous! You must apologize!"
As soon as I entered the Golden Hall, an angry question came from ahead.
"Apologize? Why should I apologize?"
"Did I say something wrong?"
"The piano skills of your Xiazhou are already poor. Allowing you to appear on stage is a desecration of this century-old concert hall."
Two groups of people are facing off ahead.
"Please speak with some respect!"
"Who are you? What gives you the right to laugh at us?"
“You can target me. Even if I’m not qualified to sit on this stage, it just means I’m not capable enough.”
The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
Opposite him stood a group of white-skinned foreigners.
"Our country has many exceptionally talented piano masters, such as Mr. Li, who is sitting next to me..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the tall, thin, blond man opposite her.
“My name is Henry, and I am Master Tep’s chief disciple.”
Upon hearing this, the pianists from Xiazhou who had been invited to attend the tour all turned pale.
Master Tep!
One of the world's top ten pianists, another pinnacle in the piano world!
“Weakling, I need to correct you.”
"Xiazhou has no piano masters. Don't use the word 'master' carelessly. Stop trying to flatter yourselves. You don't deserve it."
"Also, I'm not targeting you personally, I'm saying that everyone here is trash."
After Henry finished speaking, he burst into wild laughter.
The white people gathered around him were arrogant and constantly mocked him.
The pianists from Xiazhou were flushed red, clearly furious.
He clenched his fists tightly, trying his best to suppress the anger that was rising to his head.
They were artists, not street thugs, and they could only swallow their anger in the face of the provocation from these foreigners.
"In our opinion, you are only amateurs, yet you dare to try to perform in front of us. It's ridiculous."
"Behave yourselves and stop having unrealistic and crooked ideas."
"Letting you sit in the audience is a sign of respect."
"He still wants to go on stage? He's overestimating himself."
After Henry finished speaking, he paid no attention to the fiery stares of the pianists from Xiazhou.
After laughing wildly, he led his men away.
I'm not reconciled!
humiliation!
have no choice!
Heartbreaking!
A complex mix of emotions completely enveloped the group of pianists from Xiazhou.
Before they came, they were full of ambition and vowed to take this opportunity to win glory for the country and enhance the international status of Xiazhou pianists.
Unfortunately, they suffered a huge blow as soon as they arrived at the Golden Hall.
"Everyone, we must pull ourselves together and not let Chairman Xu down!"
"We cannot be discouraged. Even if we are not as skilled as others, we must sit on that stage and use the piano keys and music to fight back against those foreigners who doubt us."
"We are not trash!"
"We share the same love for the piano and for music!"
The middle-aged man tried to persuade him repeatedly, but to little avail.
He could see that his colleagues had lost their fighting spirit under Henry's blows.
I sighed inwardly. Is it really impossible for the piano, a skill from such a vast region as Xiazhou, to step out of the country and reach the world?
At this moment, he also became confused.
Lin Rui stood quietly in place. He didn't know the whole story, but through observation, he could roughly figure out about 70-80% of it.
He was furious!
On their own land, they were looked down upon and even threatened by a group of foreigners.
shame!
Just as I was about to go over and learn more, the phone rang.
It was an unfamiliar number.
"Excuse me, are you Teacher Fusheng?"
"Who are you?"
"This is Zhao Wanwan. Where are you? Do you need a car to pick you up?"
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