I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 178 High Mountains and Flowing Water, Awesome!

When high mountains and flowing water meet bosom friends, there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world.

The clear and peaceful sound of the piano floated out of the rehearsal room, out of the concert hall, and when it floated to the sky, some passers-by passing by the concert hall suddenly found a towering mountain in the sky above the concert hall, and a waterfall like a Milky Way. Flowing from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, it really confirms the phrase "Suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days".

Passers-by were dumbfounded.

What's happening here?
Just thinking that it should be a mirage, a phenomenon of light refraction, suddenly, he was stunned, his eyes were rounded, and his mouth was in an O shape. He actually saw the water flowing from the top of the mountain and fell on the roof of the concert hall. In a hurry, part of the water did not flow out of the drainage pipe, and directly overflowed from the edge of the roof and flowed downstairs, forming several small waterfalls.

The sound of running water made more passers-by discover the abnormal phenomenon above the concert hall. While exclaiming, they took out their mobile phones, took pictures and videos, posted them on Moments, and tweeted.

At the same time, passers-by around the concert hall suddenly heard a clear and peaceful piano sound, and one of the fat people shouted incoherently: "High mountains and flowing water, high mountains and flowing water, this must have been played by gods. This piece of music has changed the laws of the world and transformed the artistic conception." It has become a reality, awesome, so awesome.".

Listening to Fatty's "analysis", other passers-by thought it was absurd at first, but immediately felt very reasonable. The scene in front of them was completely beyond the scope of science. What is it if it is not a miracle?
Some people suddenly knelt down towards the concert hall, "boom, boom, boom", knocked their heads three times, put their hands together, looked at the mountains and rivers in the sky, and began to silently pray for various things.

"Blessed are the gods, bless me to make a fortune this year!"

"Old Immortal, spend a lot of money to beg for a child. If my wife really gives birth to a child, I will definitely go to the temple to burn incense for you."

"Bless me to pass the public exam, please!"

In the office of the head of the band, Bai Cong was concentrating on his work. Suddenly, with a bang, the office door was knocked open. He was so frightened that he almost broke the tip of his pen. When he turned his head, the secretary ran in in a panic. .

"Leader, hurry up, come with me to see the miracle!"

Before he could speak, the secretary had pulled him out of the office, and he asked as he walked, "What miracle? What's going on?".

"It's too late to explain, hurry up!"

He was dragged by the secretary and ran all the way out of the office building to the side of the road. The secretary suddenly pointed to the sky and said: "Head, look." He looked in the direction of the secretary's finger, froze for a moment, and said: It must be a mirage!"

"Captain, come with me"

He was dragged by the secretary again, ran across an intersection, and came to the vicinity of the concert hall. This time, he didn't need the secretary to point him out. He had already seen that the water flowing down from those high mountains was real, and a clear and peaceful piano sound suddenly appeared in the ear.

Mountains and rivers!

This is the classic Guqin song, "Mountains and Flowing Water".

"Head, this...isn't this the abnormal phenomenon that Mr. Wang appeared when he played the guqin?" The secretary murmured, staring at the mountains and rivers above the concert hall with his big Kazilan eyes.

Bai Cong smiled wryly, and said, "If it's not him, who else could it be? I didn't expect this Mr. Wang to be far more miraculous than I imagined!".

Just as they were talking, the mountains and rivers suddenly disappeared, and several small waterfalls on the edge of the concert hall roof also disappeared.

Whether it was Bai Cong, the secretary, or the passers-by, they all let out a long sigh of relief. This miracle gave people such a strong sense of oppression that they felt that they could not breathe.

Everyone was about to leave when a graceful and somewhat chilly piano sound suddenly appeared in their ears.

A small pink petal fell from Bai Cong's eyes, followed by two, three, four.
Bai Cong raised his hand, caught the petals, and murmured: "Classic song, three plum blossoms!".

At this moment, the whole of Shangjing was full of plum blossoms, the sky, the ground, the eaves, and the roofs of cars. People looked at the plum blossoms like snow and remained silent for a long time.

Some couples quickly picked up their mobile phones and started taking selfies to record this beautiful moment.

In the rehearsal room, Wang Liang looked at the progress bar in front of him, and wondered again, what's going on, I've practiced enough to reach the [-] progress bar, and I've reached the first glimpse of the way, how to activate the skill of playing the guqin, let alone magical things , nothing happened.

Just speechless!

Stop playing, go out to eat.

When I left the rehearsal room and walked out of the concert hall, I suddenly saw flower petals all over the road.

What are you thinking about, there is a major event?
Suddenly a sentence came from beside him, "Mr. Wang, you...you are so amazing, you can be called the god of music." Turning around, Bai Cong was jogging all the way with a smile, and the secretary followed him closely Behind him, there is also a smile on his face.

Wang Liang admitted that he was a little bit stronger, but he didn't need to say that he was stronger every day, so he sighed lightly and said with a wry smile, "Header Bai, I'm just a little bit stronger than ordinary people. He praised me every day, so much that I couldn’t find the north!”.

A little bit better?

Is that a little bit?
After hearing this sentence, Bai Cong felt that his self-confidence was really hit. You are too modest. You can even experience visions when you play the Guqin, and you are only a little better than ordinary people. If you use all your means, you will not be able to God?
After complaining secretly in my heart, I said with a wry smile: "You are too modest, I reserved a table at Fengze Garden, let's chat while eating."

"Row"

Looking at the petals everywhere, Smith, the head of the Rose Country Royal Symphony Orchestra, frowned and said, "Is there a holiday today?".

The assistant next to him shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

When I got out of the airport, got in the car, and went to the hotel, I saw petals everywhere, as if I had fallen into a sea of ​​flowers. After I asked the assistant who understands Long Mandarin to ask the driver, I learned that there was a sudden rain of petals in Shangjing.

Smith said silently: "Could it be because of the arrival of the Royal Symphony Orchestra that this magical rain of petals will appear?".

After finishing speaking, a smug smile appeared on his face.

It seems that the Royal Symphony Orchestra is destined to be the most shining one in the music exchange meeting in Longguo this time. That trash Fimmel actually said that Eastern music is too powerful, and he will prove to the world in a few days that Western music Music is the mainstream and the most powerful in the world.

Oriental music is a joke!
Dear Fimmel, watch me defeat the powerful oriental music in your mouth when the time comes!

night.

Smith sat on a chair with his back on his back, his neck stretched forward, his head was very close to the computer screen, and he almost got into it, and he kept muttering, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can there be such a powerful computer in the world?" player".

The assistant sitting next to him frowned and said, "Maybe Fimmel is right. The music of the East is indeed too powerful. I should go back to China immediately, or I will become a clown!".

Smith didn't speak, rubbed his temples and thought for a long time before saying, "Tomorrow, I will visit this performer first, and see for myself whether it is as good as it is said on the Internet."

"I'm going to contact the head of the Longguo Symphony Orchestra and ask him to introduce us"

At around nine o'clock, Bai Cong received a call from the Royal Symphony Orchestra.

"Hello Captain Smith"

"No, I'm not Captain Smith, I'm Captain Smith's assistant, Jayne"

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Tuan Zhang, we want you to introduce that magical oriental traditional music player. His name seems to be Wang Liang."

After hearing this crappy Longguo dialect, Bai Cong suddenly felt bad, it's over, the Royal Symphony Orchestra of the Roseland won't be scared away by Mr. Wang just after coming here, right?Don't wait until the East-West music exchange meeting at the end of the month, no Western symphony orchestra dared to participate.

My mind raced, and I said, "That performer may not be in Shangjing, let me contact him for you."

"Thank you"

After hanging up the phone, Bai Cong walked back and forth in the bedroom a few times with the mobile phone, pressed "beep beep" on the screen of the phone a few times, and put it to his ear. After a few seconds, there was a burst of "da da da", There was also a chaotic voice of "Falderhon" coming from the receiver.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, are you there?"

A sentence came out of the chaotic voice, "Yes, what's the matter?".

"That. Mr. Wang, Smith, the head of the Royal Symphony Orchestra in Rose Country, will visit you tomorrow"

"I don't have time, I still have to practice the flute."

If Smith doesn't see Mr. Wang tomorrow, he might run away. Of course, Bai Cong couldn't let this happen, so he said quickly, "Just a few minutes, I'll ask him to find you in the rehearsal room. Just say a few words, just perfunctory him, this matter really cannot be pushed away, please help me!".

"Okay, I'm still busy, hang up first"

The next day, Wang Liang was practicing the flute while watching a video tutorial when the doorbell rang suddenly. He got up and opened the door. Two westerners with blond hair stood at the door, looking at him with a smile.

"come in!"

Wang Liang talked, sat back on the chair, watched the video tutorial, and continued to practice.

Smith walked into the rehearsal room, glanced at the mobile phone standing on the table, and then at Wang Liang. He was stunned, his eyes full of confusion. Isn't this performer very good?
You can perform visions even if you are so good, why are you still watching the teaching video?
Although he couldn't understand what was said, he was sure that it was indeed a teaching video.

The assistant could understand, so he was even more confused. He leaned into Smith's ear and whispered, "Did you go to the wrong place?".

Just as he was talking, a piece of clear and pleasant music sounded, but there was no abnormal phenomenon. The assistant stepped forward and said with a smile, "Hello, sir, I am the head of the Rose Country Royal Symphony Orchestra.".

Before he could finish speaking, the music stopped suddenly, and Qinglang's voice sounded, "I know who you are and the purpose of your coming here. I can tell you clearly that those videos and texts on the Internet are all fake. There's nothing magical about the music, I'm going to practice playing the flute now, don't bother me."

(End of this chapter)