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Chapter 231 Things are getting bigger!
Liu Changan on the side was very moved, and said in a low voice excitedly: "Xiao Yang, you are worthy of being a cultural ambassador. You still take such a big risk to use our traditional Chinese musical instruments at this time. Not bad, not bad..."

Yang Yihang frowned, what he said...

Jiang Yan on the side sneered.

Yang Yihang, who comes in from the end of the crane, dares to use the guqin?
Really crazy!
What's the use of being praised by Liu Chang'an?

It's hilarious!

Yang Yihang asked calmly: "Director Liu, do you think that my use of Guqin and other instruments will put me in a disadvantageous position?"

Isn't that what the phrase "take such a big risk" means?

Liu Changan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "That's what it means."

Yang Yihang looked at the members of the music organizing committee who were discussing in low voices on the stage, with a trace of coldness in his brows.

I really don't know what's the use of this competition!

The title sounds good.

Liu Changan asked in a low voice: "Xiao Yang, what do you think about your ranking?"

Yang Yihang shrugged his shoulders and replied: "The top ten are indeed masters, but mine... don't count on the top three, and the top five should be fine."

Yang Yihang thinks so.

He's...not that great with musical instruments.

Chang'e's "qin, chess, calligraphy and painting" made his use of musical instruments not reach the top.

It is impossible to get No.1 with that song.

Yang Yihang never expected to win No.1.

That Albin Lansing really deserves to be the godfather of music, no accident he will be No.1.

Yang Yihang guessed in his heart.

Liu Changan on the side was even more excited!

His vision is really good!

Sure enough, there was no wrong choice.

A Yang Yihang broke into the top ten.

A Jiang Yan also broke into the top ten.

It was quite different from the previous one.

Give them a long face!

The music organizing committee on the stage was still discussing, and they waited quietly below.

Of course the scene was extremely quiet, but bullet screens were flying all over the Internet.

[Life map: Although Master Yang Yihang is always at the bottom of the rope, this piece really resonates with me.The living conditions of my wife and I are actually not good, but we are lucky to have such a wife who supports each other... I can feel the meaning of Master Yang Yihang's song. ]
[Little Confucius: But I think Wilhelm's piece is better...not to mention the piece by Albin's music godfather, it's amazing! ]
[Yang Jiajun's Ten Altar Flowers Qingwu: No matter what, I only support our Yang Yihang, big brother, come on, okay! ]
Everyone is looking forward to the result of the game.

Albin Lansing, who was sitting in the VIP seat, stroked his white beard with a smug smile on his face, as if he already knew that No.1 was his.

Wilhelm on the side congratulated in a low voice: "Old Mr. Albin, congratulations on your new trophy again. You are really our godfather of music! You deserve it."

Albin smiled even more.

When judging time came, ten contestants were invited to the stage.

The spotlight is shining on them.

The people at the scene looked at the stage excitedly, and the final result will be announced soon!

This kind of achievement starts from the bottom, and No.1 is always the last one.

A middle-aged western man in a formal suit stood up from the judges' seat and said with a microphone, "Love in the ordinary will create extraordinary happiness. Congratulations to Mr. Yang Yihang for winning No.65 in the 10th International Music Competition!"

After the man finished speaking in pure English, Yang Yihang's music appeared on the big screen behind, and the beautiful music began to echo on the scene.

The Huaxia people in the audience applauded excitedly.

Especially Liu Changan!

Do you see it!

Yang Yihang was chosen by him personally!

Hahaha.

Beautiful, it has been almost ten years, and no one from Huaxia has entered the top ten.

In the 65th session, not only did Huaxia enter the top ten, but there were also two!

Liu Changan was so excited that it was hard to get more excited. It seemed that a splendid future had appeared before his eyes...

Yang Yihang on the stage was expressionless.

No. 10...

Nima's!
And what about the tail of the crane? ?
Yang Yihang was very upset!

Yes, he admits that his use of the instrument is not top-notch, but he is definitely proficient!

Just kidding, the skills of Chang'e, the head of the Tianting Arts and Crafts Troupe!Where could it be worse?

The top five he predicted with Liu Changan in the audience before was not a joke, nor was he proud, nor was he humble.

It is a conclusion drawn from the analysis of the works of ten contestants.

Even if there is a deviation, it will definitely not be No.10.

Yang Yihang was very upset.

What a career Waterloo!
When was I not the first to pretend?

This time it turned out to be the tail of a crane again?

A beautiful blond-haired and blue-eyed master of ceremonies came over with a microphone, handed it to Yang Yihang, and asked in English with a smile: "I don't know what Mr. Yang Yihang wants to say."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Yihang said flatly: "I didn't expect it for the time being."

The host was stunned for a moment, apparently he didn't expect Yang Yihang to answer like this!

She's sure of all the contestants, ten!

Everyone had their lines thought out ahead of time, their acceptance speeches.

In the end... is there Yang Yihang? ?

Oh my God!Who are these people!
Liu Changan, who was still smiling brightly just now, froze instantly.

What the hell is this little Yang doing! !

Don't mess around.

This is a global live broadcast. I heard that more than 100 countries have broadcast live...

Don't talk nonsense, don't!

Yang Yihang didn't intend to say anything nonsense, so he just threw out such a sentence.

The hostess smiled and blinked, and smoothed things over: "It seems that our Mr. Yang Yihang has won such a good ranking, and he is still excited. Then... I can invite you to give a speech later."

Yang Yihang sneered in his heart.

Then announced No.9.

It was the Japanese man from before.

The man was so happy that he was so happy that tears were about to flow out!
Yang Yihang sighed in his heart, as for...

Rank down in turn.

Jiang Yan won the No.3 contest! !

You read that right, No.3.

No.2 is the brown-haired Mr. Wilhelm, and No.1 is beyond doubt—Albin Lansing, the godfather of western music!

Final results are announced.

With tears in his eyes, Jiang Yan excitedly accepted the No.3 trophy from the music organizing committee.

He raised his trophy and suddenly said loudly in Chinese: "I succeeded!"

The scene was almost a sea of ​​applause, everyone applauded for this young Chinese guy!
The scene seemed to have become Jiang Yan's special event.

He succeeded!

No. 3!

Liu Chang'an was even more excited, he never thought that someone could break into the top three.

Damn, top three.

Is this already recognized?

Under the lights, Jiang Yan was in high spirits. He knew that after the end of the day, he would embark on a new and glorious path...

Everyone who met him would call him a master and kneel down to him!

He is the king of music!
Yang Yihang was holding the bouquet of flowers for him, the corners of his mouth twitching.

As for?
Really?
Everyone made an acceptance speech after learning their ranking.

Albin Lansing was holding the championship trophy, with a smile on his old face full of gullies, "It is a great honor to win the music competition again, thank you for your love for music. I am honored to be called Godfather of music, in my future lifetime, I will lead people who love music to a new world..."

The applause was like thunder...

Albin enjoyed this kind of applause very much, as if he was born to be surrounded by these applause and blessings.

As long as he participates in various music competitions every year, he will always be No.1.

Without exception.

It seems that he has already sought defeat alone, and no one is invincible.

The championship will excite him and let him have more musical inspiration!
This trophy came very well.

After Al Bin finished his speech, in fact, the leaders should speak, and then the 65th International Music Competition should end.

Suddenly, Yang Yihang, who was standing on the far right, held the microphone and spoke, "Should I say it?"

The scene froze for a moment.

The host immediately reacted and walked towards Yang Yihang with a bright smile: "It seems that our excited Mr. Yang Yihang has calmed down, so let's listen to Mr. Yang Yihang's acceptance speech."

Yang Yihang held the microphone, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a somewhat wicked smile.

The melon-eaters who were watching the live broadcast felt nervous and had a bad premonition.

"I have a hunch! Master Yang Yihang is going to do something!"

"That's right... Master Yang Yihang seems to like to smile like that... Damn, what is he going to say? My little heart is pounding, and I am more nervous than when I proposed to my wife!"

"Are you going to make trouble? I think he's going to make trouble too. Wait, how many people are watching this occasion? The leader is so important to the game. He wants to make trouble? Don't...don't be foolish!"

"..."

This group of melon-eating people is really powerful, Yang Yihang is just ready to make trouble.

I was born to be the number one pretender, can you send me No.10? ? ?
Did you make a mistake?
Do you group of music organizing committees dare to touch your conscience and say that Lao Tzu's music can only get No.10 at the end of the crane? ! !Do you dare?

I'm very upset, you know that?
Yang Yihang held the microphone, looked at the members of the music organizing committee, and asked in pure Chinese: "Won't your conscience hurt?"

"..."

Yang Yihang's voice echoed through the microphone throughout the hall... echoing...

Liu Chang'an, who was so happy in the audience that he was about to run wildly, came back to his senses when he heard Yang Yihang's words.

Xiao... What did Xiao Yang just say?

Did he hear it wrong?
The translator present quickly translated this sentence.

A group of group committee members looked at Yang Yihang in a daze.

What the hell is this gentleman talking about?
Or is this sentence actually a very popular saying in China?

Yang Yihang immediately said: "It seems that not only will your conscience not hurt, but you will also be happy."

"..."

The people who eat melons are fooled!

Is Master Yang Yihang too bold?
Do you know what kind of competition this is?

They always feel that Master Yang Yihang's next words may be even more explosive.

This is like when you are in the Olympics and scolding the referee crazily.

Is it really good?

The mother who watched the live TV broadcast at home was dumbfounded, the white-collar workers who secretly watched the live broadcast at work in the company were also stunned, and the rich students who reluctantly used traffic to watch the live broadcast in school were also dumbfounded...

Everyone stayed!
Master Yang Yihang, don't talk nonsense! !

Look at the occasion!

Jiang Yan, who won No.3, stared at Yang Yihang and even winked at Yang Yihang.

You got No.10, don't hurt me!

I am No.3, No.3.

I'm about to embark on the Road of Glory, don't hurt me.

Yang Yihang didn't seem to see Jiang Yan's wink, and said with a smile: "Maybe everyone didn't understand the first two sentences I said. To put it bluntly, I am just dissatisfied with the so-called final results."

The audience gasped.

Damn! ! !

Isn't Master Yang Yihang too stupid to say it directly?
The leader of the music organizing committee hurried out and said, "Mr. Yang Yihang, if you have different opinions, you can file an application with us in private..."

Yang Yihang said lightly: "Privately? Oh, I never ask after the fact. I'll just ask you, is your conscience okay?"

A group of people were so angry that they almost vomited blood.

I have been in this profession for so many years, and have followed international music competitions to many countries, but I have never met this kind of contestant!
Yang Yihang continued: "I really want to know the scoring criteria of the competition."

I rely on it!Who are these people?
The members of the organizing committee looked at each other, you pushed me, I pushed you, and finally a Huaxia member was withdrawn.

The member scolded Yang Yihang to death long ago, but his face was calm: "Mr. Yang Yihang, the third round of the competition is based on the final composition, and the timbre of the composition and the use of instruments are the main scoring criteria."

Yang Yihang nodded half-understanding, "Then how about the song?"

The member froze for a moment, and replied: "It's beautiful, very touching, and it's the real happiness among ordinary people."

Yang Yihang nodded, "So you look down on me for using Guqin?"

That person: "..."

I rely on!I did not say!You are talking nonsense!

Yang Yihang sneered, and said: "Looking at so many international music competitions up close, as long as those who use their own musical instruments are not ranked low, I don't know what your intentions are?"

An old man stood up and said, "The piano and the violin are the most widely used instruments in the world, so..."

Yang Yihang smiled and asked: "Oh, no wonder 80.00% of the people on the field are pianos..."

Well, many people choose to use the piano as a compromise.

Liu Changan in the audience was sweating coldly...

Yang Yihang, you represent more than yourself now!

And all of us!
Please, please stop talking.My heart disease will be scared out of you.

Yang Yihang smiled and stuffed the flowers in the hand of the bewildered hostess: "If this is the case, it seems that this competition is really meaningless."

Everyone was stunned, what did Yang Yihang mean by this sentence?
Do you want to give up this No.10 result?
Yang Yihang tidied up his sleeves, and said with a smile: "I would like to make a suggestion, why not change the name of this international music competition to the Western Music Competition."

If you don't play anymore, I won't accompany you.

(End of this chapter)