"You must give him some color to see!"

Cen Jianwei clenched his fists tightly, panting heavily, his face burning hot. As for now, Cen Jianwei, who is more active in the Hong Kong piano playing circle, is a great humiliation.

"I'll go find the organizing committee!"

"Yeah! Hisaishi is too arrogant! This is a provocation to us as a whole Hong Kong pianist! How about I go with you!" Zheng Hui took a deep breath and got up as she spoke.

And it was at this moment that Hisaishi let the notes that he played rang out.

Zheng Hui and Cen Jianwei looked at each other and said in unison, "It's "Flying Bumblebee"!"

"Let's see how much strength he still has now! After all, he is an old bone!" Zheng Hui gave Cen Jianwei a wink.

"Well, let's take a look at his quality first!" Cen Jianwei nodded. After all, knowing oneself and knowing one's enemies is the only way to be victorious in every battle: "If Hisaishi Ryo smashes "Flying Bumblebee", I guess we don't have to play!"

Indeed, the name "Flight of the Bumble Bee" is very familiar to many people, because this song is very famous. It is the famous song of Russian composer Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov. .

This piece of music, to a layman, seems to be easy to say, even if it is a piano level [-] or [-], it can be played easily, but if it is difficult, it is naturally a difficulty in the eyes of professionals.

It is no exaggeration to say that this "Flying Bumblebee" is one of the top ten most difficult piano songs in the world, and it is also ranked third. Now you know it's amazing!

Otherwise, Hisaishi would not have chosen this song to replace the original "Kiujiro's Summer", so arrogant, he would definitely pick up a more difficult one to show off.

In the auditorium, more and more people began to look solemn. Even if most of them were laymen, they all felt Joo Hisaishi's skills now.

Although the rhythm is getting faster and faster, it is a watershed between ordinary songs and difficult songs, but it is not all the difficulties of this song. What is difficult is the control of rhythm, smooth performance, and emotional pouring.

Even Zheng Hui and Cen Jianwei both looked ashen. Everyone knew the song "Flying Bumblebee", and they would play it during the performance.

Because laymen think that the fingering speed of the piano is the standard for testing the level, the faster you play, the better you are, so even if the professionals don’t think so, you still have to perform when it’s time to perform.

So they are the ones who understand the level that Hisaishi is showing the most!

Inexplicable cold sweat broke out!

In the eyes of the two, the shock could not be concealed!

Hisaishi is in his [-]s this year, almost [-] years old. At such an age, it stands to reason that many elderly people have already started to make wheelchairs, but why is this old guy in such a good condition.

It's completely unreasonable, and the old man who should have no good fingers, when playing "Flying Bumblebee", his fingering is not messy at all, and it is extremely accurate. Even to this extent, Cen Jianwei feels that he can't do it.

Zheng Hui also feels the same way. As a female performer, she is not that kind of skilled performer. She wins by devoting her emotions.

"Xiao Cen, what do you think?" Zheng Hui asked in a low voice.

Hearing this sentence, Cen Jianwei seemed a little hesitant, the melody of "Flying Bumblebee" was still playing in his ears, and he took a deep breath: "I---I'll listen to him again and see what's going on behind him!"

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Hearing this sentence, Cen Jianwei seemed a little hesitant, the melody of "Flying Bumblebee" was still playing in his ears, and he took a deep breath: "I---I'll listen to him again and see what's going on behind him!"

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Hui already knew that Cen Jianwei's confidence was not enough, and she herself was not!

But what to do next?

Just admit defeat?Just now, in front of so many people, Joe Hisaishi directly mocked the entire Hong Kong piano performance industry, and even said it was an insult to all Hong Kong people.

If he can't teach him a lesson, what happened today will definitely become a laughing stock in the future!

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sweat!

Sweat constantly!

Invisibly, this emotion began to envelope the entire venue. In all fairness, he admitted that Joe Hisaishi's level was very high. On other occasions, everyone would definitely applaud him, but now, they wanted to kill him.

Time passed by, and Hisaishi even felt that his current state seemed to have reached his peak state, and he became more and more comfortable.

When the last note slowly disappeared, let out a long breath, very cool, very cool!Hisaishi felt like he was back in his thirties.

"Thank you so much for listening!"

Hisaishi slowly turned his head and adjusted the microphone:

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"I don't know which friend is going to take the stage now? Huh? Anyone?" Hisaishi had provoked Su Hang before, but now he has to challenge the audience.

The auditorium slowly became noisy, and more and more people looked at Zheng Hui and Cen Jianwei.

It's just that the two of them bowed their heads deeply. The feeling of powerlessness directly destroyed their confidence. Like everyone else, they wanted to come on stage and tear up this little Japanese boy, but what could this be?Can it change the fact that the skills are inferior to others?

The corners of Hisaishi's mouth began to rise, and the disgusting smile became more and more thick, especially when he saw the painful and helpless expressions of the group of people below, he was even more happy.

"Oh! Don't tell me, you all admit that everyone here is rubbish? Ahem, where is Suhang? Why don't you come?"

After saying this sentence, the auditorium, which had been noisy just now, was instantly silent.

Everyone looked over and watched a young man walk down from the auditorium and onto the stage.

Most people only saw his back. He was tall and thin, he should be over [-] meters tall, and he was wearing a very simple black suit.

The short hair is neat, not the kind of pretentious hairstyle that is very popular now. From the side, it can be seen that he has a high bridge of the nose and a smile on the corner of his mouth. He walked out under such circumstances.

"Is he Suhang?"

"How did he get up?"

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