My house collapsed from the top, and the system just came?

After Aida pressed the play button, he placed his mobile phone on the side of the tea tray, still making and tasting tea happily.

Tea ceremony is something Aida has been learning recently.

The more he studied, the more profound he could feel the tea ceremony.

"Chinese, five thousand years of culture is really vast. Just a small tea ceremony is so profound. It is difficult for people to understand it after studying for a lifetime. It is a pity that the Chinese people have abandoned many things of their ancestors. This This gives us Fuso people the opportunity to learn and catch up."

Aida was filled with emotion.

He took a sip of tea, closed his eyes, and quietly appreciated its fragrance.

"Ding~~~Ding Ding~~~"

When he just closed his eyes, the piano sound on his mobile phone slowly drifted out like a wisp of white clouds.

The gentle melody flows slowly in the air, as if carrying my thoughts flying to the endless and vast light blue sky.

Just a few seconds.

Aida suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at the phone.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, as if he could see the invisible piano melody floating in the air.

"This piano music?"

Aiida's heart rippled.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

Although this piano music has just begun, Aida feels a little extraordinary from its beautiful melody.

Every note that beats out of the phone.

They are all so graceful, noble and beautiful...

The melodious piano music is thought-provoking. Listening, people will be immersed in wonderful memories unconsciously, as if they are in a dreamy sky castle.

At this moment, the moonlight was shallow, the clouds were thick, and the dark blue night sky was silent and profound. Pieces of white clouds drifted slowly from far away. The white clouds, like white catkins, were slowly blown into strands by the gentle wind in the moonlight, and then slowly merged into the blue sky. middle. Under the quiet moonlight, the dreamlike artistic conception makes people imagine.

Beautiful.

Only fantasy.

A calm and peaceful expression appeared on Aida's face, and a warm smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth... But soon, he suddenly woke up.

The tea is cold.

Outside the window, the sun is still shining brightly.

However, at this moment Aida found that his whole body was cold, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.

As a piano master, Aida's attainments on the piano have reached its peak. It can be said that, looking at the global music circle, there are only a few piano music that can make his heart beat.

Almost all of these piano pieces are world famous.

In other words, nowadays, the only piano music that can touch Aida is world famous music.

However, just as he was listening to the song "Sea of ​​Clouds Under the Moonlight", he was touched by the melody without even realizing it, and fell into a graceful artistic conception.

Aida's eyes changed a lot. He looked at his phone and listened to the music playing on it, and froze in place for a moment.

"World famous music level?"

He murmured in a voice that only he could hear, with disbelief in his tone.

Listened for another half minute.

Aida became more and more certain of his judgment.

Yes!

Definitely a world famous song!

Even Aida, who is now a piano master, has only composed one piece of this level!

Even in Aida's subconscious, his masterpiece, a piano piece praised by piano fans around the world, was inferior to this one, "Sea of ​​Clouds under the Moonlight".

The piano piece lasts only two and a half minutes.

Soon, the song ends.

Aida was silent for a long time and clicked replay.

Listened to it again.

Then the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time...

It wasn't until almost ten minutes later that Aida let out a long sigh and turned off the music.

Then, he dialed Jiro Miyata's phone number and said bluntly: "Miyata, have you listened to the piano music "Sea of ​​Clouds Under the Moonlight"?"

Miyata Jiro quickly said: "Teacher, listen!"

Aida: "Tell me how you feel."

"Hi!"

Miyata Jiro said: "It is very beautiful and of extremely high quality. From it, it can be seen that Wu Yan has indeed deep attainments on the piano. But fortunately, I have the teacher's works to beat him. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have taken out Even the most proud works cannot win in this competition."

Aida: "Do you really think that my work is better than his?"

Jiro Miyata nodded without hesitation: "Of course, teacher, you are a master of piano. Although Wu Yan's works are excellent, there is still a big gap between them and your works."

Upon hearing this, Aida fell into a long silence.

Just when Miyata Jiro was confused.

Aida sighed faintly: "Miyata, I originally thought that you would become a piano master in at most ten years and inherit my mantle. But today I can only tell you one thing with regret, which you may never be able to touch in this life. The level of a piano master."

Miyata Jiro was shocked when he heard this.

"teacher?"

If anyone else had said these words to him, Miyata Jiro would have been furious. Becoming a piano master has been his lifelong endeavor, and he even feels that he has already reached that realm.

But now some people say that he will never be able to become a piano master in his life. How can he not be anxious?

However, the person who said this was his most beloved teacher, so Miyata Jiro could only feel fear and uneasiness.

Aang Tian did not explain, but said: "Send me the piano music Wu Yan composed before."

"Hi!"

Miyata Jiro suppressed his tumbling heart and quickly sent "Memorial of Love".

Aida did not hang up the phone, but listened to the piano music in front of Jiro Miyata.

Throughout the whole process, Aangtian was very quiet and said nothing.

Until the melody of "Memorial of Love" completely disappeared.

Aida suddenly sighed leisurely.

Miyata Jiro's heart beat fiercely: "Teacher?"

Aangda suddenly said: "If you lose, what will you have to pay?"

Miyata Jiro was stunned: "Huh?"

Aida's voice suddenly became serious: "Let me ask you, if you lose this duel, what will you have to pay!"

Jiro Miyata suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his back, and said quickly: "If I lose, the entire music troupe of Fuso Country will need to work as an assistant teacher at Yangyin in China for a year."

"so……"

After hearing Jiro Miyata's words, Aangda breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, as long as I don't take him as my teacher, I can still accept this result. In this case, you should prepare well, and then go to Huaxia Yangyin to report. In the next year, don't It’s a disgrace to Fuso Country.”

Miyata Jiro almost lost his voice: "Teacher, what are you..."

Aida interrupted him and sighed: "We lost."

Miyata Jiro's voice stopped suddenly, and he was stunned.

Did they lose?

How could they lose?

This time, what he took out was the teacher’s work! Although it is not a world-famous piece, it is still a piano piece that the teacher is proud of. It can be regarded as a top-notch work all over the world.

Miyata Jiro's face was full of absurdity, and he asked unwillingly: "How is it possible? How could that Wu Yan win over the teacher?"

Aida sighed: "That's why I said that you may never be able to become a piano master in this life. Because you can't even hear what level of music a piano piece is, which determines the upper limit of your life."

Miyata Jiro is not stupid. Hearing Aita's words, he suddenly came to his senses: "Teacher...you...you mean?"

Aida sighed softly: "China is indeed a mysterious country. You never know what kind of outstanding talents this vast and profound country will produce. Just like this time, I originally thought that our piano skills could crush each other. But I didn't expect Wu Yan to appear. Let me tell you, the two piano pieces composed by Wu Yan are both world-famous pieces. They alone are enough to prove that Wu Yan is not an unknown person, but an unknown person. A famous piano master."

Piano master!

Although Miyata Jiro had already vaguely guessed from Aangtian's words, when he heard Aangtian say it himself, he was still shaken to the point of numbness both physically and mentally.

Aida said again: "So next, please take a humble attitude and study hard in China for a year."

Snapped!

After saying that, Aida hung up the phone.

Jiro Miyata was left on the other end of the phone, holding the phone in a daze.

…

On China’s network.

When Wang Mo and Miyata Jiro released piano music one after another, the Internet instantly became abuzz.

"Listen, who's piano music is better?"

"No matter what, I support Wuyan anyway."

"Nonsense, I also support Wu Yan. But the referee is not us, but Aida."

"Wu Yan, you must win."

"..."

Although on the Internet, everyone is almost unanimously supportive of Wu Yan.

But everyone knew that their support was useless. In the end, it had to be judged by piano master Aida.

And everyone knew that the probability of Wu Yan winning this battle was almost zero.

But no one is willing to accept it.

Zhao Shu has always been in front of the computer, so when the two people's works were released, he immediately clicked on the piano music.

The first thing he clicked on was "The Magic of Spring Water" published by Jiro Miyata.

After listening, Zhao Shu felt his heart sinking, and despair showed on his face.

Because he has already heard that the quality of this piano piece "The Magic of Spring Water" is definitely far superior to the two piano pieces that Jiro Miyata presented at the exchange meeting.

Zhao Shu even felt that the works of piano master Aida were only of this level.

"Comparable to the works of a piano master."

Zhao Shu's heart was broken.

How could Wang Mo win against a piano piece of such quality?

Hardly any hope.

His heart almost hit rock bottom.

In fact, Zhao Shu was no longer in the mood to listen to Wang Mo's piano music.

He was afraid of being disappointed, afraid that the last thought in his heart would be lost when he heard it.

"Sigh... As expected, what our ancestors said is right. If you fall behind, you will be beaten. Only by strengthening yourself can you prevent yourself from being bullied."

Zhao Shu murmured.

I began to think about who should be sent later to replace Wuyan and admit defeat.

Just when his heart was ups and downs.

suddenly!

Bang!

I saw the door being knocked open heavily.

A person from the music troupe rushed in with strong excitement on his face: "Teacher Zhao, Teacher Zhao!"

Zhao Shu frowned and shouted: "How can you be so unsteady? Calm down and let's talk about what happened."

"yes."

The visitor took a few deep breaths before he said in a still trembling voice: "Miyata Jiro, he has given up!"