Reincarnation: The Almighty Boss's Underwear Was Stripped Again

Time came in a flash, and it came the January appointment between Yanmo and Master Modi.

In the past two days, Yan Mo has been practicing Yan Qiao's piano script seriously, and she was very happy at first, but soon she found out that something was wrong.

She took all the manuscripts that Yan Qiao put on the desk, there were 3 copies, originally she wanted to choose the best one, and keep the rest for slow use, but when she was about to divide it, she found that none of the three manuscripts in her hand were complete, either there was no beginning, or there was no end, and Yan Mo was so angry that she couldn't do it, how could anyone write a score without finishing it in these years.

There is no way, Yan Mo can only choose the manuscript without an ending, the opening of the music is very important, she has to catch the ears of Master Modi, as for the ending, she can only compose a paragraph by herself, barely connected, if Master Modi asks about her, she will say that her source of inspiration is interrupted, so there are some traces of the connection.

Yan Qiao wants this effect, every one of her piano scores is generated in her sudden inspiration, and she writes it down casually, but unlike Yan Mo, the score is her own, no matter what, Yan Qiao can finish the score.

Today is the day when Yan Mo went to the appointment, in order to show the importance of this opportunity, Yan Shen and Ji Yun will accompany her, Yan Shen also called Yan Qiao, saying that Yan Qiao was alone at home.

Yan Qiao was a little surprised, originally she just wanted to wait quietly for the news of Yan Mo's failure, but now that she has the opportunity to see Yan Mo make a fool of herself in public, of course she has to join in the fun.

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The place agreed between Yan Mo and Master Modi is the Grand Theater in the south city, which has a history of hundreds of years, and Master Modi's origin is in the Grand Theater, he used to be just an accompanist in the Grand Theater Music Troupe, and later he wrote a song "No Words" in the perennial assistant performance, behind every note beating is a true portrayal of Master Modi's life.

As soon as this piece came out, the name of Modi Maestro was officially launched in the piano world, and since then he has written many classic songs, and thus stood at the pinnacle of the piano world.

Returning to his hometown, Master Modi's feelings for the Grand Theater will definitely add points to Yan Mo, which shows that the Yan family helped Yan Mo choose the place with heart.

Walking into the Grand Theater, the walls on both sides were full of photos of various musicians and stills from the troupe's performances, Yan Shen and his party walked directly to the first row and sat down. Of course, the middle spot is still reserved for Master Modi.

"Mom, what do you think of the clothes I prepared today?" As soon as she sat down, Yan Mo asked Ji Yun a little nervously.

Hearing this, Yan Qiao also glanced at Yan Mo's collocation, a pure white cake skirt, with a pair of black heels underneath, general.

Forgive her for her bad language, even though Yan Mo is dressed very ceremoniously, she can only describe it like this.

"Yes, like a little fairy, Master Modi will definitely like it too. Ji Yun stretched out her hand to comb Yan Mo's hair and said softly.

"That's fine, Mom, I'm still nervous. Yan Mo was a little scared when she thought that the song would end later, not to mention that Yan Shen and Yan Qiao were there.

"What's there to be nervous about, learn from your sister, you weren't nervous when you were alone and when you talked about cooperating with Mo, now the family is with you, there's nothing to be nervous about. Ji Yun was about to comfort Yan Mo to relieve her nervousness, but Yan Shen spoke out.

Yan Qiao: "Don't cue okay, I just want to watch the play quietly."

Yan Shen said this, Yan Mo became even more nervous, what if this failed.

Just as Yan Mo was silently praying, a short and fat old man with a white beard came in, and with him came a stout middle-aged man.

"Master Modi, you're here. Yan Shen and the three of them hurriedly got up to greet them.

It turned out that this short and fat old man was the master of the piano world, Modi, and the strong man who followed him was the assistant in charge of his daily work.

"Well, according to the agreement, this is the last chance, hurry up, I'll have something to do later. Master Modi only glanced at the Grand Theater and sat down.

"Okay, Momo, why don't you go up and play yet. Yan Shen immediately urged.

Seeing that Master Modi was anxious to end, Yan Mo couldn't care about being nervous and hurriedly went on stage.

Before

playing, Yan Mo tried the sound, and after making sure that there was no problem, he started playing.

After a while, a melodious sound of the piano sounded in the theater, and Master Modi closed his eyes, ready to hear if Yan Mo had improved from the last time.

The music is getting better, and the expression on Master Modi's face is becoming more and more satisfied, and Ji Yun on the side is happy to see that he is secretly talking about it, and this time it must be stable.

But just when Ji Yun began to think about what to reward Yan Mo, the tune suddenly changed its tune, and Master Modi's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Yan Qiao, who saw the change, smiled wordlessly, and looked, isn't this revealing the stuffing, imposters will always be impostors, and they can't be put on the table.

The music continued, but Master Modi's face was already blackened to the bottom of the pot, and he shouted, "Stop." The

words on the stage were shaken by the roar, and sure enough, Master Modi heard it.

Yan Shen was puzzled by the sudden stop: "Master Modi, what's the matter, Momo hasn't finished playing yet."

"What else to play, don't play anymore, plagiarized tunes, I don't want to listen to them." Master Modi said with a calm face.

"Plagiarism, Master Modi, did you hear it wrong, this is a piece that my daughter has been preparing for a month, and I watched her complete the composition. Ji Yun also spoke in a panic.

"Hmph, what you've seen with your own eyes is true? I've been immersed in the piano for so many years, and it would be a shame to not even hear the music that blends together. Master Modi replied to Ji Yun neatly.

Seeing this scene, Yan Shen quickly reacted: "Master Modi, we don't know much about the piano, how did you hear that my daughter's music is suspected of plagiarism?".

Seeing that Yan Shen's attitude was not bad, Master Modi relieved his breath and said: " At the beginning of the first half, the atmosphere created by the music is oppressive, with a force, like a poet who has never met a talented poet cynically expressing his dissatisfaction, according to this tone, the music in the second half should be progressive layer by layer, constantly strengthening the mood of the composer, but the music that appears in the second half is weakening this mood, and turning to cheerfulness, although your daughter is trying to connect the two songs, and even wants to change the direction of the song, but her experience of the original song is not enough, so it will seem so lame. At

this point, Yan Shen, who didn't understand music, immediately understood, he turned his head and glared at Yan Mo still wanted to save it: "Master Modi, this is indeed a stupid thing that the little girl did, I didn't teach my daughter well, but the little girl too..."

Okay, Mr. Yan, I said a month ago that this is the last chance, the most taboo in music is plagiarism, your daughter has violated my bottom line on the piano, such an academic misdemeanor is not worthy of being my disciple.

As soon as these words came out, it was undoubtedly a death sentence for Yan Mo, and the sweat on her forehead fell down one after another, not worthy, she was not worthy of being a disciple of Master Modi...

"Peng Li, let's go. "

Master Modi, I'll send someone to you. "

Stay, since you don't have a chance, you don't have to send it." Yan

Qiao, who was watching the play on the side, found that Master Modi was walking upside down, I don't know if he was angry with Yan Mo, not to mention, this little old man is quite cute.

Seeing Master Modi out of the theater, Yan Shen's fire could no longer be held back, and he slapped Yan Mo with a backhand.

"Smack!".