The Body Swap Game

One hundred and seventy-seven. Heirs of Chinese music

If Grace satisfies the traditional Chinese impression of Europeans and Americans, then the four people who came here are a kind of existence that breaks the impression.

Reddish-brown hair, brown eyes, only body shape, face shape, and skin color reveal their identities as Europeans and Americans.

All four were men, about the age they had just graduated from college.

"HELLO." The four of them greeted Xia Yu and the three of them.

Even though there were no English classes in the first district, Liu Manman and An Siyao could still understand English words that appeared frequently.

They also replied.

The two people smiled friendly, and then the four looked at Grace: "Shall we have breakfast together tomorrow, Grace?"

They spoke English, and Liu Manman and An Siyao couldn't understand them.

But Xia Yu, who has language level 3, can.

Holding a glass of juice, Xia Yu eavesdropped on their conversation openly.

"What do you guys want to do?" Grace looked helpless, and she also spoke English.

"It's just an invitation to have breakfast with you. You don't want to be with these foreigners, do you?"

The five of them knew each other.

"This is my job, and I'm a hired translator now," Grace said.

"Just deal with it casually over there."

"How can it be."

"It's really troublesome." The four were a little depressed, "We have already told the other side that you will be our interpreter, why are you still sent to this group of yellow people?"

"This is probably because the organizers think that people who can speak English are in the second district, so there is no need for an interpreter." An English sentence interjected.

This sentence made the five people stunned. They were stunned not because of the logic in the words, but because it was not any of them who spoke.

They looked at Xia Yu in surprise.

Xia Yu smiled and raised the juice in his hand to them.

The five people also raised the wine in their hands reflexively, and they took a sip together.

Cold drinks to cool them down.

Embarrassment rose on their faces.

While they didn't say anything bad, they didn't say anything good either.

"I'm so sorry." The five and Xia Yu apologized.

This kind of scene where people think that others don't understand, but others can understand clearly is really exciting.

"You speak English really well." The five of them continued the topic in embarrassment.

"Thank you." Looking at the expressions on their faces, Xia Yu was in a happy mood.

It's wrong to base your happiness on someone else's pain, but it's okay to base your happiness on other emotions, such as shock and embarrassment.

After barely chatting for a few more words, the four of them turned and left.

After they left, Liu Manman hooked Xia Yu's neck: "You can actually speak English?"

"I've studied for a while." Xia Yu didn't lie, and he only studied for eight hours.

But Liu Manman didn't believe it: "I admit that you are a genius in music, but how can you master a foreign language after a while? What do you want to learn English for?"

In the previous life, due to reasons such as national strength in science and technology, English was almost the standard for the upper class, but in this world, there is no difference in the status of Chinese and English.

Those who learn English, except those who are planning to go abroad, only have translation.

If Xia Yu didn't give a decent reason, Liu Manman wouldn't believe it.

Also curious was Grace.

Only An Siyao remained quiet.

"Because there was a British netizen before, and then I learned it." Xia Yu found a reason by the way.

"I see, it's a woman, right?" Liu Manman automatically made up a plot.

Seeing Grace's expression, she also followed the letter.

This kind of lying method of telling half and leaving half for others to associate, and it is estimated that there is a little drama buried, is really very convenient.

After they said something together, two more people walked towards them.

This time, it was two Chinese who came for Xia Yu and the others.

After they got closer, Xia Yu felt a faint sense of displeasure, and his telepathy told him that these were two people with a hostility.

Xia Yu had never met these two people, so it couldn't be because of some conflict left over from history, it could only be because of the entanglement of interests.

This time, there are two teams in the first district, the three of them, and the two in front of them.

Did he think that without the three of them, they would be the focus of the audience's attention in the first district?

If this is the reason, then they are not only small-bellied, but also stupid.

The first district will definitely get places for two teams. This is politically correct, but there must be other teams without the three of Xia Yu.

The superficial skills of the two were quite good, and they greeted each other with smiles on their faces.

Xia Yu had investigated the contestants before and knew their identities. They were two brothers from the Gu family, twins, 29 years old. One was learning the Yangqin and the other was learning the Erhu. Individual playing ability was not outstanding, but the ensemble was not bad. sharp.

After saying a few unnutritive words, the two brothers of the Gu family were leaving, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, with a hidden thorn in their words:

"We looked at the first two pieces you submitted. The combination of oriental instruments and western instruments is not bad, but western instruments are fine for playing. If you keep practicing, it will only make your ability worse, and they are Europeans and Americans. stuff."

Their words directly attacked An Siyao, who played the piano, and indirectly attacked Xia Yu, who was a master of the piano and violin.

Only Liu Manman was out of their range of words, but her teammates were belittled, which also made her unable to maintain her calm.

Xia Yu didn't expect that there would be racism on musical instruments.

Holding Liu Manman who was about to speak, Xia Yu did not argue with them on this topic.

This is not a debate, but a verbal attack, also known as a quarrel. There is no reason to quarrel, just attack the weakness of the other party's heart and make the other party angry.

"It doesn't matter, we are still young, and there is no problem wasting a few more years, but the two seniors are not young, so we need to concentrate on it."

Xia Yu's words hit the weak point of the Gu family's two brothers. They were eleven years older than the three of Xia Yu, almost twice as old, but they were standing on the same stage.

The two brothers of the Gu family felt that Xia Yu was laughing at their talents. They were alone, and their abilities were indeed not very good. If they played alone, they couldn't even win the best Liu Manman.

This was also the pain in their hearts. They said provocative words and were jealous of Xia Yu's talent.

Blushing, the two wanted to fight back but couldn't find any suitable words, so they could only swallow their breath and walk away angrily.

The two exchanged:

"Brother, that guy is too bad!"

"It doesn't matter. It's just right for them to use western instruments. We are the heirs of Chinese music. If we hype it up at that time, we will definitely get a lot of attention."

It's a pity that personal achievements have nothing to do with his character. Whether it's business, politics, or top figures in the field of philosophy, there are some gentle scum.

The two are such people.

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