Chapter 157

"What for?"

Xiao Jun stops at the door of the meeting, turns his head slightly, suppresses his excitement and says this.

But on the other side, he was met by dozens of angry eyes.

When did the people of Yuhua Symphony Orchestra get so humiliated? Li Zhenhua was even more shocked by Xiao Jungang's words.

No matter how much he valued Xiao Jun, he just wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Xiao Jun, how dare you say that our Yuhua Symphony Orchestra has gained a false reputation?"

"Why, isn't it?"

"No one in China or even the whole world dares to say that about my band. Sorry, you have to apologize to me and my members! "

"Sorry? All right. You give me a reason to apologize. As long as you can play that symphony of destiny perfectly, I will apologize immediately. And I'll never leave you any more. However, if you don't have this ability, you have to apologize to me, to the song "fate" that you ruined! "

Now that I've been dead, it's better to be more cruel.

Xiao Jun is using a disguised "motivating method" to let himself stay and make "destiny" the opening track of the performance on Bohai ship.

It's just, can he recognize the subtle mistakes in Symphony performance?

Ha ha, I can't just now, but if I exchange a "music master pill" from the system, the result will be different.

On the surface, Xiao Jun's righteous words are actually painful at the moment.

At the beginning, in order to complete the task of "ten thousand fans", he took advantage of the opportunity of bank robbery to get on the news live, and made a good reputation in the whole city of Xu. Later, he took part in two public welfare performances in Northeast China, which made him a little famous.

However, the amount of public honor accumulated these days is more than 70000 points in total, of which 60000 is also converted into money for Li Qiang.

The rest of these, have nothing to do with thousands of points, the result is that now he only has more than 1000 public honor value.

The exchange fee for a "music master pill" is exactly 1000 points, lasting for four hours.

If we can't make the whole Yuhua Symphony Orchestra completely convinced of him in these four hours, all his efforts will be in vain.

"After finishing this time, we have to do a good job and get famous. Otherwise, the honor value is not enough, and there is no money to deal with the troubles that may occur in the future, which will be embarrassing. "

With this in mind, he held the pills he had just exchanged in his hand and walked towards Li Zhenhua.

"Leader, I'm not talking to you. I feel like a mirror in my heart about all the mistakes made by your members just now. I just don't want to say it.

Now that I've talked about it today, I won't hide it. In four hours, the whole orchestra will listen to my guidance. If within four hours, I can't point out all your mistakes and urge you to correct them. I'm sorry to leave. What do you like to play on the aircraft carrier? "

"Yes

"Hear me out. But if I try my best to correct your mistakes, you still can't play to my satisfaction. Each of you must apologize to me one by one and never play this song again. Is that OK or not? "

"Well, we're afraid you won't do it!"

Li Zhenhua himself is a man with a violent temper, but he was very fond of Xiao Jun before and was so polite to him.

Now standing on the opposite side, he doesn't care whether Xiao Jun is a genius or not. The only idea in his heart is

You can die, smelly boy. As for your performance just now, if you can hear the flaws in the performance, I'll write Li Zhenhua upside down!

Other people in the orchestra are in the same mood as the leader, and their dissatisfaction and disdain for Xiao Jun are more obvious.

"Boy, you also pointed out our mistakes. If you can recognize all kinds of instruments in our orchestra, I'll count you win."

"Yes, Xiao Jun. It's just four hours. During this period of time, we will cooperate with you, fully cooperate with you, and the purpose is to let you understand that the elegant music of Symphony can not be understood by people like you! "

"Ha ha, will it take four hours? I promise I'll make this boy stupid in four minutes!"

All the people in the orchestra are cruel, but one of them is sitting in his own position and never utters a word.

GuDi, the pianist, gently touches the keys in front of him, glances at Xiao Jun with a smile on his face.

This pianist once had his own pride, and even was not convinced of many piano masters who were much more famous than himself. But that day at Yuanshi bar, Xiao Jun was deeply impressed by his song fate, otherwise, he would not bow to Xiao Jun in public in front of so many people.

This is a kind of respect for art, not a personal worship of Xiao Jun.

Different people see things from different angles. GuDi has never doubted Xiao Jun. Li Zhenhua is annoyed by Xiao Jun's words. Others in the orchestra are full of disdain for Xiao Jun.In this case, the Yuhua Symphony Orchestra began to make preparations for the second practice performance of the symphony of fate.

Someone came up and changed the score for the players again.

Xiao Jun is to let people move a table in front of him, holding a pen and paper, sitting there quietly waiting.

When everything is ready, Li Zhenhua claps his hands.

"Well, everybody, some people say that we have a false reputation. Then you should show us your best and let us have a good look. Yuhua Symphony Orchestra is not a bunch of rubbish. Do you hear me?"

"I hear you!"

The members responded together, and Li Zhenhua nodded with satisfaction.

But when the conductor of the orchestra made a start and the music started, Li Zhenhua was so angry that he fell down on the spot.

Those guys promised very well, but this second performance is exactly the same as the first one just now.

At the beginning, it dropped a tone. The violin and Cello were obviously not in the same time. The drummer put the drumstick on his leg directly. When it was time to knock, he didn't knock. When it wasn't time to knock, he knocked at random.

Turn around to see Xiao Jun again. He is still smiling like before.

Li Zhenhua doesn't know how to describe his mood.

He wanted to stop the meaningless performance, but he was angry with Xiao Jungang's words.

This guy said he was in charge of four hours.

OK, I'm the leader of the team.

With this in mind, Li Zhenhua closed his eyes and didn't look at anything, waiting for Xiao Jun to stop and end the farce.

While he closed his eyes, Xiao Jun moved, and the pen in his hand quickly wrote on the paper in front of him.

The music master's pill has been taken. Just now, he is just testing the master's level. After a short trial, he confirms that he can really hear all the mistakes in the music performance. What else can he hesitate about.

On the stage, the members of the orchestra who are performing are very disdainful of Xiao Jun. at the moment, I see that the boy doesn't know what to write, and even ignores their chaotic performance. These guys are more unscrupulous, and finally play a good song into a strange tune that no one knows what it is.

Well, in the original Xiao Jun's ear, he would definitely say "very good.".

After all, these people are elite performers. Even if they play the piano disorderly, the ordinary people will sound very good.

At the end of a song, the orchestra conductor stops and turns gorgeous.

There was no bow of thanks, but a complete mockery of Xiao Jun.

With the conductor, the rest of the orchestra also stood up and looked at Xiao Jun's position.

"Hey, boy, what are you pretending to write?"

"Xiao Jun, don't hang on, just apologize and leave. We can't eat you. "

"Ha ha, what else do you say? I'll listen to him in four hours. How long did we play just now? Is it ten minutes? This kid hasn't farted yet. "

"Ha ha..."

Li Zhenhua opened his eyes at this time.

Look at Xiao Jun, who has been writing hard. Suddenly, he can't bear it.

After all, he is still a child. As a team leader, he can't guide everyone seriously, let alone him.

Alas, the whole orchestra, bullying a child, is it disgraceful!

With this in mind, Li Zhenhua's anger just disappeared. He stepped forward and only wanted to persuade Xiao Jun to let him go home.

But when he came to Xiao Jun's back, he stretched out his hand and was shocked by what he saw in his eyes before he photographed Xiao Jun's back.

This guy wrote Is Do you?

"Leader, what is the boy writing?"

"That's it. Is it over?"

"Shut up and don't talk!"

Li Zhenhua shouts and stops everyone's noise. He picks up a piece of paper that Xiao Jun has written all over.

Looking at the above content, the big leader's whole feeling was not good. He was shocked and couldn't make any sound on the spot.

Gu Meidi takes up a piece of paper and walks away from the stage.

This guy was slightly stunned at first, and then he laughed, with the meaning of "I knew it would be like this".

After laughing, GuDi solemnly put the paper back to its original place and went back to his piano.

People around have long been curious about what Xiao Jun wrote.

But GuDi shook his head gently, and youyou said, "ladies and gentlemen, I only see one sentence."

"What's that?"

"Fate is knocking at the door.""Ah?"

"Ha ha, are you ready to open the door to fate?"

As GuDi's voice fell, without waiting for the public to respond, Xiao Jun suddenly slapped his pen on the table and looked up at everyone.

"I'd like to ask you a question, you heavenly favourites of Yuhua Symphony Orchestra."

"What's the matter?"

"You played the seven minutes just now, didn't you? Can you repeat that? I want not a bad note! "

“……”

The whole orchestra, from the conductor to an ordinary violinist, was all dumbfounded.

Play it again?

You're kidding!

Just now all TM mess, who knows what they have done.