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178. Chapter 178 High mountains and flowing water, bull B!(1/2)

178. Chapter 178 High mountains and flowing water, awesome!

Author: Shang Xia seeking locks

Chapter 178 High mountains and flowing water, awesome!

When you meet a close friend in the mountains and rivers, there will be no fragrant grass anywhere in the world.

The clear and peaceful sound of the piano floated out of the rehearsal room, out of the concert hall, and towards the sky. Some passers-by passed by the concert hall and suddenly discovered that a towering mountain peak appeared in the sky above the concert hall, with a waterfall hanging like a milky way.

The flow from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain really confirms the saying "It seems that the Milky Way falls in the sky".

Passers-by were confused.

What is going on?

Just when he was thinking that it should be a mirage, a phenomenon of light refraction, he was suddenly stunned. His eyes were round and his mouth was O-shaped. He actually saw water flowing from the top of the mountain and falling to the roof of the concert hall. Because the water was too

Unfortunately, part of the water did not flow away from the drainage pipe, but directly overflowed from the edge of the roof and flowed downstairs, forming several small waterfalls.

The sound of running water made more passers-by discover the abnormal phenomenon above the concert hall. While exclaiming, they took out their mobile phones, took photos and videos, posted on WeChat Moments, and made funny sounds.

At the same time, passers-by around the concert hall suddenly heard a clear and peaceful piano sound, and a fat man among them shouted incoherently: "High mountains and flowing water, high mountains and flowing water, this must be played by gods. This piece of music changes the laws of the world and transforms the artistic conception."

It has become a reality, it’s awesome, it’s so awesome.”

Listening to the fat man's "analysis", other passers-by felt it was very ridiculous at first, but then they immediately felt that it was very reasonable. The scene in front of them was completely beyond the scope of science. What could it be if it wasn't a miracle?

Some people suddenly knelt down towards the concert hall, "bang bang bang", kowtowed three times, clasped their hands together, looked at the mountains and flowing water in the sky, and began to silently pray for various things.

"God above, please bless me to make a fortune this year!"

"Old god, I spent a lot of money to ask for a child. If my wife really gives birth to a child, I will definitely go to the temple to burn incense for you."

"Bless me to go smoothly in my public examination, please!"

In the orchestra leader's office, Bai Cong was immersed in handling things. Suddenly, there was a "bang" and the office door was knocked open. He was so frightened that he almost broke the pen tip. When he turned around, his secretary ran in in a panic.

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"Commander, hurry up, follow me and see the miracle!"

Before he could speak, the secretary had already pulled him out of the office. As he walked, he asked, "What kind of miracle? What's going on?".

"It's too late to explain, hurry up!"

He was dragged by the secretary and ran all the way out of the office building to the side of the road. The secretary suddenly pointed to the sky and said: "Captain, look." He looked in the direction of the secretary's finger, was stunned for a moment, and said: "This

It must be a mirage!”.

"Captain, come with me"

He was dragged by the secretary again and ran through an intersection to the vicinity of the concert hall. This time he didn't use the secretary's finger. He had already seen that the water flowing from the mountains was actually real. A clear and peaceful piano sound suddenly appeared.

ear.

Mountains and flowing water!

This is a classic Guqin song, "High Mountains and Flowing Waters".

"Captain, this... isn't this the strange phenomenon that occurred when Mr. Wang played the guqin?" the secretary murmured, staring at the mountains and flowing water above the concert hall with his big Kazilan eyes.

Bai Cong smiled bitterly and said, "If it's not him, who else could it be? I didn't expect that Mr. Wang is far more magical than I imagined!".

Just as he was talking, the mountain water suddenly disappeared, and several small waterfalls on the edge of the roof of the concert hall also disappeared.

Whether it was Bai Cong, the secretary, or the passers-by around him, they all let out a long sigh of relief. This miracle gave people such a sense of oppression that they felt like they couldn't breathe.

As everyone was about to leave, a graceful and chilly piano sound suddenly appeared in their ears.

A small pink petal fell from Bai Cong's eyes, followed by two, three, and four.

Bai Cong raised his hand, caught the petals, and murmured: "Classic music, Three Plum Blossoms!".

At this moment, the whole of Shangjing was filled with plum blossoms, in the sky, on the ground, on the eaves, and on the roofs of cars. People looked at the snow-like plum blossoms and remained silent for a long time. It was so beautiful that words cannot describe the beauty. They didn’t know what to say.

Some couples quickly picked up their mobile phones and started taking selfies to record this beautiful moment.

In the rehearsal room, Wang Liang looked at the progress bar in front of him and wondered, "What's going on? I've practiced enough 10,000 progress bar, and I've reached the first glimpse. How do I activate the skill of playing the guqin, let alone magical things?"

, there was no movement at all.

I was immediately speechless!

Stop playing and go out to eat.

When I left the rehearsal room and walked out of the concert hall, I suddenly saw flower petals all over the road.

What are you thinking about? There is a major event?

Suddenly a voice came from beside him, "Hello, Mr. Wang, you. You are really amazing. It's not an exaggeration to call me the God of Music." When I turned around, I saw Bai Cong running over with a smile, his secretary following him closely.

Behind him, there were also smiles on his face.

Wang Liang admitted that he was a little bit more powerful, but there was no need to say he was great every day. He sighed softly and said with a wry smile: "Captain Bai, I am only a little bit more powerful than ordinary people. Don't worry."

He praises me every day, so much that I can’t even find the answer!”.

A little more powerful?

Is that a little bit?

After hearing these words, Bai Cong felt that his self-confidence was really hit. You are too humble. You can even play the guqin to make strange things happen. You are only a little better than ordinary people. If you use all your methods, you will not be able to do it.

Heaven?

After secretly complaining, he smiled bitterly and said: "You are too humble. I have reserved a table in Fengze Garden. Let's chat while eating."

"OK"

Looking at the petals everywhere, Smith, the leader of the Royal Symphony Orchestra of the Rose Kingdom, frowned and said: "Is there a festival today?".

The assistant next to him shook his head and said he didn't know.

After leaving the airport, getting in the car and heading to the hotel, I saw petals everywhere, as if I was immersed in a sea of ​​flowers. After asking the assistant who spoke Longguo dialect to ask the driver, I learned that there was a sudden rain of petals in Beijing.

Smith said silently: "Is it because of the arrival of the Royal Symphony Orchestra that this magical rain of petals appeared?".

After saying that, a proud smile appeared on his face.

It seems that the Royal Symphony Orchestra is destined to shine the brightest in the music exchange meeting in Dragon Kingdom this time. That loser Fimmel actually said that Eastern music is too powerful. In a few days, he will prove to the world that Western music

Music is the mainstream of the world and the most powerful.

Oriental music is a joke!

Dear Feimir, watch me defeat the powerful oriental music in your mouth!

night.

Smith sat on a chair, leaning on his back and stretching his neck forward. His head was so close to the computer screen that he almost got into it. He kept mumbling, "It's impossible, absolutely impossible. How can there be such a powerful person in the world?"

's performer".

The assistant sitting next to him frowned and said: "Maybe Fimmel is right, the music of the East is indeed too powerful, I should return to China immediately, otherwise I will become a clown!".

Smith didn't say anything. He rubbed his temples and thought for a long time before saying, "I'll go visit this performer tomorrow and see with my own eyes whether he's as good as what he said on the Internet."

"I'll contact the director of the Longguo Symphony Orchestra and ask him to make a recommendation for us."

At around nine o'clock, Bai Cong received a call from the Royal Symphony Orchestra.

"Hello, Captain Smith"

"No, I am not Captain Smith, I am the assistant of Captain Smith, Jayne"

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Captain Bai, we would like you to introduce that magical oriental traditional music performer. His name seems to be Wang Liang."

After hearing this lame Longguo dialect, Bai Cong suddenly felt bad. It's over. The Royal Symphony Orchestra of the Rose Kingdom won't be scared away by Mr. Wang just after it comes here, right? Don't go to the Eastern-Western Music Exchange Meeting at the end of the month.

, no Western symphony orchestra dared to participate.

His mind was racing and he said, "That performer may not be in Shangjing. Let me contact him for you."

"Thanks"

After hanging up the phone, Bai Cong took the phone and walked back and forth in the bedroom several times. He pressed "beep beep" on the screen of the phone a few times and put it to his ear. After a few seconds, there was a "dah-dah-dah" sound.

A confused voice, mixed with the words "Falde Hong", came from the receiver.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, are you there?"

A voice came out from the chaotic voice, "Here, what's the matter?".

"Well, Mr. Wang, Smith, the director of the Royal Symphony Orchestra of the Rose Country, is going to visit you tomorrow."

"I don't have time, I still have to practice the flute."

If Smith doesn't see Mr. Wang tomorrow, he will probably run away. Of course, Bai Cong can't let this happen. He quickly said: "Just a few minutes, I will ask him to find you in the rehearsal room. You can practice normally while doing whatever you want."

Just say a few words and deal with him for a while, I really can’t push this matter away, please help me!”.

"Okay, I'm still busy, hang up now"
To be continued...
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