Everyone looked at Gu Junlin with astonishment in their eyes.
No one expected that this boy Gu Junlin actually knew Jin Caishen.
Qin Junyu, the old lady of the Zhong family, was happy in her heart.
It's God's blessing to the Zhong family. I didn't expect that Gu Junlin actually met Mr. Jin. Even if he didn't win the first place in this music competition, he would still get a place.
"Hello, Mr. Jin." Gu Junlin greeted Jin Caishen lightly, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Yes." Jin Caishen nodded slightly, then walked to Lin Xiangdong and whispered a few words.
Lin Xiangdong perked up and immediately announced loudly:
"Lao Jin said that in previous years' music festivals, everyone was asked to prepare their own repertoire and compete on the same stage."
"The rules of this year's competition have changed. Mr. Jin has compiled a piece for everyone to play. Whoever plays well will be this year's champion."
"What, Mr. Jin actually composed his own music? It must be a world-famous song."
"Hurry up and tell us to take a look. We can't wait to see Mr. Jin's handiwork."
As soon as Lin Xiangdong finished speaking, there was another sound of flattery.
Mr. Jin nodded with satisfaction and raised his arms slightly.
Immediately, a dozen staff members walked around the venue with small plates in their hands.
What was placed on the plate was a piece compiled by Mr. Jin himself, called "Guangling Song"
Immediately, the venue was divided into more than twenty small circles, and the main personnel of each major family gathered around the musicians they invited and carefully watched the music composed by Mr. Jin himself.
"Gu Junlin, how about it? Can you play the music written by Mr. Jin?"
Although not many people from the Zhong family came this time, they were also assigned a piece of music.
At this moment, Qin Junyu stood next to Gu Junlin and asked nervously.
Gu Junlin's brows furrowed deeply.
According to the common sense of music theory, this is not a piece of music. The symbols in it are like the rhythm of breathing, and this breathing rhythm seems to be only used to play instruments such as dongxiao and transverse flute.
Of course, if someone can see the rhythm, string music can also be played.
If you look at it from a common sense of music theory, this piece of music is simply impossible to play.
At this moment, there was already a lot of discussion around Gu Junlin.
"What kind of music is this? Why is it so difficult to understand?"
"This, this is how we should play, this rhythm is completely messed up."
Obviously, no one except Gu Junlin saw the key to this song.
I don’t know what Mr. Jin meant by this.
Gu Junlin couldn't help but look up at Jin Caishen, only to find that Jin Caishen was looking at everyone in the field with a smile, as if he had already expected such a result.
"How's it going, everyone? Is the song I wrote pretty good?" Jin Caishen asked lazily as he clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.
"Not bad, very good." There was a chorus of agreement.
"Then..." Jin Caishen deliberately prolonged his tone and suddenly asked: "Can someone play a song for me?"
brush!
The whole place was silent.
Those who are invited by major families to participate in the competition are all leaders in the industry. Everyone can see that this piece of music is simply impossible to play.
"Let me try." At this moment, Gu Junlin shouted and stood up on his own initiative.
What, it’s this kid again!
These guests had already inquired about Gu Junlin's details privately just now. They knew that he was just a son-in-law of the Zhong family, so no one took him seriously.
Now seeing this kid coming out to steal the limelight again, many people are sneering secretly.
"As expected, he is a person who doesn't understand music. He may not even know the music score."
"Is that music playable? Let's see how he makes a fool of himself later?"
Jin Caishen glanced at Gu Junlin, nodded slightly, and asked again: "Is there anyone else who can play this song?"
"Let me try."
This time, Su Mingzi held a guqin in his hand and slowly walked out of the crowd.
Seeing this scene, everyone was surprised.
It’s okay for this kid Gu Junlin to fool around there. Su Mingzi is a master-level figure, so why should he join in the fooling around.
"Master Su, what's wrong with you? You really want to play this piece. Can you play it?" Someone finally couldn't help but asked in doubt.
"You don't understand, but you can play." Su Mingzi responded softly, then stood beside Gu Junlin without saying a word.
"good!"
Seeing another person taking the initiative to play his piece, Jin Caishen seemed very happy and asked loudly again: "Is there anyone else who can play this piece?"
This time no one dared to step forward. Everyone knew that this piece of music was impossible to play.
"Okay, if that's the case, the championship this time will be determined between Gu Junlin and Su Mingzi, and the others will automatically give up their qualifications." Jin Caishen announced in front of everyone without any ink.
Immediately there was a cry of lamentation. Although the heads of the families were unwilling to do so, they had no choice but to do nothing because the musicians they hired could not perform.
However, Qin Junyu didn't know why and shouted in front of everyone: "Come on Gu Junlin, grandma believes in you."
Bai Wangxi stood next to Qin Junyu and couldn't help but pour cold water on Qin Junyu:
"Don't be happy, that piece of music can't be played at all, otherwise you think no one will fight for it."
What! Qin Junyu's heart suddenly became tense again.
Here, Gu Junlin and Su Mingzi have already started competing on the same stage.
The Golden God of Wealth looked at the two of them and asked: "Which of you two invites you first?"
Gu Junlin politely took a step back, stretched out an arm and said, "Mr. Su should come first."
This act of respecting the elderly was well received by everyone present.
Su Mingzi was not polite. He carried his guqin onto the small stage, straightened the guqin, sat on a square stool, closed his eyes and started playing.
Although the song "Golden God of Wealth" is written in pieces, in the hands of masters such as Su Mingzi, he relied on his superb skills to make up for the shortcomings of the song, and performed an unplayable piece brilliantly.
Diverse.
Everyone listened with rapt attention.
"Well, as expected of Master Su, it's so wonderful."
It was just a song, and everyone just woke up from a dream and clapped their hands and cheered.
Su Mingzi stood up, bowed silently to everyone around him, picked up the guqin, and silently walked off the stage.
This master's demeanor once again aroused applause.
At this time, Jin Caishen faced Gu Junlin and asked, "Gu Junlin, do you want to compete?"
"We can compare," Gu Junlin said lightly.
The audience around him was stunned for a moment, and then shouted to Gu Junlin:
"Gu Junlin, are you crazy? You actually dare to compete with Master Su on the same stage."
"Do you think that anyone can play Jin Lao's music?"
Gu Junlin didn't say anything anymore, slowly stepped onto the stage, took out the transverse flute he bought for fifteen yuan from his waist, carefully recalled the music composed by Jin Caishen, closed his eyes and started playing slowly.
This performance is very different from Su Mingzi's performance.
Su Mingzi's performance was smooth and flowing, with profound artistic conception, while Gu Junlin's performance was light and joyful, like a bird flying in the sky.
It can be said that two people played the same piece of music in different styles.
But in the eyes of the audience, Gu Junlin just randomly changed the song of the God of Fortune and randomly found an unknown song in an attempt to get away with it.
"Okay, okay, stop playing. You didn't play according to the music at all." Immediately, someone in the audience shouted dissatisfied at Gu Junlin.
