"I am also from Lujiang. My surname is Zhou Mingyu and my courtesy name is Gongjin. The person next to me has a great background. I am the son of Sun Jian, the governor of Jiangdong. I am Sun Ce, and I have the courtesy name Bofu. You must have heard of it, right?"
The handsome young man introduced with a smile. He deliberately reported Sun Ce's name in such detail just for Jiang Siming to hear.
It means that after hearing this, he will give up and leave on his own.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Siming not only did not leave, but instead smiled at each other with a weak scholar next to him.
Their smiles made him feel uncomfortable, as if they were being slighted.
"My lord, Sun Ce is the eldest son of Sun Jian from Jiangdong. If our army wants to take Jiangdong in the future, Sun Ce will definitely be the biggest obstacle. Why don't you let me go back now to gather troops and capture Sun Ce?" Guo Jia whispered to Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming smiled and shook his head, and said domineeringly: "What's the use of catching a little uncle's talisman? If I want to take Jiangdong, a hundred thousand Sun Bo's talisman and a hundred thousand Zhou Yu can't stop me."
Hearing this, Guo Jia could only give up. At the same time, he was a little worried about his master's domineering power. After all, he didn't know whether Jiang Siming was a cultivator or a time traveler.
He just felt that the lord was a bit underestimating the enemy in this way, but after all, it was the lord who said it, Guo Jia was just a suggestion, and the decision-making power was still handed over to Jiang Siming without hesitation.
Even if Jiang Siming is arrogant, underestimates the enemy, or has shortcomings, he, Guo Jia, will only assist him in this life!
"It turns out that he is the son of the governor of Jiangdong. I am disrespectful and disrespectful. However, Qiao doesn't understand why the young master said that "Guangling San" has flaws and should not be regarded as a final piece?"
Although Qiao Gong was surprised by the other party's identity, he was a music-mad person and had the best music in his life. Some people said that Guangling San was not good, so of course he was not happy.
So I still have to ask Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu smiled heartily and replied: "Old man, please listen to me one by one. Although this "Guangling San" is good, brilliant, full of swords and spears, and awe-inspiring, it has too few sections, only forty-five sections.
, the rhythm between the sections is irregular, the order is messy, and it is too formal, so I say it cannot be regarded as a masterpiece."
Mr. Qiao hesitated for a moment and said, "In your opinion, which song do you think can be the ultimate song?"
After hearing this, Zhou Yu began to stroll in the courtyard, walked to the piano, laughed, and sat down without hesitation.
The place where he sat was Xiao Qiao's piano table, and Xiao Qiao frowned and curled his lips behind him.
"Sister, look at this guy, I didn't even let him sit down, and I didn't let him touch my piano either."
Xiao Qiao feels that this Zhou Yu is too narcissistic and arrogant, which is very annoying.
In fact, she also wanted Jiang Siming to play her piano...
After Zhou Yu sat down, he smiled and said to Mr. Qiao: "I once composed a song of my own, and I hope Mr. Qiao will give me some advice after listening to it. Take a look at my song, Zhou Gongjin's, and consider it a proper masterpiece."
After saying that, Zhou Yu started to play, and sure enough, it was completely unfamiliar passages and sounds.
The sound of Mianzhu's piano could be heard, and everyone was surprised. This piece of music was really nice.
Moreover, the key point has never been heard before. Could it be that this person really made it up himself?
After playing, Zhou Yu glanced at everyone's expressions and said proudly: "Can this piece of mine be considered a masterpiece?"
Mr. Qiao was about to praise him, but Jiang Siming suddenly laughed.
"Brother, why are you laughing?" Zhou Yu looked over with a steady expression.
Not only did Jiang Siming not stop, but he laughed even louder.
"I laugh at someone who plagiarizes a famous song, edits it at will and uses it for their own use. It's extremely ridiculous."
Others couldn't tell, but he, a versatile musician, could tell it right away.
This week Jichang is based on ancient music, and then adapted part of the music, and then modified the beginning and ending, and then regarded it as my own.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
Zhou Yu's expression suddenly changed several colors in an instant.
Then he said sternly: "That's ridiculous! Then tell me, whose song did I copy?"
Sun Ce also came over at this time, and said to Jiang Siming with an unkind expression: "If you insult my friend, if you can't say it out loud, I, Sun Bofu, will be rude to you!"
Jiang Siming turned a blind eye to their sharp eyes, and instead sneered: "If I say he copied it, he copied it. As for whose song he copied? No need to ask, he copied "Mountains and Flowing Water" naturally."
After speaking, Jiang Siming played a song on the spot. The song Zhou Yu just played was accurate to every syllable.
"Mr. Qiao, after listening to it twice, don't you think it sounds familiar?" Jiang Siming asked with a smile.
Mr. Qiao paused, nodded and said: "It does sound familiar, and the sound section is indeed similar to "High Mountains and Flowing Waters"."
Jiang Siming enjoyed the music and said: "Then I will play "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" again. You can enjoy it carefully."
After saying that, Jiang Siming played a complete version of "High Mountains and Flowing Waters", and his piano skills once again impressed Mr. Qiao and the two delicate little Qiaos.
"It's true! The song played by Zhou just now is indeed very similar to "High Mountains and Flowing Waters"!"
Mr. Qiao said with certainty.
The two Qiaos began to whisper and talk among themselves, and they all looked at Zhou Yu with disdain.
At this time, Zhou Yu couldn't sit still, his face turned pale and green, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Sun Ce also looked at him with complaining eyes, Brother, we are here to pick up girls, why are you plagiarizing?
However, Zhou Yu was also very adaptable. He laughed a few times as if nothing happened, and then began to change the topic.
"I heard that this brother is very confident. Yes, I did draw inspiration from "Mountains and Flowing Water" for this piece. But since he knows so well, he must have composed his own music. Why don't you bring it out for everyone to enjoy?"
Zhou Yu threw the blame to Jiang Siming.
Guo Jia sneered and said, "Just because you plagiarized doesn't mean that my master will plagiarize as well. The plagiarist's music is still so impressive. I have never seen such a shameless person."
"You!" Zhou Yu was so angry that he slapped the table and stood up.
"What are you doing? You want to fight? Have you asked me?" Dian Wei immediately walked out of the yard and stared at Zhou Yu with bull's eyes.
Jiang Siming raised his hand towards Dian Wei and said, "Did I let you out? Go back and look at the gate for me."
"oh."
Dian Wei obeyed Jiang Siming's words unconditionally and agreed. Then he looked at Zhou Yu and Sun Ce with disdain, and then ran to work as a security guard at the gate of the courtyard.
Jiang Siming asked Zhou Yu: "What should I do if I pop up?"
Zhou Yu sneered and said: "If you can play your own composition and beat mine, I, Zhou Gongjin, will leave right now and never set foot in the land of Lujiang again!"
"Haha, why do I want you not to show up in Lujiang? Where is your love? What does it have to do with me?" Jiang Siming said disdainfully.
"Then what do you want?" Zhou Yu said angrily.
Jiang Siming glanced at him and said with a smile: "If you lose, you will not be allowed to play the piano again in the future."
It is said that if the song is wrong, then Jiang Siming will cut off your piano first and let you play?
"Okay! If you don't touch it, you won't touch it. If I, Zhou Gongjin, lose, I will never touch the piano again in this life. But if it's you, sir, and you lose?"
Jiang Siming replied without hesitation: "If I lose, I will also say goodbye to the guqin. From now on, I will only have the sword as my companion on the long journey, and I will never play music again!"
These words sound very convincing. (To be continued)