Ling Xuan: "You also said that Hamasaki Naohara is the world's number one chess record holder. If Jiang Fuyue wins in the end, think about the consequences. Although the probability is not high, the representative of Country R will definitely not Will allow him to risk national honor."
That's why Jiang Fuyue boldly handed over the initiative to the other party. She had already guessed that Hamasaki Naohara would not choose chess.
"Tsk, I'm right, sister Yue can really cosplay Zhuge Liang!"
It's a no-brainer.
"I just want to know how Sister Yue's brain grows so much faster than us? She has everything, it's amazing!"
"Go and ask, I want to know too."
"Squat quietly and answer."
"Ditto."
After agreeing on the rules of tomorrow's Go game, Jiang Fuyue pretended to leave.
But White suddenly caught up: "Hey, hello, please stay."
He speaks Chinese.
Jiang Fuyue turned her head and nodded slightly at him: "Hello."
"My name is White, and this is my business card."
She took it with both hands: "Sorry, I don't have a business card."
"It's okay! I know you're still a student."
"You... do you have anything to do with me?"
White rubbed his hands, and his gray-green pupils shone with excitement: "I know this question is a bit offensive, but I'm really, really curious. You can choose to answer or not."
Very gentlemanly opening.
Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, in fact, she already guessed in her heart: "What's the problem?"
"Do you know Qi Tan Yingyue? He is a very good and highly talented wind instrument player. As far as I know, suona is just one of the wind instruments he is good at. Can you imagine? This is not what he is best at Yes, it's amazing!"
Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "I don't know."
"But the Thousand-Hand Bodhi fingering method you used just now..."
"Is that what you said?" Jiang Fuyue picked up the suona on the spot, switching fingers smoothly over the hole.
White's old eyes lit up: "Yes! I didn't expect it to be like this..."
He gestured subconsciously with both hands.
But soon he realized that this action was inappropriate, and he suspected of stealing his teacher, so he quickly put his hands on his side, but he still couldn't bear to look away.
Jiang Fuyue did not shy away from demonstrating it again, and asked considerately: "Do you remember?"
"Is that the last place like this? Or is it like this?" After finishing speaking, Old White came to his senses with a slightly embarrassed expression.
"Sorry, I'm so curious..."
"It's okay." Jiang Fuyue slowed down the last few fingerings again.
Old White was amazed: "It turned out to be like this! It's amazing! How did you think of it? Was it taught by Qi Tan Yingyue? I know that China has many rules in this regard. For a reclusive performer like Qi Tan, what is required of students? It will only get stricter."
He nodded, with a look of "I understand, I especially understand".
Jiang Fuyue: "?"
"You guys have rules, it doesn't matter if you don't say anything, anyway, I already guessed it! You are a very talented child, I hope to see your performance in the Wiener Golden Hall in the future, I think it must be very amazing!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked away, bowing his head while walking to review the fingering that Jiang Fuyue taught him just now.
Suddenly he paused, then turned around and said, "I'm going back to China next month. If you need help, you can find me according to the contact information on the business card. I will do my best to help within my ability."
"Also, we're friends, right?"
Before Jiang Fuyue had time to speak, he heard him asking and answering—
"Yes, we are friends now."
"..."
In this match, Jiang Fuyue earned a lot of attention and received countless applause.
But this is just the beginning, there is still a tough battle to fight tomorrow.
On the way back, Lin Shumo, Yi Ci, Zhong Ziang, Ling Xuan and others were with her.
For tomorrow's three competitions, they also wanted to know where Jiang Fuyue's strength was and whether they were sure, but in the end no one asked more questions.
Xu Jing originally wanted to talk to Jiang Fuyue and ask about it, so that he could be mentally prepared.
In the end, Hu Yongwei stopped him: "There is no need to do anything extra, all we can do is trust her."
Believe in Jiang Fuyue's strength, believe in the students educated by No. 1 Middle School, and even more believe in the straight and unbending backbone of the Chinese nation.
Xu Jing nodded: "I understand."
In the blink of an eye, the next day, at 8:00 am, the auditorium was open to the public, and preparations were under way for the upcoming "Cultural Discussion Between China and R".
After a night of fermenting, Jiang Fuyue's glorious record yesterday has spread to all grades in No. 1 Middle School.
Junior High—
"It's a pity that I didn't see the scene, so I can only rely on the video to satisfy my hunger."
"There is actually a video?! Where did it come from?!"
"I lurked into the first-year group and squatted there. Someone recorded the scene of Sister Jiang's suona battle with shamisen yesterday."
"How can you not share this kind of good stuff with everyone? Hurry up, send it to me! Send it to me!"
"And I!"
two minutes later—
"Damn! Why are there so many noises? The scream of the person who took the video almost pierced my eardrums. The key point is that this person's hands are shaking?! The whole screen is shaking, so I can't see what's going on on stage at all, okay?"
"What should I do, I really want to see the scene?"
"How about we discuss it with Director Xiong?"
"This can be!"
"Let's go, let's go together, the more people we have, the easier it is to talk..."
Just like this, a bunch of junior high school students rushed to the director's office, and Director Xiong was stunned, thinking that something serious had happened.
After hearing everyone's intentions, he subconsciously wanted to refuse—
What are you looking at
Missing class
But one of the kids said—
"I think this is a valuable practical lesson in patriotism, so let us go! We all want to see Senior Sister Jiang crush that arrogant R countryman!"
After Director Xiong listened, the middle-aged man in his forties couldn't help feeling excited, and immediately waved his hand: "Okay, follow me!"
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Second watch, two thousand words.
The third correction is being written, and it will be updated when it is finished~
Ask for tickets every day~ Meme!