"Fuck, it can't even represent my mood."

"The Poison King has sharpened his sword and is ready to go abroad. The Poison Army follow closely, don't fall behind!"

"Millions of poisonous troops are ready to go!"

"Damn, being a fan of Brother Huan is just one word: great! For more than a month, I've been on a stimulant every day, wow haha, my 800-meter sword is almost here, brothers, wait Follow me!"

"Brother Huan challenged Joyce, the international piano master? If Brother Huan didn't say this himself, I would immediately give him a slap in the face."

"Even if Brother Huan fails, with his courage, I will give him 1 likes."

"Brother Huan has done something that more than a billion Chinese people dare not do!"

"In the face of such a major event that concerns the honor of Huaxia International, what about Xiao Pei, who was boasted by the media before?"

The news of Wang Huan challenging Joyce rocketed to the top of Weibo's hot search list. The programmer brother who was laughing at the whale live platform stopped laughing abruptly, gritted his teeth and cursed, and rushed to the computer room.

……

……

On the stage of the Modu Concert Hall, upon hearing Wang Huan's words, John Jeff showed an angry face and said sharply, "Fuck, do you know who you are talking to? If you want to challenge my teacher, you must pass my level first."

Milo Joyce pulled John Jeff aside, looked at Wang Huan indifferently, and said in a slightly old voice: "Young man, do you want to challenge me?"

Wang Huan said in a deep voice, "That's right."

Joyce narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Wang Huan, and nodded slowly after a while: "Every pianist has an unyielding heart that keeps climbing the peak. Young man, you have done a good job. You are the first one I look at differently. In that case, so what if I promise you. You won, and I sincerely apologize for what you did at the Shanghai Piano Art Festival. But if you lose, you must become my disciple."

Upon hearing this, John Jeff became anxious: "Teacher, didn't you say that I am your last disciple?"

Joyce snorted, "Because you let me down."

John Jeff's expression froze, and there was more jealousy in his eyes when he looked at Wang Huan.Because in his opinion, no matter how powerful Wang Huan is, it is impossible for him to beat his teacher, so this humble bug will probably become his formidable competitor in the future.

After hearing what Joyce said, Wang Huan smiled slightly: "If I win, you have to add a condition."

Joyce: "What terms?"

Wang Huan: "Two days ago your disciple scratched a little girl with his car. I want him to apologize in front of the media and be punished as he should."

Joyce turned his head and gave John Jeff a hard look, then nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

Wang Huan continued to ask: "Who will be the referee for our match?"

Joyce smiled slightly: "When we have reached our level, we naturally have a steelyard in our hearts, and there is no need for others to point fingers. Although I am a little defensive, I still have the most basic professional ethics. I will not be duplicity. If you don't believe me , you can find authoritative international media by yourself and broadcast the whole process live.”

Wang Huan saw the arrogance on Joyce's face, and his heart moved slightly. It seemed that the other party's ability to become a piano master did have his own principles.

"Okay! Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, we will have a showdown."

"can."

After the two had a good discussion, they stretched out their right hands and held each other, but they looked at each other full of challenges.

……

On the Internet, this time, not only the entertainment media, but almost all news websites and social platforms in China put the news of Wang Huan challenging Joyce on the headlines of their homepages.

The shocking titles are dizzying.

"Wang Huan challenges the international piano master Joyce!"

"Tomorrow at ten o'clock, the Shanghai Music Hall, the peak duel."

"Is Wang Huan a piano master? More than a billion Chinese people are eagerly waiting."

"..."

At this time, the West, which was still in the middle of the night, finally received the first-hand news from the far East.

As for John Jeff's INS, some fans who stayed up late to browse INS began to click on his latest video that has neither title nor comment.

Chapter 0200 Westerners' reaction!Jeff's INS is on fire!

A newspaper in the West.

Will, a bearded, pot-bellied, middle-aged employee, is doing a final proof of the layout of the newspaper before it is ready to be sent to the printing house, ready to be printed in the evening and sent to every newsstand when people go to work in the morning. superior.

"Ding dong!"

Will saw that it was Steve, his reporter colleague in China, who sent an latest email, and at the same time he received a message from Steve: "Will, big news, add it to the headlines of the first page."

Will opened the email, rolled his eyes, closed the email slowly, threw the news aside, and said to himself: "Steve is getting more and more exaggerated, talking nonsense every day for the so-called performance. .Rising piano master in China? Strongly challenge Milo Joyce? It's really bullshit..."

With a grunt, he briefly read the electronic board of the newspaper, then sent it to the printing factory, got off work, and went to bed.

……

yahoo international news network

Ma Wen, the editor of the night shift, is dealing with the news sent back by reporters from other parts of the world, and publishes them online as soon as possible.

Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and pointed to a draft: "Hey, buddy Ken, Waite has sent news from China. A mysterious young man from the East will challenge the international pianist Mr. Milo Joyce tomorrow?"

The editor who asked Ken leaned over his head and laughed loudly: "Is there something wrong with Waite's brain? He must have made a mistake. The oriental man should want to learn from Joyce."

Marvin nodded: "I think so too, why don't you call Waite and ask?"

Ken lay on the chair: "You ask."

About 2 minutes later, after listening to Ken's call, Marvin jumped up from his chair, his face full of shock: "Oh, God! This is actually true! Ken, hurry up, we have to come up with a Feature page, report this matter ahead of all other media, believe me, it will become the focus of people!"

Similar things happened in several places, and most Westerners dismissed them, but a few media were keenly aware of its potential influence, and relevant news began to be published sporadically on the Internet.

It's just that in the middle of the night, few people noticed them.

……

Rupert is a pianist. On INS, all the people he follows are pianists or pianist masters.

This evening, after he finished teaching a noble student, he turned on his INS to pass the time when he got home, which had become a part of Rupert's life.

"Huh? John Jeff updated two messages?"

Rupert clicked on it immediately.

"The arrogant Chinese challenged Jeff? And created a piano piece "For Alice"?"

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