Dragon's Origin

However, now that the performance had reached this stage, it was impossible for these grandmasters to withdraw. They could only brace themselves and go on stage, hoping their exceptional playing skills would leave Wang Sheng speechless.

“The score!” Wang Sheng knew that Grandmaster Dan had composed a new piece, one Wang Sheng had never heard before, but he still asked for all the scores.

Before the performance began, Wang Sheng casually flipped through the thick stack of scores for various instruments. To outsiders, it seemed Wang Sheng was just glancing at them, picking up a page, scanning it up and down, and then putting it down to pick up another, very casually. It even seemed somewhat disrespectful.

This attitude made the originally softened attitude of several grandmasters harden again. What did this mean? He took the score but didn't bother to look at it properly, just casually glanced at it? Did he not value the pieces we played? Or was it only Wang Sheng's compositions that were considered music, and ours weren't?

With this emotion, a grandmaster preparing to tune the guzheng lost control of his strength, and with a 'twang,' a guzheng string snapped.

At this time, Wang Sheng had already returned the score to Grandmaster Yu. Hearing the sound of the string breaking, everyone's eyes turned to that side.

“I'll replace it!” Among the members of the symphony orchestra, there was no shortage of observant people. Seeing the situation, one immediately jumped out to offer.

“No need for now, let's replace it after the performance!” Wang Sheng also glanced in that direction with everyone else and immediately refused, saying, “This piece doesn't use that string.”

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this. Then, Grandmaster Yu and the guzheng player carefully recalled the score. Sure enough, the guzheng indeed did not use that string in the score. Replacing the string would not have much impact on the guzheng at all.

The grandmasters next to them were also knowledgeable; they were all grandmaster-level figures who played instruments, so how could they only be proficient in one instrument? After a few people pondered it, it was indeed the case. Instantly, everyone's expression changed again when they looked at Wang Sheng.

You know, this was Wang Sheng's first time encountering this piece. He hadn't spent more than three minutes with the scores for more than twenty instruments, totaling more than two hundred pages. Wang Sheng only glanced at each page, without looking closely at all. How did he know that the piece didn't use that string?

Wang Sheng's indifferent attitude towards the score was seen by everyone. Could it be that Wang Sheng had memorized all the scores in his mind with just a casual glance?

If that was the case, then Wang Sheng was not only outstanding in musical sense, but simply a genius. Among them, these grandmasters who immersed themselves in instruments and music every day, not many had such ability. Even the familiar Grandmaster Yu gradually became familiar with all the scores after cooperating with everyone for most of the day. How could anyone become so familiar with just a glance?

Wang Sheng knew that these people wanted to weigh his depth, and Mei'er and Qiangwei also knew it, but they were not as good-tempered as Wang Sheng. If Wang Sheng hadn't suppressed them, they would have jumped up long ago. Now, the two women watched Wang Sheng reveal such a skill before the performance even started, shocking several people into silence. The comfort in their hearts was naturally indescribable, and the smiles on their faces almost couldn't stop.

It was just a small episode. Since that string was not needed, there was naturally no need to waste time replacing it. After the grandmasters were seated, Grandmaster Yu still followed the rules of conducting and began to tap the edge of the music stand to remind everyone to prepare.

As Grandmaster Yu's arm swung down, a brand new piece of music began to play. This was a tune with southern rural style, very much with a regional characteristic.

When Mei'er was running Baoqing Yutang, she had been there once and heard similar tunes. Hearing it again, and played by grandmasters, the feeling was different.

Wang Sheng was listening very carefully. The transformation from score to music still required extremely strong imagination. Wang Sheng had enough imagination here, and at this moment he was comparing the music in his imagination with the music actually played. As expected of a piece played entirely by grandmasters, it was indeed different. Everyone's skills were superb. Even if it was just a rural tune, it was extremely infectious.

Lingxu Old Daoist was concerned about another aspect. The grandmasters did not incorporate spiritual energy into the music, but even so, their exquisite performance skills had driven the formation in the small theater, emitting a faint spiritual energy vibration.

This was not a spiritual energy vibration caused by the cultivation of the people, but a pure spiritual energy vibration driven entirely by the extreme music sound waves, pure and without interference, making Lingxu Old Daoist's feeling even clearer.

Everyone was listening so intoxicated. Grandmasters were grandmasters. Even a single instrument solo could bring a perfect music experience, not to mention so many grandmasters perfectly integrated together under the direction and coordination of Grandmaster Yu, which made people feel like listening to celestial music, and they couldn't stop.

The rural ditty expresses the fulfillment and happiness of the local farmers who have been working for a day and are on their way home with the joy of harvest. The grandmasters interpreted it indeed well. Listening to it, everyone inexplicably felt happy and happy with the melody of the music.

In everyone's reluctance, a piece of music finally came to an end. As a plaintive flute sound slowly lowered, the entire piece of music ended.

The audience who listened, whether it was Wang Sheng's side or the members of the symphony orchestra who were allowed to listen in, all fell into a kind of silent tranquility, as if enjoying the peace of the quiet countryside brought to everyone's hearts.

After a long while, everyone slowly woke up from this atmosphere, followed by warm applause.

Grandmaster Yu led the performing masters, got up and saluted the applauding audience. The applause became more and more enthusiastic until the masters sat down again, and the applause slowly stopped.

The grandmasters also liked the atmosphere just now. The audience applauded to express their love, and the musicians got up to return the salute. This was the most correct way for musicians and audiences to interact. It is said that even this rule was set by Changsheng Gong, and it seems to feel very good!

“Lord, please comment on the performance just now.” Grandmaster Yu, on behalf of everyone, asked Wang Sheng for comments. Everyone was looking forward to it, especially those performing masters, who wanted to hear professional opinions on their performance from professional people.

Wang Sheng stood up, looked at the anticipation in the eyes of the masters, then cleared his throat and first said his overall evaluation: “Amazing!”