Chapter 48 Johnson gives in, and the beautiful aunt’s attitude changes drastically!

"Please help me get the music score." Shen Mo said to the venue staff.

Johnson did not stop this.

Unless one has memorized the music score, the music score is almost necessary to play a difficult and complex piece of music like "Song of the Wanderer". If it were him, he would not be without it.

Shen Mo began the sound test.

Stab la la.

Although this time the sound is no longer broken, there is an obvious error in the melody, which makes it very unpleasant to listen to.

In the audience, some foreigners burst into laughter, and the table of Douglas Company even booed in ridicule.

But all the Chinese people did not laugh, but looked solemn.

Some people even had red eyes and tears in their eyes.

They knew that Shen Mo was not fighting for himself, but for the dignity of the Chinese people.

Chen Weining pursed her lips tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

She gently covered her mouth with her white and soft hands, otherwise she was afraid that she would cry the next moment.

Su Yiyun leaned over and gently hugged Chen Weining, her eyes also filled with tears.

She never thought that she had invited Shen Mo to watch the party on a whim, but she didn't expect that he would stand up at the critical moment.

On the stage, Shen Mo still played the instrument unsteadily and without much tune.

But as time passed, thirty seconds, a minute...

He gradually found a rhythm that was familiar and suitable for him, and slowly regained his peak form.

At this moment, his mind was extremely empty, as if all his energy was focused only on the strings in his hands.

The first section is completed smoothly and you are just getting started.

The second section, flavorful.

The third section, entering into the emotion.

Section 4, Entry.

The fifth bar, the sixth bar…

Until the last eighth bar.

The performance is over!

Shen Mo stopped playing the zither, closed his eyes slightly, and exhaled gently.

At this moment, he felt what it meant to be one with the piano.

The spotlight shone on him, like a glowing statue.

On one side of the stage, the beautiful female host with ponytail opened her mouth wide and stared at Shen Mo in amazement. There was more than just admiration in her eyes!

The entire venue was silent and everyone was stunned!
popping.

I don’t know how long it took, but applause broke out from a corner.

Immediately, people reacted and the applause was thunderous and lasted for a long time.

Even several American Americans from the rival Douglas Company stood up and applauded their enemies.

Chen Weining covered her red lips with her hands, tears already welling up in her eyes.

She blinked at Shen Mo, letting the tears flow down her face like pearls. There was fondness, joy, emotion, and even love in her eyes that she herself was not aware of.

Johnson's face was stiff and he looked embarrassed.

He originally thought that he had a sure win, but he never expected that in Hangzhou, a place that is not a central city, he would actually meet a folk music performer who is comparable to the top in the country.

Although the child was obviously not familiar with the music score at first and seemed a little unfamiliar with it, he slowly mastered the rhythm after playing for just a few minutes.

Later, there came a moment when he even reached the realm and level of his teacher, Mr. Thomson, a famous violinist from the United States.

Are the Chinese so terrifying?

Cold sweat began to appear on his forehead, and he regretted his actions.

However, it was impossible for me to bow and apologize in front of so many people.

Especially in front of so many Chinese people.

They were the ones who stole his business, and he hated them and despised them.

He moved stealthily, trying to slip off the stage.

Several Chinese youths in the audience rushed over to stop him. "I need to go to the toilet." Johnson's eyes flickered, and he was so nervous that he even made mistakes in Chinese.

But he was obviously treating people as fools.

"Bow and apologize."

All Chinese people said the same thing, and even most foreigners couldn't stand it anymore and asked him to fulfill his promise.

"OMG, Johnson, be honest."

"Johnson, be honest."

……

"Mr. Johnson, for the benefit and honor of Douglas and yourself, I suggest you fulfill your promise."

Felix on the side of the stage also stood up and said with a serious expression.

Seeing that he had also spoken, Johnson finally realized that it was impossible for him to escape.

Maje Group is an important upstream partner of Douglas, and Felix’s attitude is very important to the development of Douglas.

Even if Douglas withdraws from the Chinese market, the two sides still have many other cooperation projects in other parts of the world.

Johnson took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stepped back onto the stage.

He couldn't help but look towards the audience. Several colleagues at the table from his company had looks of seeking help in their eyes.

However, some colleagues spread their hands to express helplessness, while others simply turned their heads and pretended not to see it.

Johnson couldn't help but get furious.

His face turned red and white, and he no longer had the arrogance and arrogance he had before.

"Bow and apologize."

"Johnson, be an honest man of God."

Below the stage, Chinese and foreign audiences were still urging them on, and the gazes of the more than 200 people present almost created substantial pressure.

No one doubts that if Johnson continues to be tough, something unforeseen will happen.

Johnson couldn't hold on any longer, and his 1-meter-tall body suddenly became hunched.

He bent down and bowed deeply to Shen Mo, "I'm sorry, I apologize for my wrong remarks about China just now."

Shen Mo stretched out his hand and gestured to the audience.

Johnson had no choice but to turn around and bow to the audience again.

"Oh oh oh!"

Amidst the laughter, Johnson left the hall in disgrace and did not even return to his office desk.

Soon, the remaining few people from Douglas Company felt that they could not stay any longer and left the venue dejectedly with their bags.

At this time, all the Chinese audience looked at one person, Shen Mo, who was holding the erhu on the side of the stage.

I don't know who started the applause, but the next moment, thunderous applause rang out in the hall again.

All the Chinese people were excited, some even had tears in their eyes, as they looked at this ordinary-dressed, slightly immature boy.

Even most of the foreigners looked at the young man with excitement, applauding and cheering for him.

Although we have different nationalities, we are all made of flesh and blood. Heroes who stand up at any time deserve respect.

Chen Weining had wiped away her tears. Although her beautiful eyes were still red, her pretty face was full of joy and happiness.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to hug Shen Mo in her arms, and for the first time she felt that the people around her were redundant.

Su Yiyun was still stunned.

She has loved folk music since college and served as the deputy director of the school's folk music orchestra for a period of time. Although she has been busy with company affairs over the years, she will play the guzheng whenever she has time.

Although her talent was limited and her level had always been amateur, this did not hinder her enthusiasm at all. She even became good friends with Qi Lili, Hangzhou's top guqin expert.

With her years of experience, she had naturally heard about the difficulty of "Song of the Wanderer", not to mention the difficulty of transplanting it from the violin to the erhu.

Qi Lili may be able to play, but she is an expert in guqin, not erhu.

He had never expected that this little high school student whom he had invited on a whim had such terrifying strength and had saved the situation from being humiliated by foreigners.

Originally, towards Shen Mo, she was only grateful that he saved her best friend, and had a little curiosity about his medical skills, but that was all, and she was more of a passerby with little to do with him.

But now, there was a hint of something strange in the look she gave Shen Mo.

This guy is really unusual!

(End of this chapter)