My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 557 The event begins

【565】The grand event begins

Back then, if it wasn't for the first emperor burning books and burying scholars!

Ye Xuan would not get angry, and took his life in advance.

But a catastrophe has already happened, no matter how angry Ye Xuan was, "book burning" still burned countless precious books.

The country of Hua was 5000 years old, and the first emperor was only 300 years away from now. One "burning of books" destroyed the vast sea of ​​classics that had been passed down for nearly 3000 years.

Although he has meritorious deeds, he also has past experiences!
The merits and demerits of right and wrong have long been entangled.

Therefore, up to now, the ancient documents about traditional Chinese medicine, especially the origin of meridians and the internal operation mechanism of meridians, etc. have been lost.

And Ye Xuan's technique just now was completely unheard of, completely subverting their impression of acupuncture.

I believe any doctor will understand what this means after seeing the video just now!
"This... is amazing!!!"

"My God, is this really acupuncture in Chinese medicine?"

"It's incredible, it completely overturned my understanding of Chinese medicine!"

Ye Xuan smiled lightly, he didn't seem to care about other people's compliments.

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation in the ward:
"Mr. Kong is awake!"

Immediately, the Kong family rushed in eagerly, and Ye Xuan followed behind.

At this moment, Confucius is lying on the hospital bed,
The complexion has improved a lot.

Massage with Ye Xuan's spiritual energy, coupled with the effect of acupuncture,
Confucius's face was rosy, and he seemed to be in a better mental state than before he fell ill.

As soon as Confucius woke up, he searched the crowd until he saw Feng Daozi, his eyes lit up, and then his expression dimmed again, like a little boy who has done something bad:
"Brother Feng, I'm sorry, I lost that precious calligraphy and painting!"

As soon as he woke up, the first thing he felt was deep self-blame, and the first thought in his mind was to apologize to Feng Daozi.

Feng Daozi waved his hand, then pointed to Ye Xuan and said, "This is Mr. Ye Jiuxuan, and he is the one who saved you this time."

what?
Confucius was startled, apparently he did not expect that the master Ye Jiuxuan he was thinking of would be such a young man, but he was also a person who had experienced life and death, so he soon calmed down.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry for failing to protect your work."

Ye Xuan smiled lightly, "It's just a piece of paper, why bother?"

As soon as this remark came out, the other people in the room were shocked.

"It's just a piece of paper!"

It is a work praised by countless masters in the art world, and it is a calligraphy and painting that someone wants to buy at a sky-high price.
It's just a piece of paper in the mouth of this 20-year-old boy!

Who in the world can have such a mind?
The Confucius Institute in charge of Kong Zhengyue may have a market value of tens of billions, and the brand value is immeasurable, but he asked himself, he would never be so indifferent.

Feng Daozi ignored fame and wealth all his life, but he could never ignore calligraphy and painting.

In fact, no matter whether you love painting, antiques, jade or money, there is no difference at all.

They all have an obsession in their hearts that they cannot let go of.

We cannot say that those who love money are vulgar, and those who love antique jade are elegant.

However, there are very few people like Ye Xuan, whose heart is empty, without the word "fame and fortune" at all!
They don't know what else in this young man's heart that he can't let go of?
Everyone in the emergency room stared at Ye Xuan closely, especially the three brothers of the Kong family, their eyes were full of complexity.

They have held high positions all year round, and their desire to compete for fame and fortune is stronger than ordinary people. It is really commendable for a young man to have such a disposition.

Lying on the hospital bed, Confucius asked himself that he looked at everything very plainly, and his xinxing was absolutely rare in his generation.

But this young man not only made him feel ashamed of his calligraphy and painting, but also admired his mind.

"Mr. Ye, someone wanted to buy your calligraphy and painting for a billion dollars, so I just lost it. I...I..."

Although Ye Xuan didn't care, Confucius couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart, and felt very guilty.

What hurts the most is the calligraphy and painting itself. For those who love calligraphy and painting, it is no less than a priceless treasure.

Ye Xuan smiled lightly: "If that painting is destined to be mine, it will still be in my hands in the future, so don't worry about it."

"But..." Confucius wanted to say something more.

Ye Xuan smiled, and said: "Actually, that work is just a random sketch by me. To me, it is very superficial. If you have a great time in the future, I will let you see what is called a real calligraphy and painting!"

what?
Just a crude clumsy work?
The people around were all surprised. Just now, Mr. Kong said that there was a bid of one billion U.S. dollars.

They knew that with Kong Lao's personality, he would never lie.

Confucius felt much better after hearing this. His heart is open-minded, and he is open to everything when he is old. After this matter, he will find a way to find it. Thinking of his illness, he said to Ye Xuan with a smile:
"Mr. Ye, I have never met you before, thank you again for saving me, otherwise I would have really confessed my old bones here."

"It's okay, you and I are gentlemen, don't take it to heart." Ye Xuanlue pondered for a while, stood up and cupped his hands and said:

"Since Mr. Kong is fine, I won't bother you any more, so I'll take my leave."

He came here to save people, and now that Kong Ziwen's injury is healed, it's time to leave.

"Are you leaving now? Is there anything you need to do?" Feng Daozi asked hurriedly when he heard that Ye Xuan was about to leave after only a few words.

Only now did he realize that Ye Xuan was more ethereal than the last time he saw him, his whole person was like a white cloud floating in the sky, elusive.

"Recently, I participated in a TV show called The Voice of the Empire, and I was busy training a few students to prepare for the finals of the Bird's Nest." Ye Xuan said calmly.

"what?!"

Feng Daozi opened his mouth wide and stared at his eyes, suspecting that he heard it wrong, "Mr. Ye, you will also participate in the talent show..."

Just as he asked, he realized that Ye Xuan was only nineteen or twenty years old, and he was full of vitality. It was not surprising to be able to participate in such a program.

"Mr. Ye, then you should be busy first. On the day of the finals, I will go to the Bird's Nest to support you."

"Count me in." Kong Ziwen, who was lying on the bed, sat up and said solemnly.

Ye Xuan was also polite, nodded and turned to leave.

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Time is like water, and in a blink of an eye, it is the eve of the finals of The Voice of the Empire Bird's Nest.

At the Imperial Capital International Airport, a passenger plane flying from London, far across the ocean, came to a slow stop.

When William came to the mysterious country of Hua Guo again this time, he put away some of the contempt in the past, and his face was full of respect.

Last time, in Huaguo, he heard the most beautiful music in the world, comparable to Chopin, Beethoven, that musical genius named Ye Xuan... This time, he came here specifically to contact this person to convey to him the Queen's His Highness pays the highest respect to him, and instead of His Royal Highness, invited him to bring the mysterious music from China to Great Britain to play at the beginning of next year!

In the eyes of musicians, music has no national boundaries, and those who master it are teachers. Although Ye Xuan is young, he respects him from the bottom of his heart!
Of course, before that, at the invitation of a friend, he had to participate in a music talent show in Huaguo. As the world's top music connoisseur, the current owner of a piano family, and the head of the Royal Victoria Orchestra, he was going to participate in such a show The talent show is undoubtedly very cheap, but when he learned that the mysterious young man was also participating in this show!
God, such masters are all participating in this kind of program, what right does he have to refuse?

Thinking of this, after hesitating for two seconds, William agreed to the request of the Voice of the Empire!

As soon as William got off the plane, he saw the logo of The Voice of Empire and the billboard with his name written on it, and he hurried over.

This is the eve of the finals of The Voice, everyone is busy, all the contestants are trembling with nervousness, only Ye Xuan doesn't take it seriously.

Netizens seem to be busier than contestants, and various voting posts are overwhelmingly active on the entire network.

In short, this time of year is the most active time for pop music in Huaguo.

And after the votes of netizens, an indisputable fact is ready to come out.

The most handsome student of The Voice this year, after many comparisons and repeated viewings from multiple angles, is undoubtedly Ye Xuan. 360-degree handsome with no dead ends, perfect body proportions, handsome to a new height, blowing out all the beautiful men of the Han Dynasty and the Japanese style!
He is still the most handsome handsome guy in my Dahua country.

Who is the most talented student of The Voice this year?

Needless to say, besides Ye Xuan, who would dare to mention the word "talent"?A musician who can sing, write lyrics, compose music, and play musical instruments, such a person is beyond the word "talent"!

Didn't you see that Yang Sixuan asked Ye Xuan to instruct other students?I haven't seen the songs sung by Su Wanjun and Zhang Shener, are the songwriters Ye Xuan?

This kind of talent is simply invincible, even if you don't want to be popular!

Who is the most popular player to win this year's The Voice?

Nonsense, it must be Ye Xuan, I didn't see that the support rate of the online voting has exceeded 1000 million votes, which is more than twice that of No.2 to No.9 combined!

If Ye Xuan is not the champion, then it is shady, shady, and the angry netizens may tear down the organizing committee on the spot.

Of course, there are also fans of Xue Zhiqian and other students on the Internet, but there are too many people who support Ye Xuan, and the fans of others are naturally covered up. There is no way, who is Ye Xuanhong?
"I heard that many world-class musicians were invited to participate in this final?"

"Yes, even Mr. William from the musical family."

"Oh my god, that's the world's top classical music master, what is he doing here?"

"You don't understand this, right? The Voice final is also a top event in the music industry. It's normal for Master William to come to see if there are any potential newcomers in Huaguo."

"Fart, a classical music and a pop music are not on the same level at all."

"I won't argue with you anymore, let's get in quickly!"

(End of this chapter)