Although Xiao Qinghe was annoyed, he also knew that the pipa had always belonged to China, so how could it be from her gossip country? Therefore, when faced with this question, he snorted and said, "Ms. Park, so what if you play better than me? In terms of pipa skills, I am ashamed and admit defeat. But the pipa has always been a Chinese musical instrument from ancient times to the present. There is no doubt about that. Don't try to change the facts with a single sentence."

Park Jia-hui chuckled and turned to look at Xiao Qinghe, saying, "Mr. Xiao, please calm down. It is indeed difficult to say which country the pipa belongs to. Tracing back to ancient times, neither you nor I know the specifics. Since that's the case, let's leave it at that for tonight. I think it's enough to hear you admit that the Chinese pipa is not as good as that of my Bagua country."

Park Jia-hui's voice reached Xiao Qinghe's ears word by word, and Xiao Qinghe was furious.

This is utterly misleading. What do you mean by tracing back to ancient times? Neither you nor I know anything about that. That's all for tonight.

This means that there's no need to draw a conclusion today about whether the pipa belongs to the Chinese nation; let everyone guess.

In reality, the result was that Xiao Qinghe's Chinese pipa suffered a complete defeat, and those who didn't understand would subconsciously assume that the pipa belonged to the Bagua Kingdom.

After all, things that belong to you should be protected and studied more carefully.

If the pipa belongs to the Chinese nation, why is the pipa played by the representative of the Chinese nation so ordinary?

This point is actually quite common in the second rule at previous invitation meetings. However, in most cases, there will be a stronger local country that clarifies the situation.

But tonight, it seems that only Xiao Qinghe is performing the Huaxia Pipa.

Xiao Qinghe understood this principle at this moment, so he was extremely angry, but helpless.

But how could he admit that in the last sentence? He coldly said, "Ms. Park, please don't talk nonsense and confuse the public. I admit that my pipa skills are not as good as yours. When did I ever say that the Chinese pipa is not as good as the pipa of your Bagua country? China has millions of people and countless pipa masters. There are many people whose skills are better than mine. How can I represent them?"

Park Ga-hye chuckled and said, "In that case, what are you doing here at the Global Musicians Invitational? What are you doing playing the pipa to represent the Chinese pipa?"

Upon hearing this question, Xiao Qinghe was completely stunned and stammered, "This...this..."

Park Jia-hui interrupted Xiao Qinghe, saying, "You represented us, and I represented us. The result is already out, so why say more? That's it."

After saying that, Park Jia-hui turned around and walked off the stage without waiting for Xiao Qinghe to refute her.

The crowd erupted in uproar, and the applause that had been given to Park Ga-hye was now intermittent and had mostly stopped.

Everyone stared in astonishment at Park Ga-hye, who was preparing to leave the stage.

Normally, in this situation, the worst that could happen is that you're not as familiar with your own country's musical instruments as we are.

But now the situation is that Park Jia-hui directly used the phrase "This musical instrument belongs to our country" to force Xiao Qinghe to admit defeat, or even to admit defeat on behalf of China.

How can this be made

Whether they knew the person or not, everyone sensed a unique meaning in it. Perhaps it had nothing to do with war; it was purely a matter of ownership and skill of the instrument.

Xiao Qinghe's face flushed red and then turned pale, and the people around him tried to comfort him, but to no avail.

What happened today is not just shameful, it's a disgrace to the country.

Thinking about this, he felt so ashamed that he wanted to smash his head against a tofu block and die.

Some people want to stand up for what is right, but don't know how to speak up.

After all, this is a very normal thing, something that always happens during musicians' exchanges. The only difference is that this time it involves the ownership of musical instruments.

In fact, everyone already knew who owned the instruments at each musicians' exchange event, and Park Ga-hye's actions tonight were clearly intentional, leaving everyone angry but speechless.

Xiao Qinghe has truly lost face tonight. China has only managed to put up a fight on the pipa, but fortunately, the master of the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) holds a very high position that is unshakeable.

Just when everyone thought the matter was over and that performances from other countries would follow, a young man with a Chinese face walked onto the stage.

As he walked, he said, "A clown, looking at someone who makes his father call him by his own name, do you even deserve it?"

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===Chapter 344 Pipa Music "Ambush from Ten Sides"===

"A mere clown, dreaming of being called 'Dad' by his own name? Do you even deserve it?"

The sound wasn't loud, but hundreds of people at the scene could hear it clearly; it was simply too jarring.

Especially the last three words, which were spoken calmly, exploded like a bomb.

All eyes were on the young man walking toward the stage.

Xiao Qinghe's face turned ashen as he looked at the young man, a vicious smirk spreading across his lips. He muttered, "Ignorant brat, didn't you sense his pipa skills? You play the piano and guitar well, so you can't possibly play the pipa well too, can you?"

The master of the xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute) next to him, who had been comforting Xiao Qinghe for his failure, changed his expression upon hearing this.

Although we don’t know why the young man did it, those three simple words are very satisfying, aren’t they?

Moreover, that fantasy of having Dad call me that from the other side felt really good!

The word "delusion" is paired with the image of a clown.

Park Ga-hye's image seemed to instantly become clear in my mind.

Xu Fan didn't want to participate in the later stages of the process because of some issues; he just wanted to watch the others perform.

But unfortunately, this ugly woman from the Eight Trigrams Kingdom is truly shameless and utterly shameless.

Knowing full well that the pipa belongs to the Chinese nation, they still used their supposedly superb pipa skills to confuse the public, leading some to believe that the pipa actually belongs to the Bagua Kingdom.

Most importantly, Xiao Qing and the pipa master were indeed defeated.

If I don't perform, perhaps tonight's Huaxia Pipa will become a disgrace to the music festival world.

Xu Fan didn't think he was particularly outstanding, but as a pipa master, he felt he had a responsibility and obligation to do so.

Every Chinese citizen should, to the best of their ability, do their utmost to uphold the image of their motherland, in every aspect.

Music knows no borders, but musical instruments do.

Every country has its own musical instruments. In China, the pipa, suona, qinse, and dongxiao are all well-known instruments in the music world.

How could he not be furious at Park Ga-hye's distorted and fabricated words?

That's why I went up to them and confronted them without any hesitation.

Park Ga-hye hadn't returned to her seat yet; she had only just left the stage when she heard the questioning behind her, and her expression wasn't too good.

When she turned around, she saw Xu Fan.

Xu Fan's performance of "Canon" was indeed extremely amazing, and she highly praised it. However, she never expected that it would be Xu Fan who stood up to question her or even provoke her.

Of course she knew Xu Fan was from China, but the key point was, even if you play the piano and guitar very well, are you a musical genius who can play every instrument?

Although the pipa is also a stringed instrument, it is exceptionally difficult to play.

Moreover, the way of playing the pipa vertically is completely different from that of playing the guitar horizontally. This is a skill that needs to be learned from scratch. How can you, at such a young age, master so many instruments?

Park Jia-hui didn't believe it, so when she looked at Xu Fan, she felt that Xu Fan was like a cockroach that was about to die but still stubbornly shouting, and she could easily crush him with one foot.

So she looked at Xu Fan and said, "Mr. Xu, do you think I said something wrong?"

Xu Fan chuckled and said, "Yes."

This conversation made Park Ga-hye feel like she had punched cotton, her strength was wasted.

Everyone present watched this scene with great interest.

Situations like this happen every time, but none have been as dramatic as tonight's. Xu Fan continued, "You're not just wrong, you're completely wrong. I'm almost embarrassed to point it out to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole room erupted in uproar. Park Ga-hye's face turned ashen, and she couldn't help but ask, "Please enlighten me, Mr. Xu."

Xu Fan walked onto the stage and looked at Park Jiahui coldly, saying, "You say that the pipa has belonged to your Bagua country since ancient times, but what evidence do you have? And you ask me for evidence of the long history of the Chinese pipa, I will tell you."

The pipa, a round instrument with a long neck, has been passed down since the Qin Dynasty. Because it was played primarily using two methods: plucking forward (called "pi") and flicking backward (called "ba"), it was originally called "piba" (批把). Later, to unify its name with other instruments of the time such as the qin and se, it was renamed pipa.

I imagine your country, the land of gossip, doesn't have this history, does it?

Park Jia-hui's face turned ashen, but she did not answer. Xu Fan continued, "The second question is that you said that China has no classic pipa pieces. It seems that you know very little about the Chinese pipa. You are arrogant and think that you can make people think that you are the best pipa player just by learning a piece called 'Night Wind and Rain'. But you don't know that in the eyes of the Chinese pipa masters, you are just a clown. What right do you have to be arrogant?"

The Chinese pipa, with its countless classic pieces passed down through the ages, is a testament to the power of tradition. Today, I will not play ancient melody, for I would disdain performing for you. Instead, I will play my own pipa piece, so you may experience firsthand what the Chinese pipa truly is.

Xu Fan's voice was cold, but each word he uttered felt like a knife stabbing into Park Jiahui.

She stared at Xu Fan, her eyes burning with rage, clearly enraged by his words, but Xu Fan's every word left her no chance to refute.

Xu Fan said, "Let me show you what the Chinese pipa is all about."

Xu Fan said that he does not play famous ancient Chinese pipa pieces, simply because she is like a clown and he disdains to play them in order to compete with her.

She stared blankly at Xu Fan, her pupils contracting in anger, and her breathing becoming much heavier.

Xu Fan was already seated on the stage when the staff quickly handed him the pipa.

Park Jia-hui watched Xu Fan's retreating figure and snorted, "Mr. Xu is really arrogant. How many pipa pieces were there in ancient times? If there really was such a divine piece, why is my Bagua Kingdom's 'Night Wind and Rain' so famous? Master Xiao was ashamed of himself just now."

Xu Fan held the pipa in one arm and gently stroked it with the other, coldly saying, "There are countless pipa masters. Xiao Qinghe's submission to you does not mean that the Chinese pipa is inferior to yours. Besides, do you know where the 'Night Wind and Rain' technique came from?"

Xu Fan disdained competition, but since it involved matters of national importance, it was unavoidable. His voice was calm, but slightly cold.

Hearing Xu Fan say this, Park Jia-hui chuckled and said, "The wind and rain last night rose and fell; this melody is from our country."

Xu Fan interrupted him directly, saying, "The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers have fallen? These are lines from ancient Chinese poems. What do they have to do with your country? The so-called 'Divine Pipa Music' is actually just an imitation of my Chinese pipa piece, 'The Sound of Wind and Rain at Night.' Shouldn't students respect their teachers? How dare you speak so arrogantly here?"

Park Jia-hui's face turned ashen as she stared at Xu Fan, her gaze almost murderous.

Xu Fan sneered, ignoring him completely, and said, "You keep saying that this matter is over, but what you really mean is that my Chinese pipa has lost to yours, so the pipa belongs to your Bagua country. Little do you know that the pipa has always belonged to China. I disdain to compete with you, and I will not compete with you. It is either yes or no. But I also want you to know that your so-called classic pipa pieces are worthless in my eyes."

As soon as the words were spoken, the scene erupted in uproar, and countless eyes turned to Xu Fan.

Xu Fan's words were truly scathing and insightful, each sentence leaving Park Jia-hui's face ashen and countless others bewildered or stunned.

Park Jia-hui looked at Xu Fan coldly, raised her head and said, "I know you play the piano well and the guitar very well, but it's completely different from the pipa. I don't believe you're a musical prodigy."

Xu Fan said calmly, "Then it seems you're going to be disappointed."

After saying this, Xu Fan glanced at everyone present.

Hundreds of people were watching Xu Fan, waiting quietly for him.

Xiao Qinghe stood there, gritting his teeth. Xu Fan had just been speaking to Park Jiahui, but that sentence, "Xiao Qinghe admires you, but that doesn't mean Huaxia Pipa admires you," was a real slap in the face.

However, he still couldn't say much, even though he didn't think Xu Fan could play the pipa very well.

After all, even if Xu Fan is the one who makes a fool of himself, this way, he can minimize the possibility of his failure tonight.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from below the stage.

Everyone looked over and saw that it was Miss Alice from the Royal Family, who shouted loudly, "Mr. Xu, keep it up!"

Xu Fan glanced into the distance and smiled slightly.

Then he calmly addressed everyone, saying, "The Chinese pipa piece 'Ambush from Ten Sides,' performed by Xu Fan."

The voice was calm, yet powerful.

Everyone waited quietly for Xu Fan to play.

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