After these words were spoken, no one said anything.

Everyone became calm again.

Instead of listening to the recording, listen to the recording to decide who will win this year's Rookie of the Year award.

It sounds very peaceful. It is basically equivalent to saying that we should no longer discuss whether to choose young people or old people to stand in line. Instead, we should all decide based on music. Whoever has better musical expression will be elected this year.

Best Newcomer.

But in fact, after these words were spoken, even though many people had never heard Fu Tiao's performance, their hearts trembled.

Especially the group of people who originally wanted to support Arkadi, but their words that originally planned to support Arkadi stopped at this place. They opened their mouths a few times, but they never knew what to say.

At this moment, what that person just said was like moral kidnapping.

Unless you are really unethical and say that this music festival is purely controlled by us. We don’t care at all about the level of the pianists who perform in this music festival. We can push it however we want. I don’t care about your other messy things.

?

As long as I am immoral enough, then you cannot morally kidnap me.

But are these people here the kind of immoral people?

They proved this when they said that because their friend was too old, he performed extremely well.

They are all very moral people, so they admit that Fu Diao plays very well and that Fu Diao is the future star of classical music. However, because their friends are already old, they may not be able to perform such perfect works next time.

out, so they hope to give their old friend one last chance.

They all know how to be moved by emotion and reason.

If they were really unethical, they would have already directly negotiated with the organizing committee to award this year's best candidate to the candidate that the capital behind them wanted to recommend.

Although there is a lot of capital invested in the Ruhr Piano Festival, these capitals help the staff of the Ruhr Piano Festival Organizing Committee to promote the development of classical music.

However, these capitals cannot control the members of the organizing committee of the Ruhr Piano Festival. They can only push people from their company who can be recognized by the organizing committee to the organizing committee. There is no way to directly send their people to it.

For example, the former music critic from Gramophone magazine in England.

Gramophone magazine is a small capital behind the Ruhr Piano Festival.

Although their capital investment is not much, because they are a very important magazine for classical music, they are not just the one person on the organizing committee of the Ruhr Piano Festival, but there are

As many as three or four.

Also because of their moral standards, not all of the three or four of them supported Fu Tiao. There were also two people who had a good relationship with Arkadi and had often chatted with him before, so they chose to support Arkadi.

The companies that contributed the most money to the Ruhr Music Festival, such as the Ruhr District Savings Bank, although they gave a lot of money, they had no way of getting their tentacles into it.

Everyone purely loves music, even if some of them have some selfish motives, but everyone just hides this selfishness in their hearts, and at least maintains their superficial morality.

A large amount of capital is invested, but they will not change their direction because of capital. The Ruhr Piano Festival has maintained its purity for so many years under the current chairman, and there is still no change at this moment.

So when the person just now said whether he wanted to continue listening to Fu Diao and Akadi's recordings, everyone fell silent.

To listen or not to listen?

Nothing seems to make much sense.

They were all people who had heard Arkadi perform, just as Binshua said in front of them before.

Arkadi's performance at the beginning was very good, and he was able to firmly enter the standard of a god-level scene. It was extremely perfect. The beauty and pure feeling in the music shocked people and left them speechless.

But at the end, when Arkadi's story almost came to an end, although he still managed to maintain that extremely pure sense of beauty, everyone had already heard that he was not in good condition and was old.

His body weighed him down, making his music feel a little bit anticlimactic.

Although there was only a trace of it, his god-level scene was polluted.

It's like a mark made with a pencil on white paper.

It doesn't seem to be very conspicuous, but it makes people feel uncomfortable.

This is Arkadi's performance that everyone has heard of.

And what about Fu Tiao?

Although nearly half of them have never heard Fu Diao's performance, everyone knows one thing, that is, Fu Diao's performance is better than Akadi's.

It can be seen from the self-confidence of those people when they talk about Fu Tiao's state that they are not afraid of comparison.

They even look forward to comparing Fu Tiao and Akadi.

Although there may be a slight possibility of cheating, who among you here is willing to believe that these people are cheating?

As long as one listens to Fu Diao's performance, everyone can tell what kind of state Fu Diao is in. There is no possibility of fraud at all.

This is too easy to reveal.

Everyone exchanged glances with extremely hesitant expressions, not knowing what to say.

Should I listen or not?

this is a problem.

However, at this moment, when everyone was hesitating, a slightly suggestive voice sounded from the back of the conference room.

Zimmerlin, who had not appeared all this time, finally stood up at this moment. His expression was a little sluggish, but his eyes were particularly bright.

He stared at the people in front of him, grinned at them, stretched out his hand and said hello.

"Everyone, I think what the person just said was very good. Why don't we listen to it?"

Who are you sending it to?

Seeing Zimmerin emerging from in front of everyone, everyone was in a trance.

Everyone actually didn’t know the previous music critic from England, so who is this one who suddenly appears now?

No one knew Zimmerlin.

No, to be precise, there were actually a few people, but those few people looked at Zimmerin with slightly surprised eyes, with a hint of probing in their eyes.

They knew Zimmerin, but they didn't expect that Zimmerin would actually come here.

For example, Miller, who was sitting in the front, looked at Zimmerlin and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he chose to give up.

He wanted to see what kind of flower life Zimmerin could create for him.

Now that the scene is extremely biased towards Fu Tiao, what else does he want to do?

He looked at Zimmerin with a searching look in his eyes.

Zimmerlin seemed to have noticed Miller's eyes, and immediately waved to him, took his briefcase and walked to the front of the chairman, then turned around and said to everyone.

"Everyone, there may be many people here who don't know me, so I would like to briefly introduce myself to you. I, Zimmerling, am a classical music producer for Deutsche Grammophon. I have participated in the production of many top-level records.

I think everyone here should be very aware of Deutsche Grammophon's gold medal record plan, right? Unfortunately, I happen to be one of the people in charge of the gold medal record plan."

He didn't get cheers after he revealed his fame, and everyone was still a little confused.

The music critics present can barely be considered practitioners, but as a producer who makes records, even if you listen to them a lot, how much control do you have? How much performance are you responsible for in a record?

It’s not that I look down on the profession of music producers, but to everyone, the record producers of record companies are visibly rich.

In addition to being music producers, these people also serve as agents, responsible for the production and sales of many artists' records.

And if the profession of a broker in a brokerage company is discussed, he should not sit here and discuss it with everyone.

Therefore, Binsuwa took the lead in frowning and asked Zimmerin.

"Sorry, this...Mr. Zimmerlin, can I call you that?"

"Of course, please do it, Mr. Binshuwa." Zimmerin nodded, turned to look at Binshua behind him, smiled and said: "Mr. Binshua is a very famous artist. How many of you are there?"

Each record is collected in our company, which represents the crystallization of human art history. Personally, I like it very much."

"Ah, thank you..." Binshuwa thanked him out of habit. Then he suddenly woke up, coughed twice, and asked him: "Ahem, we'll discuss these things later."

Well, what we want to talk about now is one thing, that is, what do you do here?"

"Of course it's because of the suggestion just now."

Zimmerin smiled at Binchois and took out a record from his pocket.

This is a brand new record that Deutsche Grammophon has just finished recording. After the recording was completed, they sent it directly to Zimmerin as a demo.

He carefully picked up the record in his hand, looked at the chairman sitting in the center, and asked with a smile.

"Mr. Chairman, what I am holding in my hand now is Dior Fu's record at this year's Ruhr Piano Festival. I just heard someone suggesting that I should listen to his performance before deciding whether to choose him as this year's best player.

Newcomer, I think this suggestion is very good, so I took out the demo disc that our company has just produced and let you enjoy Dior's performance. I hope you like it... Mr. Chairman, is that okay?"

He raised the disc in his hand and asked the chairman.

The chairman was noncommittal, looked around at the people around him, and nodded slightly: "Please feel free to do so."

"Thank you, Mr. Chairman."

At this time, Zimmerlin's expression finally returned to his normal state. He glanced at the people around him and said nothing. He just put the record in his hand into the record player and clicked on play.

Under everyone's gaze, the record player started to spin creakingly, and not long after, the sound of Fu's piano sounded from the record player.
To be continued...