Chapter 7 The ultimate crushing

Author: Mr. Qinzuo, who works hard

Chapter 7 The ultimate crushing

Fu Tiao didn't think so much at this moment. In the music, he just did everything he should do.

However, before placing his finger, he hesitated slightly.

Why hesitate?

He didn't know, he just felt that this piece of work was very beautiful.

A bit like the view he saw outside the cabin window when he first decided to record.

She was a very beautiful person. She stroked the broken hair on her forehead and cautiously approached the glass of the cabin. At that moment, their eyes met, but unfortunately, no sparks were produced.

There was only curiosity in her eyes, but there was throbbing in his eyes.

He would never forget that day. That night, he hid under the cabin, carefully slipped into her room, looked at her, lightly tapped her lips, and then quickly ran away.

This was his boldest move, but it was a pity that she didn't know it.

Until the two of them were completely separated, he didn't even say "I love you" to her.

So, what was Chopin doing when he was composing this nocturne? At that time, he also had someone he liked from time to time, sitting behind him and watching him, but he didn't dare to come forward and confess his love?

Fu Tiao didn't know, and he didn't care. He was just practicing in the piano room when he suddenly remembered this and felt a little uncomfortable.

It is already 2015? More than a hundred years have passed since that time. Even if she is still alive, she may have become a centenarian. It is rare to be able to walk and eat normally.

Fu Tiao sighed inexplicably, raised and lowered his fingers.

Lost in the piano.

when……

An extremely strong sense of melancholy spread from the piano in an instant, quickly permeating the entire concert hall.

Everyone was stunned. Whether it was the other contestants or the judges, they looked at Fu Tiao being played, and goosebumps instantly came out.

Their eyes were filled with indescribable confusion.

The moment the first sound fell, they seemed to hear a sigh.

This sound's interpretation of music almost reached their most perfect imagination of this sound.

Strength, speed, duration of stay.

This tone is simply perfect!

It's just the first note at the beginning, no, not just the first note, even the first phrase. You can even say that this piece is a master-level performance!

This kind of performance can only be seen by masters all over the world, and the masters must perform normally.

After all, masters are also human beings. Many masters may not be able to perform at their 100% level in their concerts. Most of the time they play with their hands closed, so it is actually difficult for them to hear a performance as good as Fu Diao.

However, is this just the first phrase?

Obviously! No!

The link after the end of the first phrase is also perfect and to the extreme!

"hiss!"

One of the judges took a deep breath, and the pen in his hand could not help but be squeezed tightly, making a crunching cry.

"There's something special about this timbre interpretation."

"Yes, this piece has been played badly. It can even be regarded as one of Chopin's most famous nocturnes. Before I listened to his performance, I really didn't expect that he could interpret something different.

Can you feel it?"

"It's actually a good feeling to have a different feeling. How can I put it, people who understand it about the same as him don't play it as well as he does, but people who play it better than him don't understand it at the same level at all."

"Awesome, very awesome!"

When everyone looked at Fu Diao in front of them, it was hard to imagine what he had gone through to be able to play such music that contained multiple emotions such as euphemism, sadness, expectation, and fear.

Full of expectations for love, I want to show my talent for music to the one I like and tell her about my talent.

However, she was afraid that she was not good enough for her, and felt that besides playing the piano, she could not give her anything else.

There is light and there is darkness.

There is pride and there is struggle.

All kinds of emotions were integrated into Fu Tiao's performance, spreading from the resonance box, flowing down the stairs, and gradually drowning everyone.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation came from the hearts of everyone. They seemed to be watching Fu Diao in front of them, getting further and further away from the woman he liked. It was obvious that they both loved each other, but in the end they gradually separated.

This feeling of pain made everyone frown and look sad.

It's good, but it's too sad and sad.

Everyone didn't know what to say for a while.

The expressions of several judges were also extremely confused.

It’s not that I’m obsessed with the score of Fu Tiao, but that I’m obsessed with the music.

Who hasn’t had a few sad experiences, and who hasn’t had someone he likes?

Not everyone can stay with the first person they fall in love with for a lifetime, and not everyone can have a perfect love.

Fu Tiao's music inexplicably aroused the indescribable youthfulness of those judges, and only a few judges' expressions did not change at all.

The piano sounded euphemistically, and the judges looked at each other and finally sighed.

"I'll give you 21 or 22 points here. It feels like it's about the same. That's it."

"In terms of musical expression, he is almost the strongest among those I saw in the qualifiers. Technically, his level is also very good. There is just a slight problem with the selection of music, and the Chopin feeling when playing is not good."

It’s not enough, my suggestion is, 18 points.”

"18 points is a bit too low. After all, he is very mature technically and his musical expression is really good. The biggest problem now is his Chopin. He still has some problems with Chopin, so I recommend 21 points."

"Why do you all think there is something wrong with him? I think he expressed his own thoughts. I personally would give him a score of 24 points."

"No matter how individual you are, it cannot surpass the interpretation of Chopin's work itself. I am willing to give 25 points for personal style, but it is not enough for Chopin. My score is 22 points."

"Overall, the score of 21 points is about the same. I quite like his personal style, but one problem is that I always feel that his performance is not very Chinese, but more like an American? Or a French one?

"

"..."

The judges whispered their suggestions and discussed Fu Tiao's results in this competition.

Fu Tiao's qualifying results are almost certain. The total score is definitely around 21 points. It may be a little higher, but not too much.

After all, from the judges' perspective, the advantages and disadvantages of Fu Diao are very obvious. His level is sufficient, but Chopin's is not.

The advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and for high scores, this is enough.

As the last note of Fu Diao fell, all the judges also filled in the results of Fu Diao's preliminary round, handed the list to the staff on the side, and nodded and smiled slightly at Fu Diao who stood up to take a curtain call.

encourage.

Fu Tiao didn't have any special thoughts. After all, when he was on the boat, people applauded and smiled after every performance, so he had long been accustomed to it and was completely unaware of the deep meaning of the judges.

After bowing three times in a row, he turned and left.

I just didn't expect that as soon as I stepped off the backstage, a staff member came over to me.

"Contestant Dior Fu, Ms. Marta Argerich has asked me to consult you. Are you available tomorrow evening? She hopes to meet you to discuss issues about your work."
Chapter completed!