Tian Yu has already started playing the first song on the stage.

Ang Lee didn't have to look at the keyboard's hands, the stable and even running sixteenth note from the right hand that came from the air had already explained everything.

With just one short section, he knew that Tian Yu had much more basic skills than Lin Pengfei.

During the song drawing session, the Chernie A-mind in Tian Yu's words is actually the 31st of the Chernie 740 etude - "The exercise that the big thumb passes from below."

An etude in the piano grading textbook Level 9. This work mainly trains the long arpeggio performance of the candidates' left and right hands.

For students with solid foundation, this track is not difficult, but trying to play the original speed is something that happens in another world.

Most of Cherny's etudes are such a magical thing.

Maybe this is what Lin Pengfei thinks Tian Yu is lucky.

At that time, Ang Lee didn't think much about it, just waited for Tian Yu to come on stage and listen to speed and quality.

The speed of the original song is 58 dotted two notes per minute.

At this moment, Tian Yu started his hand at about 53 beats.

Stable, clear, and even.

Played so well.

Although he has no good impression of Tian Yu, he admires him as far as piano performances.

In the blink of an eye, Tian Yu had already played 50 bars.

From this section of music, you will enter the exciting part, and Ang Lee stood up.

On the keyboard, Tian Yu suddenly changed his hands to a gang.

Then a wonderful reverse octave arpeggio of his hands was sent to everyone's ears by him in an understatement.

Ang Lee could only see from behind Tian Yu's arm movement not much. I think the other party's wrists must be particularly flexible when playing this part.

The atmosphere on the scene was not as calm as Tian Yu's performance.

The plump and flying melody gradually moves towards the final excitement.

Suddenly.

With the falling chords of his hands, Tian Yu stepped on the sustain pedal with one foot.

“Dong—————————”

Two seconds later, he took his hands and feet together.

The stage seemed to be still.

Only the dust particles seemed to tremble with the echo reflected from the piano box in the yellow light.

Tian Yu wiped his hands and then started playing the music.

“Sounds nice.”

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...

Five minutes later, with the warm applause from the audience, Ang Lee couldn't help but applaud.

The C major played by Tian Yu not only fully demonstrates the characteristics of Haydn's keyboard creation in his later years, but also adds his own understanding.

It is a complete musical performance with thoughtful connotations.

This time he gave in.

But I wasn't discouraged, after all, there was still nearly ten years apart between the two.

Tonight, he was convinced by Tian Yu's performance.

If his passionate third movement just now could be played as he imagined, the two of them might be even more comparable.

Chen Xuan got up with the flute, Ang Lee turned his head and took a look, and then the two walked side by side to the backstage entrance.

At this time, Tian Yu happened to come back from the stage, passed by the two and glanced at Ang Lee.

The two of them looked at each other, and Ang Lee couldn't help but frowned slightly.

He didn't understand the meaning of the other person's eyes, and he was provocative? It seemed that it was not.

Ang Lee shook his head, returned to Chen Xuan, and said with ease, "Come on."

Chen Xuan smiled, then nodded, then turned around and walked onto the stage.

"Wow———————————”

Chen Xuan's temperament seemed to have changed when she walked onto the stage. Under the desk lamp, Ang Lee could feel the powerful aura revealed in Chen Xuan's steps three or five meters away.

The black long skirt swung with the braids behind her, full of sassyness.

This way of appearance is not like taking part in the assessment, but it is clearly holding a personal recital.

Ang Lee reached the backstage door frame with great interest.

This is the first time he has seen Chen Xuan like this.

Chen Xuan stopped to her position where she set the mark in the afternoon and waited for the applause from the scene to stop.

A short ethereal sound rang out over the stage.

Then she put down the flute and rotated the flute head to the right.

It sounds a little lower.

The sound correction ends.

After the two actions, Chen Xuan held the flute again.

Under everyone's eyes, she pressed the flute's mouth against her lips and breathed gently.

Next second.

A dense and thin air flow instantly spits out from her pink lips

Ten green onion fingers activated at the same time, and alternately a low but extremely full triple-toned second-tone floated upward from the middle of the stage.

Chen Xuan's first song.

Then the quick running of sixteen bars in a row was like the ice in the moonlight, bright and bright, and a sense of coldness.

Then the eight bars were breathing smoothly and excessively, and Chen Xuan shook the pigtails behind her head slightly, and the six-degree arpeggio under her hands gave people a strong sense of oppression again.

After the theme reappeared, Ang Lee was left with only a constant change in the second half of the game.

The second-degree upward moves.

The second-degree upward moves.

The second-degree upward moves.

After countless conversions and adjustments are carried out.

Finally, Chen Xuan sent the sound to mi smoothly in a gust of wind.

Flute collection.

The etudes of Flukolle op.75no10 ends here, with a total journey of 2 minutes and 36 seconds.

Ang Lee doesn't understand flute, just like he doesn't understand clarinet saxophone.

But he knows music.

No matter what music, it is always composed of different pitches, ever-changing melodies and strength comparisons.

After listening to Chen Xuan's etude, he didn't talk about the tone, but only focused on the above three points of music. It can be said that he should not discuss it at the same level as Zhang Youwei and Xu Nana.

When Xu Nana was blowing, he actually thought it was pretty good.

Now, there is no harm without comparison.

But there is nothing unexpected. Chen Xuan’s graduation school is there.

moment,

Chen Xuan in the center of the stage raised the flute again.

Lip movement.

A textured note flowed out from her teeth.

Then the melodious theme gradually filled the stage with hoarse ethereality, simple and compact, and then quietly penetrated into the cochlea of ​​each listener.

What a nice view.

Ang Lee seemed to have felt the feeling of regret and lament for the protagonist of the work for a short life.

This made him think of the characters in this opera directly.

Carmen.

The female worker in the tobacco factory who is both stubborn and straightforward and tempting.
To be continued...