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Chapter 718 Provocation, Mr. Wang Xuan, please give me your advice!

Before the Chinese guzheng piece, there was a piano solo. The performer was none other than Delise, a good friend of Poliger, and the piece she played was also the famous piano piece "Autumn Story".

The lights came on, and Dai Lisi, wearing a tuxedo, walked towards the stage with steady and confident steps. Her figure looked slender under the dim light, as if she had an invisible magic that instantly attracted everyone's attention.

After arriving at the center of the stage, Dai Lisi first bowed to the audience.

Normally, Delis should have started playing the piano by now. Unexpectedly, she did not leave the stage as planned, but looked behind the stage: "Mr. Wang Xuan, everyone says you are one of the top ten pianists. I also like the songs you played, Wedding in a Dream, Canon, and Rhapsody of Great China, but you were named one of the top ten pianists based on just these three songs. I think this is unfair to the other top ten pianists, especially Mr. Rattle.

Mr. Rattle’s contribution to the piano world is much greater than yours. He has composed dozens of well-known piano pieces. I have also studied under Mr. Rattle, and his attainments in piano have also reached the pinnacle.”

Before Delis finished her words, the organizer's head became furious and shouted, "Delis, what are you doing?"

"Delis, stop talking. I am also convinced by Mr. Wang Xuan's piano level. You don't have to speak up for me." Rat also said that he also came to the scene.

Delis was a little stubborn: "No! Mr. Rath, you are well-mannered and don't care about reputation, but as your disciple, I must clear your name. With all due respect, I don't think Mr. Wang Xuan can squeeze you out and become one of the top ten pianists."

After this was said, the organizer wanted to speak, but Wang Xuan waved his hand: "It's okay, let her finish."

"So what do you think?" he asked Delis calmly.

Those who are familiar with Wang Xuan must know that the calmer Wang Xuan is, the bigger the situation is. Anyway, the Chinese audience at the scene and the audience watching the live broadcast of the concert on TV were all excited.

“Here it comes! That’s the expression!”

"That year at the National Center for Chinese Opera, Wang Xuan used this expression and tone to say the most domineering words."

"This foreigner must be embarrassed. Why did he have to provoke Wang Xuan when there are so many other people he could provoke? Doesn't he know that Wang Xuan is a specialist in dealing with all kinds of disobedience?"

"Now there's something good to watch!"

Foreigners are unaware of these events.

The audience was somewhat excited.

As for the top ten pianists, to be honest, they just let it go when Delis challenged Wang Xuan. They didn't think Delis could defeat Wang Xuan.

The more advanced the piano proficiency, the more they can understand how high Wang Xuan's piano proficiency is in his three pieces, "Wedding in a Dream", "Canon" and "Rhapsody of Great China". Otherwise, how could they let Wang Xuan, who only has three piano pieces, be ranked with them?

They just hope to see Wang Xuan perform more piano pieces.

Delis didn't know all this. Seeing that the top ten pianists didn't say anything, she thought that the top ten pianists also agreed with her point of view, but it was difficult for them to refute Wang Xuan.

After hearing what Wang Xuan said, Delis said, "I want to challenge you. Don't play that damn guzheng, who cares about that thing? If you want to play something, play the piano. Let's have a piano contest."

"You are wrong! The guzheng is not a piece of shit. It is a traditional Chinese folk instrument. The pipa has been around for thousands of years and the guzheng has been around for tens of thousands of years. I feel like I am bullying you because you play the piano and I play the guzheng."

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt Wang Xuan's dominance. The Chinese audience, especially those who learned traditional musical instruments, just felt their blood boiling.

Nowadays, the piano is definitely the most popular and hottest musical instrument in the world, and is known as the king of musical instruments. However, Wang Xuan said that Delis played the piano and he played the guzheng, which was bullying Delis.

Doesn’t this mean that, in Wang Xuan’s eyes, the guzheng is a better instrument than the piano?

How can the Chinese people not be excited about this?

The foreigners changed color. Even the top ten pianists frowned at this moment. As piano practitioners, it was difficult for them to accept that the king of musical instruments, the piano, was not as good as an unknown instrument in China.

Even if it was Wang Xuan who said this, they would find it hard to accept.

Wang Xuan didn't care about that and changed the subject: "But I accept your challenge."

After saying this, Wang Xuan looked at the person in charge of the organizer and said, "After she finishes playing, I'll play a piano piece first, okay? Just think of it as the piano piece I was supposed to play later being played earlier."

The person in charge naturally agreed: "You can do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't disrupt your rhythm."

Wang Xuan nodded and looked at Delis: "It's okay now. Come on, let me see how good you are at playing the piano." In fact, if Delis provoked him in other occasions, he probably wouldn't take it seriously.

But this is the Lantern City Concert, and it is the Lantern City Concert broadcast live on the CTS Music Channel. In front of countless Chinese audiences, he must bring honor to the Chinese people and make them confident in their national musical instruments.

Delis felt a little uneasy when she saw this, but then she forced herself to suppress it. Provoking Wang Xuan was her original purpose, and now that Wang Xuan accepted the challenge, she should be happy.

Let her prove that Wang Xuan is just a person seeking fame and reputation, and is not worthy of being Polyg's teacher, let alone the title of one of the top ten international pianists.

"You'll see." After saying this, Delis looked at Wang Xuan deeply, then sat gracefully on the piano stool, adjusted her comfortable sitting posture, and placed her hands lightly on the keys, as if treating the most precious treasure.

She tuned the piano, and when the tone met her requirements, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

After she opened her eyes again, the first note finally sounded. The note was fresh and pleasant, like a drop of clear water that quietly fell into the calm lake, creating ripples.

The crisp and pure notes instantly broke the tranquility in the air, as if opening a door to another world.

Dai Lisi's fingers were like agile spirits, jumping and shuttling across the piano keys at high speed. The rapid scale movement was like a storm, but clear and accurate, without a trace of panic. Every note seemed to have been precisely calculated, closely connected, forming a rushing river of music.

The gentle arpeggios are as smooth as silk, as if you can feel the caress of the autumn breeze. The delicate touch is as if the wind is gently moving the leaves, making a rustling sound.

And Delis is indeed a piano genius. In the piano world, Delis is also called Little Aeglina. Her control of strength and weakness has reached an exquisite level. When playing strong notes, it is like thunder, and the majestic momentum is like the surging waves hitting the reefs, which makes people's hearts tremble. When playing weak notes, it is like whispering, and the gentle tone is like the whispering of a lover in the ear, full of warmth and care.

While playing the piano, Dai Lisi's facial expressions changed with the music, like a vivid storyteller.

Her brows were slightly furrowed from time to time, as if she was telling the sorrow of autumn along with the sound of the piano. Her deep eyes revealed her understanding of the helplessness and sadness in life. Sometimes they were relaxed, revealing her inner joy and happiness.

When the cheerful melody sounded, her mouth corners turned up, her eyes sparkled, as if she was sharing the joy of the autumn harvest with everyone. When the melody was passionate, her eyes sparkled with determination and enthusiasm, and her mouth corners turned up, revealing her confidence and control over the music. Every movement and every expression was perfectly integrated with the piano sound, conveying the emotion of the music vividly.

When the melody slows down, her eyes become soft and deep, as if she is deeply intoxicated by the beautiful autumn scenery.

She closed her eyes slightly, as if she was carefully feeling the beauty of each note, letting her soul fly freely in the ocean of music.

The audience in the audience seemed to be under a spell and was completely immersed in the wonderful music.

An old man sitting in the front row closed his eyes slightly, swaying his body gently to the music. His weather-beaten face was filled with an intoxicated expression, and the wrinkles carved by the years seemed to be smoothed out at this moment.

In a trance, the old man seemed to have returned to the warm autumn days of his youth, when he was full of vigor and dreams, working in the golden rice fields and strolling among the falling maple leaves.

Memories came flooding back, filling his heart with emotion and warmth.

A young couple clung to each other. Tears flickered in the girl's eyes. The music touched the softest corner of her heart, and she recalled every little detail of their acquaintance and the wonderful times they had spent together. The boy gently embraced her in his arms, giving her comfort and strength with his warm embrace.

The two of them felt the touch of their souls in the music, as if everything around them no longer existed, with only each other and this moving melody.

A child in the back row was fidgeting at first, but soon became attracted by the music and quieted down. His eyes were wide open, full of curiosity and surprise.

The jumping notes, like little elves, led him into a magical world, where there were golden rice fields, falling maple leaves, and endless joy and dreams.

The little heart was filled with these beautiful notes, and he began to yearn for and desire to explore this unknown world.

In the corner of the concert hall, a plain-dressed lady clasped her hands in front of her chest, her lips slightly raised, her eyes full of tenderness and emotion. This song evoked the deepest memories in her heart, the laughter and tears she had experienced, the lost love and friendship, all came to her mind at this moment.

She thought of the lover who had parted with her in the autumn, and the vows they had made together. Although things and people have changed now, those beautiful memories will always remain in her heart.

A middle-aged man next to him closed his eyes, frowned, and looked relaxed and happy. He had been exhausted from his busy work and life, and the music seemed to be a timely rain that moistened his dry soul. He found inner peace and comfort in the melody, forgot the noise and pressure of the outside world, and let his soul get a moment of respite.

The audience's breathing seemed to be synchronized with the rhythm of the music; they were sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed as the melody rose and fell.

When the music reached its climax, the atmosphere of the whole venue was ignited. People's heartbeats seemed to follow the passionate notes, and the blood was boiling in their bodies. It seemed that every cell was activated and full of passion and vitality.

When the music slowed down, people seemed to fall into deep thinking and recollection. Their thoughts drifted in the beautiful scenery of autumn, feeling the beauty and impermanence of life.

An audience member said excitedly: "The sound of the piano seems to make me see the scenes of my childhood running and playing in the autumn fields. That kind of carefree happiness is back." His voice trembled slightly with excitement, and his eyes were full of nostalgia for the good old days.

Another audience member said with emotion: "Every note seems to be telling a story, and it makes my heart rise and fall. It's so shocking!" His face was full of amazement and awe, as if he had just experienced a baptism of the soul.

Someone else said intoxicatedly: "I seem to be in a golden world, with fallen leaves flying around me. The music is so beautiful that it makes me forget everything." Her eyes were blurred, as if she was still immersed in that wonderful world of music and couldn't extricate herself.

As the music progressed, Dai Lisi's performance became more and more devoted. She leaned forward slightly, and her hands struck the keys more vigorously. Every note seemed to burst out from the depths of her soul, full of passion and power. The autumn sunshine, breeze, fallen leaves, all the beauty was fully displayed in this music.

The audience was also more immersed in it, their emotions fluctuated with the changes in the music. In this beautiful melody, they forgot the time, the troubles, and everything.

At this moment, only music, only the moving "Autumn Story" echoes in the air.

When the music reached the most exciting part, Dai Lisi's hands danced rapidly on the keys, and the notes burst like fireworks.

The entire concert hall seemed to be on fire, the atmosphere reached its climax, and the audience's heartbeats accelerated. They were shocked by the powerful force of music, and their hearts were filled with awe and emotion.

Then, the music gradually became soothing, like the autumn sunset slowly setting. The gentle notes seemed to be expressing the reluctance to part, and also seemed to be looking forward to the next reunion.

Dai Lisi's hands also gradually slowed down, and her movements became gentle and graceful.

Finally, as the last note fell, the entire concert hall fell into silence.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone was immersed in the aftertaste of the music, unable to extricate themselves. A moment later, thunderous applause resounded throughout the venue. The audience stood up one after another, paying the highest respect to the pianist.

Their applause was like a surging tide, expressing their praise for the artist, who used his superb piano skills to perform the classic "Autumn Whispers" to the fullest, conquering every audience member present.

Dai Lisi also stood up and bowed deeply to the audience. Her face was filled with a satisfied and happy smile, because she knew that she had touched everyone's heart with her music and completed an artistic transmission and communication.

More importantly, she completed the challenge against Wang Xuan and performed beyond her expectations.

"Mr. Wang Xuan, please give me some advice!"