pianist from the sea

Chapter 101 Fighting to Death (1w words)
Fu Diao stood at the back of the second floor of the concert hall, looking at the empty stage.

A brand new Yamaha has been pushed up by the crowd, and the first contestant also stepped up from the side passage and appeared in front of the crowd.

The host had already introduced the identity of the first contestant and his works, so after smiling at the audience, he sat directly on the piano bench, raised his hand, and pressed it down slowly.

There is not too much hesitation, and there is no foreshadowing, but the music flows out of the piano naturally.

Fu Tiao's eyes lit up involuntarily, and then retracted.

The first contestant is very handsome, a very typical European-style handsome guy, but what is shown in his music is a different kind of soft feeling.

He has done a lot in the beauty of music. He put his body, his hands and arms completely on the piano, and let his hands move forward on the piano with the weight of his body.

The music was slowly squeezed out of the piano by him, and fell into the crowd under the stage.

This kind of aesthetic feeling has a touch of futon in it, and he is trying to make the music more beautiful.

At the same time, he is also constructing his own music, a world where only he exists.

While his music is full of musical beauty, it can also have its own things in it.

It does sound refreshing, but...his music is actually a bit similar to Fu Tiao, and it is also a weakened version of Fu Tiao.

In his performance, there are not many things that belong to him alone. It sounds okay, but it is not perfect.

Especially his contrast, the contrast in his music is not obvious, always feel that there are some places that have been improved, but instead of going up, he has fallen back down.

This kind of feeling is hard to say, it feels a bit like he has his own ideas, but I always feel that this idea conflicts with the music itself, which makes people uncomfortable.

Fu Tiao couldn't explain this feeling well, he turned his head to look at Yu Tianyou, and Yu Tianyou also shook his head.

"I don't feel very good. I always feel that I'm still a little bit worse. That feeling is very aggrieved. I want to take a step forward, but I just can't make it. I don't know if he did it on purpose or not. Maybe it was intentional." Want to create this feeling of loss? But in his music, or in Chopin’s music itself, there is not much of this feeling of loss.”

"Well, I feel the same way, I don't quite understand what his music wants to express..."

Fu Tiao pursed his lips, put his thumb against his chin, and looked at Byrdy in front of him, lost in thought.

He wasn't quite sure what Byrdy was trying to convey.

He didn't dare to say it here, but the two judges of the Polish TV station in the distance, especially that one Pavel, didn't show mercy.

He glanced at Olga next to her, and saw that she was a little hesitant, so he shook his head and said to the host next to him.

"Byrdy is most likely gone."

"Ok?"

The host froze for a moment, then looked at the camera.

The camera is turned off, because they need to enjoy the music, and they will definitely not talk in the middle of the music, so the camera is turned off directly, and it will not be turned on until the players are about to finish their performance.

The host couldn't help but be overjoyed seeing Pavel, and greeted the staff standing aside with gestures, telling him to turn on the machine quickly.

After the camera indicator light turned red, he immediately asked Pavel.

"Mr. Pavel, why do you think so?"

"He is too conservative. The nervousness he carried in the first performance made his playing a little conservative. As the first player to play, you cannot be conservative. If you are conservative , You have no chance of surviving at all, even if your strength is the same as the players behind! He made the same mistake as the player in the first round. According to the normal situation, he should not make such a low-level mistake That's right."

"Well, I think so too..."

Olga on the side also nodded. She didn't stare at the screen, but looked up with her eyes closed, as if she was looking at the ceiling.

She put all her attention on her hearing, closely followed the performance of the player in front, trying not to let her attention out of the music.

"As Professor Pavel said, the first contestant in the Chopin International Piano Competition must not be conservative. Everyone else can be conservative, but the first is absolutely not. The first is too important and too dangerous. The score of the first place determines the score of the following players, if his score is too high or too low, it will affect the score of the latter."

"That's right! It's a pity, I'm actually really optimistic about this Byrdy, his performance really gave me a lot of surprises, I didn't expect..."

The host thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Then Mr. Pavel, do you think that if Zhao is the first player to appear on the stage, he will also be strongly affected, and there is no way to get a good result?"

"It depends on the situation. Zhao's level is very strong. Among all the players on the scene, he can be compared with him. I personally think that there is Fu and Hamelin. According to the news from my organizing committee, the Chopin International Piano Competition According to the published part of the scoring data, the scores of the three of them are actually comparable, and the scores are almost the same. It just depends on the judges' personal choices. If Byrdy is eliminated in the third round, and the next two Italian players are also eliminated, Then Zhao will be the first player in the third round, he will suffer a little disadvantage, and it will not have a big impact on his promotion to the final, but for him to win No.1..."

Speaking of this place, Pavel shook his head slightly.

"No, if Zhao didn't continue to take the first place in this round and let Hamelin catch up, I feel that Zhao might be in danger."

After all, he glanced at Olga and nodded slightly to her: "Olga, you should know the reason."

"Yes, I know that!"

Olga nodded, she looked at the camera, smiled at the screen, and explained to everyone.

"The Chopin International Piano Competition does not just look at one round. Whoever has the highest score in this round will be promoted. In fact, this is not the case. The Chopin International Piano Competition has a very important extreme, which is the cumulative score system!"

"Except for the performance in the first round, some contestants may be referred to the second round because some players are liked by the judges. From the second round, the scores will be accumulated. already started……"

Olga had a particularly bright smile, and she seemed to like the system very much.

"For example, if you score 20 points in the first round and 22 points in the second round, your total score is 42 points, while another player has 18 points in the first round and 23 points in the second round. He has a total score of 41 points. The score is lower than him, but the one who can advance to the third round will not be him, but you! Because your overall performance is better than that person."

"And this will continue until the final. If you really want to compete for the first and second positions, then you start from the first round and you have to be ready to fight against other players. You don't have to win No.1 position, but you absolutely cannot score too many points less than No.1, as long as you still want to compete."

"For a small number of people, the Chopin International Piano Competition is actually a competition with fewer mistakes. As long as you don't make mistakes and your scores are kept at a relatively high score, then you may get higher scores in the future." Sex will also increase, if you don't get good grades at the beginning, then you will fail later, there is no second possibility!"

"Professor Pavel just said that if Zhao played first in the third round, then he is very likely to lose the competition for the first place in the Chopin International Competition. The reason is very simple, because the first place in the competition The vast majority of plays are in inferior positions, and your performance will definitely not be particularly good. No matter how strong your performance is, the judges may consider the players behind and give points cautiously. But if we analyze the order of Hamelin's appearance , we can clearly find that there are not many outstanding players around him, and his position is also very comfortable."

"So now it is obvious that if Zhao wants to continue to win the first place, then he must expect that there is one person in front of him who can survive, instead of only him and Fu being left in the first half of the first day."

"Hamlin is chasing very closely, and Fu is also chasing very closely. There may be a little change in the results of the three in the second round, but the change should not be large, and the difference in scores will not be too big. The positions are pretty good, but the third round is hard to say..."

"If it's about watching the excitement, I personally hope that everyone in the front will be eliminated. Zhao will play first in the third round, and Fu will be second. This way the game will be interesting."

Speaking of this place, she couldn't help but smile badly, and it was obvious that there was a sense of fun in it.

Now Zhao Chengzhen is the best in the audience, followed by Fu Diao and Hamelin, who are still a little behind Zhao.

If you erase this distance...

What will this group of players look like?

All are the top musicians among young people, and their understanding of music is also above all others.

If this kind of person really worked hard, maybe he would look good?

Pavel looked at Olga and couldn't help being taken aback, then he also laughed.

If it was true as Olga said, Fu Diao would fight with Zhao Chengzhen first, and then Hamelin would fight with the people around him.

Then it might be really nice.

Under the sound of the discussion between the two of them, the first player finished playing. After showing a particularly friendly smile to everyone, he stepped off the stage.

In the sound of the host's introduction, the second contestant, Michelle, took the stage, bowed to everyone, and sat on the piano bench without any hesitation.

Unlike the first player, she stayed for a while longer before starting to play.

But at the very beginning, there was a little tension in her music, which made everyone frowned, but didn't say much.

Soon, the second contestant, Michelle, adjusted her state during the performance and let the music continue to flow.

It's just a pity... Many people don't regard her as a very competitive player anymore. Everyone looked at her with regretful expressions.

Getting it wrong at the beginning will give the judges a bad impression.

Even though every player has three or four chances of being wrong, the timing and selection of this error is very important.

This is the gap between high-level mistakes and low-level mistakes.

After the second contestant finished playing, she quickly understood her fate, forced a smile, bowed to the stage and left.

Pavel and Olga, two doctors from the Chopin University of Music in Warsaw, commented on the second contestant.

They didn't know this contestant. After all, she was Italian, so she didn't talk with the same special feelings as the first contestant.

After briefly discussing the second contestant's mistake, they pretended to be sorry, and gave the second contestant a score similar to the first contestant's on the podium.

Then came the third...

Seeing the third contestant on the stage, Fu Tiao stood up without any hesitation.

Yu Tianyou felt something strange coming from around him, he immediately looked at Fu Tiao, and asked in a daze, "Fu Tiao? Where are you...going?"

"Prepare to participate in the competition. I am sixth today. I plan to go to the backstage to prepare."

"Huh? You're not the sixth, why are you..."

Yu Tianyou never thought that Fu Tiao would prepare so much in advance. He glanced at the watch in his hand with a puzzled expression.

"Isn't there still more than two hours? Isn't it best not to practice too much before the game, otherwise it will affect your mentality?"

"Well, I'm not going to practice anymore, I'm going to... take another look, go backstage and take a look."

Fu Tiao sighed softly and looked towards the auditorium opposite.

Opposite him, he saw Zhao Chengzhen also get up from his seat at this time and walk out from the door behind him. It was obvious that he was also going to enter the lounge for final preparations.

Fu Tiao thought for a while, then patted Yu Tianyou on the shoulder.

"I'm leaving first, you can take a good look at the second round players by yourself."

"Tch, go early, good morning, you say this as if I care about you, go fast."

"Ha... enjoy yourself."

Fu Tiao couldn't help laughing, and also turned and left the concert hall.

On the periphery of the concert hall, he noticed from the corner of his eye that He Shen was standing near the water bar outside the concert hall, holding a glass of mineral water to communicate with other people. The person seemed to be a judge, and he seemed to have seen it before.

And the judge didn't go in to score, either because he was tired, or because he had a relationship with the contestants inside and needed to avoid suspicion.

The judge was also very happy chatting outside, chatting and laughing with He Shen, and seemed to have a good relationship.

But this is also normal, and it is rare to have a bad relationship with He Shen.

He Shen is the best pianist in Huaguo besides Li Diyun. He is also famous for playing Chopin and has given concerts outside.

He Shen is not only famous in China's domestic music circle, but also in foreign music circles.

Logically speaking, he could join the jury as an auxiliary judge, but he wanted to help his school reject the invitation.

Fu Tiao waved to He Shen.

He Shen smiled and communicated with the judges in front of him about his follow-up music direction, and then he also noticed from the corner of his eye that he had just come out from behind the door, waved Fu Tiao at him, and immediately picked up the cup in his hand and pointed at Fu Tiao in the air .

"Huh? That's..."

The judges looked at the direction of He Shen's toast and asked curiously.

He Shen smiled: "My student, you should have heard it. He played Chopin very well. I really like the thing contained in his music."

"Is that so..."

The judges looked at Fu Tiao's leaving back, thought for a while, and probably guessed who He Shen's student was, so they also smiled.

"He, do you want to bribe me now? Bribe me to give your students high marks? One point higher is one point. Maybe this point happened to kill Zhao and Hamelin?"

"Fuck you, are you worthy of my bribe?"

He Shen made a joke at the judge, reached out and punched him.

The judges immediately made a particularly painful appearance and took a few steps back, with a sad expression.

"He! You hit me! I want your compensation! You must leave me a ticket for next year's world tour concert!"

"Liu Liuliu, listen to you, Ma De...how did you meet someone like you who came to ask me for a ticket? You obviously planned to make money, but in the end I gave you a ticket before it was sold. , I will give you a ticket to the top of the mountain later, so that you can listen to it at the end!"

"He, I don't take you like this! But...can I spend money to make it up? Spend money to make it up to the best position in Area A?"

"That depends on whether you can grab it~"

"He! Give it a chance! I'll give your students high marks!"

"Don't mess around, you can just score normally, don't let other people find out what bribery you have done, and lose your identity as a judge."

He Shen stopped immediately, then looked at Fu Tiao's leaving back, thought for a while, and then said with a smile.

"However, I don't think Fu Diao needs your help. His music is great, and he has found his own path. If he can continue to go down, the group of brokerage companies, and That group of Jews, they will definitely appreciate the value of Fu Diao, and then decide to invest in him."

"The Chopin International Piano Competition is just the beginning, the simplest beginning. This competition is just a process, not an end. Our real goal is to attract our music to brokerage companies and lead us on the road to being a professional pianist."

The judges were stunned for a moment, he couldn't help being a little puzzled seeing He Shen's emotional expression.

"He, didn't you tell your student this? Doesn't he know that the biggest goal of becoming No.1 is to let those brokerage companies take a fancy to him?"

"No, I don't think many people have said it? After all, if their music is really mixed with those things, it may become not pure enough, and the music is not pure enough...It may be certain to die in the competition. "

"Ha, you are right to say that, but I told my students, I hope they will not be affected."

"Haha, then I wish your students will not be affected."

He Shen raised his glass to the judges again, and the two drank it down at the same time, put down the glass, leaned on the railing and looked at the concert hall gate in front of them.

The eyes are full of anticipation.

……

At this moment, Fu Tiao has come to the backstage of the contestants, and the third contestant Luigi has come on stage, so in the backstage, the last three are all in place.

Hua Guo, Fu Tiao.

South Korea, Cho Sung-jin.

Russia, Galina Chistyakova.

Galina Chistyakova is a very standard Russian girl, tall and thin, with curly hair that looks like a Slavic beauty.

The kind of strong woman with a literary or artistic temperament.

She is very tall, a head taller than Zhao Chengzhen, and even seems to be a little taller than Fu Tiao?
According to reason, her aura should be very strong, after all, she is a girl, and she is still so tall.

But in fact, in the backstage of the concert hall, she looked like a very docile little sheep, obediently huddling in the corner, not daring to say a word.

In front of her, there are Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen.

Although the two of them didn't look at each other, didn't speak, and didn't communicate at all.

But for some reason, Galina always felt that the auras of these two people were colliding, and the collision of two tigers could not be contained in one mountain.

Both of them are players in this year's final round. It is said that there is not much difference in points between Fu Diao and Zhao Chengzhen, and even one of them is first in the first round and the other is third in the first round.

The two of them fought, and what about her, a little Galina?

Obviously she should be the person with the strongest aura in this preparation room!Why is this happening?
She looked at the two of them cautiously, with searching eyes, she wanted to say something but dared not say anything.

She struggled for a long time, clutching the music score in her hand tightly with her fists, her teeth clenched, and finally raised her head cautiously, glanced at the two people on both sides of the huge lounge, and said softly.

"Hello?"

"Ok?"

The two raised their heads at the same time and looked at Galina in the other corner. Galina instantly felt like crying.

She felt as if she was being watched by two prehistoric monsters, and if she was not careful, she would be swallowed directly.

I really want to cry, I really want to escape from this preparation room.

When will the outside staff be able to come and pick her up, to the single preparation room?

She didn't want to stay in this damn big preparation room for a second.

She struggled to squeeze out a smile, and looked at the two of them: "Do you... want coffee? I'm a little thirsty. If you want, I'll bring you a cup."

"Thank you."

"Need not."

The two spoke at the same time, and then their eyes slightly crossed and then moved away. Fu Tiao looked at Galina and nodded slightly.

"Bring me a cup, thank you, no sugar or milk, just a bit bitter."

"Good good!"

Galina nodded hastily, and immediately pushed open the door and walked out. After the door of the preparation room was completely closed, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the preparation room behind her with a trace of fear.

The atmosphere inside was too terrifying and depressing, and she didn't want to stay in it at all.

If she continued to stay inside, she felt that sooner or later she would be killed by the weird atmosphere inside.

Galina rubbed her wrist, let out a long sigh of relief, and nodded to the staff who came over.

"Hello, can I have two cups of coffee, please? One of them is for the driver inside, and he also needs a cup of coffee."

"Okay, please wait a moment!"

The staff member nodded and brought twice as much coffee, but only passed one of them to her.

"I will give Fu's share to him, contestant Galina, the second half of the first day of the second round of the Chopin International Piano Competition is about to start, please follow the guidance of the staff in front and go to your exclusive personal rest Can you wait indoors?"

"Huh? Can I go in now?"

Galina's eyes lit up involuntarily, and she nodded frantically.

"Okay, okay, no problem, I'll go in now, thank you very much, thank you very much."

After finishing speaking, Galina drank the coffee in her cup, turned around and returned to the preparation room, picked up her music score, and quickly ran towards the personal preparation room, unwilling to stay for another minute.

She didn't want to stay together with Zhao Chengzhen and Fu Diao.

The pressure from the two of them really made her feel hopeless.

The staff handed Fu Tiao coffee to him.

This is just a coffee in an ordinary paper cup, similar to the cups of instant coffee sold on the street, but compared to street coffee, the taste provided by the Chopin International Piano Competition Organizing Committee is much better.

After all, this stuff is not only for these players to drink, but also for the judges.

For Europeans, coffee has almost penetrated into their bones, just like the milk tea in Huaguo. No matter what they have time, they will choose to have a cup of steaming coffee, slowly sip the bitterness in their mouths, and feel the bitterness. back acid.

That smell is mesmerizing.

Of course, there are still many people who can’t accept the bitterness in coffee, so they add creamer, cream, white sugar, salt, vinegar, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce, black pepper, cumin powder, Indian spices and many other seasonings to improve it. The bitterness makes the taste of coffee more special.

It's just that the Chopin International Piano Competition doesn't provide these things, only the most common black coffee.

Fu Tiao took the black coffee from the staff, thanked him, and looked at Zhao Chengzhen.

Zhao Chengzhen was also looking at him at this time, and the two looked at each other.

Zhao Chengzhen didn't know why, but shook her head slightly: "Do you drink coffee without milk?"

"I don't like adding milk. The bitter taste can stimulate my spirit, make me more focused, and pay attention to the beauty in the music." Fu Tiao's expression remained unchanged, and he took a sip of the coffee in his cup, and said lightly.

Zhao Chengzhen looked back to the small screen in the middle of the preparation room, which showed the scene on the stage, and it was a small monitor.

He didn't know who he was facing, and he spoke intentionally or unintentionally.

"Chopin doesn't drink coffee like this...Chopin is from Poland, but because of the war, he came to Paris from Poland. His coffee drinking habits should be closer to French coffee. They drink coffee mainly. It’s the mood, not the coffee.”

"..."

Fu Tiao looked at him, and then at the coffee in his cup, not knowing what to say for a while.

Zhao Chengzhen continued to lower her head and said: "Coffee also has many details in Chopin's music works, especially in some Polish-style dance music. The coffee they prefer to drink is classical brewed coffee. This also means that the folk customs in Chopin's music should be closer to classical, these are the details..."

"The closer you get to Chopin, the more you can understand Chopin, and the more you can think about the influence of the details in the music on the overall music..."

"If you want to play Chopin completely, you need to pay attention to these details. If you don't pay attention to these details, Chopin will no longer be Chopin, but just an ordinary shell. No matter how Chopin you play, The soul of Chopin in music cannot be played.”

After all, Zhao Chengzhen raised her head, looked at Fu Tiao, and said seriously: "At least, Chopin won't drink coffee like you, especially before preparing to perform."

"I……"

Fu Tiao was at a loss for words for a while, looking at Zhao Chengzhen, he didn't know what to say.

He may really be on the wrong track with Zhao Chengzhen, he always feels that Zhao Chengzhen is a little bit obsessed, and his mind is full of Chopin and Chopin, but there is nothing of his own in it.

Maybe just as he said, he felt that he should act like Chopin when he was playing, so he wanted to get as close as possible to Chopin and feel what he was thinking in his heart when he was creating and playing.

And when he plays other composers, he gets close to other composers.

But he seems to have a little bit of paranoia, he is too paranoid about Chopin.

This is good for music. The more paranoid you are, the more you can feel the details in the music.

But in normal life, his paranoia can really make other people speechless when they see him, and they can only hold back extremely aggrieved.

Fu Tiao felt that he was already paranoid before, but he didn't expect there to be someone more paranoid than him.

The contestant who went out before had already started to play. Fu Tiao took a sip of the coffee in his hand, drank it down, casually threw it into the trash can, then stared into Zhao Chengzhen's eyes, and spoke very seriously.

"I am who I am, I am not Chopin, and I will never be Chopin, even if I am playing Chopin's works, I want to play Chopin's feeling, but I can't make myself completely Chopin, this is I'm different from you."

"Is that so..."

Zhao Chengzhen met Fu Tiao's eyes, then shook her head slightly: "Then follow your path, and see how far you can go on this endless road, and see if you can win the Chopin International Piano Competition." To what kind of ranking."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Chengzhen got up, walked to the door of the preparation room, and opened the door.

The staff better was about to open the door and call Zhao Chengzhen to come out, but he didn't expect that the door opened by itself before he could do anything. He looked at Zhao Chengzhen who came out from inside blankly, and said tangled.

"That... Zhao, please go to the personal preparation room to prepare."

"No, I'll just stand here and wait, and I won't go in."

After all, Zhao Chengzhen stood still in the backstage of the concert hall, looking at the monitor angles of more than a dozen screens on the side, listening to the music on the stage, and couldn't help being fascinated.

He fell back into his own world.

Fu Tiao rubbed his fingers, looked at Zhao Chengzhen's back, and said nothing.

Obviously, neither of them is the kind of person who likes to target others, but for some reason, he and Zhao Chengzhen seem to have a little bit of disagreement, and they obviously don't have any deep hatred.

Of course, what Zhao Chengzhen said was really interesting, and he was definitely not wrong.

But... Does music just need to be good?Music is not just good, what he needs more is a path that suits him.

Just like Argerich, Zimmerman, He Shen...

None of these performers have similar performances. Each of them has their own characteristics. Even if they are asked to communicate by themselves, they may not be able to communicate anything.

Even if you tell others all your understanding of music, others may not be able to use it.

Unless... the players who play Chopin learn from the players who play Liszt, it is possible to improve themselves.

As for the players who play Chopin and the players who play Chopin, the communication between them is more about their own music, and what they are talking about is themselves, not others.

Therefore, no matter what you say, it is useless, and you still have to look at yourself in the end.

Zhao Chengzhen's speech just now was probably not for himself, but for Zhao Chengzhen himself.

The ultimate Chopin, and the ultimate self.

Every road seems to lead to the right road, but no one knows whether they can reach the end of this road.

When the ultimate Chopin comes to an end, you will become a classic recording of many works, and even people can think of your name as long as they mention a certain composer, just like Gould to Bach, Uchida Mitsuko to Mozart, you will be authoritative.

And insist on the ultimate self, then what the audience listens to the music is more about yourself than the works you play.

Just like the current Lang Liangyue, many people listen to Lang Liangyue's performance not for the works he plays, but for himself.

What should I choose, the self?Or a composer?No one has the most standard answer.

Fu Tiao was silent, got up and paced in this empty concert hall, finally stopped slowly, and pressed his back against the wall made of marble, a coolness gradually rushed to the top of his head from behind, making His slightly irritable mood became calm again.

He turned his gaze to the closed door of the preparation room, and seemed to see that Zhao Chengzhen was already standing at the door of the back door of the concert hall, waiting for his chance to play.

No matter what, he must stick to his music.

"The sea, freedom, peace of mind..."

Fu Tiao closed his eyes, and slowly recited the three words he said in the interview with the reporter before.

An Xin is his true self. He pursues the most stable life, and his music also needs to pursue safety, so he didn't choose to get off the boat back then.

The sea is his self. He was born from the sea, and he also died on the sea. If there is no sea, then there is no existence of himself.

Freedom is his superego.

Looking for infinite possibilities on a limited keyboard, this is his true meaning in music.

Ego, id, superego.

The sea, peace of mind, freedom.

He will abide by his own soul forever.

……

Outside the concert hall, Zhao Chengzhen also looked in the direction of the preparation room, and he also felt that Fu Tiao inside might be looking at him.

Like Fu Tiao, he has no idea why he is, but he just doesn't like him.

Obviously, both of them are the kind of people who are very quiet and like to get into the music.

Even if the two may need to compete for the position of the game due to competition, these are actually not a big problem for the two. The two of them are not bored with each other because the other party wants to compete with him for No.1.

Maybe it's just because Fu Diao prefers the existence of self in music?His Chopin made him feel profane?

Zhao Chengzhen couldn't help shaking her head.

If Fu Tiao really blasphemed Chopin, then there was no need for him to make a move, and the judges would directly kick Fu Tiao out of the competition and not give him the chance to continue participating in the competition.

And Fu Diao can still rely on Chopin's shell to tell his own story, which proves one point...

There is nothing wrong with Fu Tiao's performance.

There is nothing wrong with myself.

So who is to blame?

Zhao Chengzhen didn't know, he just felt upset for a while.

He looked at the staff next to him and raised his hand slightly: "Hello."

"Huh? Is there anything I need?"

"Can... give me a cup of coffee? Can I serve it in a ceramic cup instead of a paper cup?"

"Ah... yes! I'll go talk to the teacher in the water bar and ask him to give you a cup of coffee. Do you have any other needs?"

"No, it's gone."

Zhao Chengzhen shook her head slightly, and stood there waiting for a few minutes before the staff came up with a palm-sized cup and handed it to Zhao Chengzhen.

"Hello, this is your coffee."

"Thank you."

After Zhao Chengzhen thanked the staff, she didn't drink from the cup, and just stared blankly at the decorations at the backstage of the concert hall.

The backstage of the concert hall is very old and has a feeling of the last century.

The patterned wallpaper seems to be a little yellowed, and the wooden interior guardrails under the wallpaper also look old.

There are also some red velvet sofa walls filled with cotton, the stripes on them are not clear, and under the slightly yellowish white light in the room, there is an inexplicably dusty feeling.

Even if you know this room is cleaned every day, you can't help but think so when you look at the stripes on it and the gray-black shadows reflected by the lights.

He took two steps forward, and walked up the steps from the backstage of the concert hall to the stage, as well as the wooden fence surrounding the steps so that the audience could not see the backs of the contestants. As he walked by, he could clearly hear the miserable cries of the wooden floorboards bearing his weight.

Even though he's not heavy...

However, there are so many top pianists in this ancient concert hall!

Argerich, Zimmerman, Ashkenazi, Li Diyun, Deng Taishan, Fu Cong, Pollini...

All of them are the top bigwigs in the music industry.

After several years of precipitation after winning the Chopin International Piano Competition, they came out again, toured the world, and won countless honors around the world.

They can, and so can they.

He is the strongest pianist in South Korea, a disciple of the current head of the French School of Music, and represents the strongest of the younger generation of the French School of Music.

In the first round, I had a bit of a cold, and I didn't play to my limit.

But now in the second round, my body has fully recovered, so I must have no problems!

Zhao Chengzhen rubbed her wrist, put her palm on her chest, feeling the beating of her heart.

For some reason, he was a little nervous and a little excited.

"Today's fifth contestant, South Korea, Cho Sung-jin, piano choice, Steinway!"

"Repertoire: Ballade in F major, Op.38.

Waltz in F major, Op.34.

Sonata in B flat minor, Op35, including the first movement Grave. Doppio movimento, the second movement Scherzo. Molto vivace, the third movement Marche funèbre, and the fourth movement Finale. Presto.

Polonaise in A flat major, OP53"

"Zhao, get ready to play!"

The previous contestant walked past Zhao Chengzhen, smiled with difficulty, and then fled quickly. Zhao Chengzhen looked at the staff in front of him, put down the hand that was holding his wrist, took out the handkerchief in his pocket, and held it in his palm , smiled and nodded to the staff in front of him.

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)