pianist from the sea

Chapter 103 Breakthrough!

Zhao Chengzhen's fingers stopped slowly, and the last sound fell, like the end of everything, the whiteness was so clean.

A feeling of loss flowed out from his rest, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

No one spoke at the scene, the first piece he played has ended, Chopin's Second Piano Ballad, just as explained at the beginning of the music, all nothingness, after experiencing nothingness, will be attributed to nothingness again .

A fateful reincarnation spread around him.

Nobody knows what to say now, not even the two narrators on Polish TV.

Or the audience under the stage, or the judges in the distance.

Even those anchors who turned on the live broadcast to watch the game.

Watching Zhao Chengzhen's performance, the host of Polish TV couldn't help swallowing, and looked at Professor Pavel beside him.

"Professor Pavel, do you think..."

"Just ask Olga."

"Then Dr. Olga, you..."

"Wait until Zhao Chengzhen's performance is over."

"..."

Both of them refused to speak. The host looked left and right, not knowing who to ask or what to say, so he could only remain silent. After briefly introducing Zhao Chengzhen's next work, he put the microphone aside.

It's not just that the host doesn't know what to say, the two connoisseurs don't know what to say now. Zhao Chengzhen's music is too scary, which makes them feel like they are still immersed in the music.

This feeling is very common among those masters.

It is the same piece of work, you can hear the master's performance and the performance of ordinary players very clearly.

The master's performance can let you sweep away the impetuousness in your heart, focus on the music, and even let you take your eyes off the phone.

However, ordinary people's performance will only make people around you look at you more, and they will soon turn their attention away and stop paying attention.

Zhao Chengzhen's performance is like this, like a master, people can't help but focus on him, and there is no way to move it away.

At this moment, he is Chopin, and he is the owner of Chopin's highest right of interpretation.

It is now one o'clock in the afternoon in Poland in October, calculated according to daylight saving time, so it is seven or eight o'clock in the evening in China, and all the audience who are paying attention to the game are also watching Zhao Chengzhen take his hand off the piano.

Fao led several other Up owners of the music area who were also watching the game, staring at the screen in front of them, and couldn't help being silent.

He raised his head with difficulty, opened his mouth, and spoke bitterly.

"You guys... did you hear the performance just now?"

"Well, I heard it, it's very strong..." A fat man moved his belly, and then moved his legs that had been pressed under his belly to relieve the blood flow. Then he looked at the picture in front of him, and couldn't help being silent .

"Zhao Chengzhen's playing ability is really too strong. His basic skills are basically similar to our Huaguo's Fu Tiao. His musical expression is also very strong. It's only in the second round, after he fully recovered his state. Playing, compared to all the players in the first round, I really don’t think there is any player who can beat him.”

"It's difficult..." Fao couldn't help but nodded, paused the screen, covered his eyes in pain, and lay down on the sofa behind him: "As long as I don't look at it, Zhao Chengzhen is not strong enough to defeat our Huaguo players."

"Then you have to poke your ears."

"Fuck, I'm just complaining, you really want me to die!"

Fao stood up abruptly, and laughed and cursed at the people around him: "I'm deaf later, who asked you to do the Chopin International Piano Competition together?"

"Tch, we can do without you."

"Tsk tsk...fuck you." Faol shook his head, resumed playing the video, and looked at Zhao Chengzhen in the center of the screen, his expression couldn't help becoming a little downcast.

"But having said that, can Fu Tiao really beat Zhao Chengzhen? In this second round, can he get a good result? If it's just Fu Tiao's performance in the first round, I'm afraid...he might really have a hard time It is comparable to Zhao Chengzhen, aside from the professional level of the two of them, more importantly, there are not many judges who like that style on his side, so I am starting to worry about him."

"Are you worried about Fu Tiao? You might as well worry about other Huaguo players, such as Kong Qi and the others. They are the players who are most influenced by Zhao Chengzhen. If Fu Tiao plays steadily, the chances of entering the third round or even the final are very high." It's big, but other players... not necessarily."

"It's just that they can't get into the third round, but Fu Tiao may lose the chance of No.1! This is the closest we are to the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition except for Li Diyun! It's just a rough estimate. We may even be two or three away! And Fu Tiao is a student taught by Huaguo piano education in the new era, which is completely different!"

"I don't understand, but I only care about who plays well. I don't care about the significance of Fu Tiao to Huaguo. After all, no matter what the meaning is, it is of no use to us."

"Forget it, let's continue to watch the competition. It is true that playing well is the first. I really don't know if Fu Diao can improve like Zhao Chengzhen."

"Hope it..."

Everyone in the live broadcast room immediately shut up and focused on the screen in front of them.

The other judges in the concert hall also glanced at each other, but no one spoke.

At this moment, whether it is those judges who are purely personal or those who are Chopin, almost everyone is moved by Zhao Chengzhen's current interpretation.

However this is not the point.

Zhao Chengzhen's waltz is quickly skipped. This is just a very simple three-to-four-minute work. It is over before listening to many things. There are many things to show, but not enough.

When it came time for his Chopin Piano Sonata No. [-], everyone was shocked again.

Zhao Chengzhen was the first one to use the piano sonata to make up the number in the second round. For more than 40 minutes of performance, this sonata would take up almost half an hour.

This kind of work is obvious, as long as a discerning person pays attention to it, they will be able to find that it is a piece of work. After Zhao Chengzhen's adaptation, not many people have discovered Zhao Chengzhen's tricks in music, and no one knows that Zhao Chengzhen is making up the number.

Everything in the music is very powerful, even if it is slightly inferior to the Second Piano Ballade, it is not much inferior, and it still gave everyone countless surprises.

At this moment, Zhao Chengzhen, the pianist who is currently the most popular, wants to win the Chopin International Piano Competition. The momentum has rolled like a snowball, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

When the first piano sonata was over, when everyone thought his most brilliant work was over, Zhao Chengzhen's real preparation was revealed to everyone.

A line of words appeared on the screen next to it.

Polonaise, Op53.

Alias, hero.

Hum... Boom!

And the moment Zhao Chengzhen dropped his hand, Fu Tiao's expression changed slightly.

Not only Fu Tiao, but also He Shen, who had been smiling all the time, couldn't help but freeze at this moment.

Even some students in Jiangzhou who have heard Fu Tiao play, when they heard Zhao Chengzhen and thought of Fu Tiao's performance, they couldn't help but have a little hesitation on their expressions.

From extremely weak to extremely strong!
From the first note, all the way to the end of the first phrase!

At this moment, the beauty in Zhao Chengzhen's music can no longer be described as bursting, the most accurate description should be destruction.

A sense of beauty that destroys everyone's minds.

At the moment when Zhao Chengzhen's polonaise was played, many people had lost the ability to think. They could only be pushed forward by Zhao Chengzhen's music, step by step.

What technology?What contrast?What personal style?
No one remembers the words used to analyze the players' level and strength, and everyone's mind is filled with only one word.

That is……

Strong.

It is so strong that people lose the logic of thinking. You don't even think about how to find the loopholes of this player, think about what he is not doing well, and what is more prominent about him.

You don't think so at all.

Looking at Zhao Chengzhen in front of you, you will only think that he plays really well, he plays so beautifully, if I can play as beautifully as him, that would be great.

That's it.

This is the first reaction of human beings to the beauty in music, and you don't think of anything else at all.

This is the reason why Fu Diao followed He Shen's expression changes.

The two of them have played this piece and are also making adjustments. After that, He Shen may also conduct a global tour with this piece.

But at this moment, what they felt in unison was that this polonaise song of theirs might not be as good as what Zhao Chengzhen was playing now.

No, not very likely.

It is definitely not as good as the current Zhao Chengzhen.

The polonaise hero played by Zhao Chengzhen climbed up step by step with the momentum of the first ballad, the second waltz, and the third Chopin sonata.

Eventually stop at the highest end position.

If there is no accident, the highest achievement of this work is probably the level of Zhao Chengzhen's performance of Chopin's Second Piano Sonata. It is very powerful, worthy of praise, and shocking, nothing more.

But it is impossible for people to despair like now, and even feel that they are not as good as Zhao Chengzhen.

Zhao Chengzhen has completely transformed in the performances again and again on the field!

In the end, it became the one everyone has heard so far, the heroic polonaise.

He Shen couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, staring at Zhao Chengzhen in front of him, frowning.

The rhythm of the music was trembling, and it seemed that there was a little bit of instability in it, but all of this happened to be the feeling Zhao Chengzhen wanted to create on purpose.

This kind of feeling makes people's heart tremble.

It was about to hover on the verge of getting out of control, but it was not out of control at all.

This is an emotion of excitement, but in the face of the excitement of the hero, one must maintain restraint.

Added a little bystander's perspective to interpret the music.

In this case, you can also ensure that the music in your hands maintains its purity and magnificence.

This feeling is scary and difficult to do.

He Shen sighed and shook his head slightly.

This year's best polonaise song, if nothing else, may fall into the hands of Zhao Chengzhen.

The dance music of this work is really too strong, you don't even know how Zhao Chengzhen performed such a work, and why did he explode?

It can't be that Fu Tiao said something to Zhao Chengzhen when he went to the backstage before, which made Zhao Chengzhen anxious and started to explode, right?
Neither of them are the kind of people who like to provoke others?Shouldn't the two of them be very dull backstage?
Why did Zhao Chengzhen suddenly start to explode?This Polonaise is still played so...horribly?
He Shen couldn't figure it out, but he knew that everyone who wanted to play Chopin's Polonaise today, or even tomorrow, might be unlucky.

If those who choose the Chopin Polonaise also choose the hero, they will be out of luck.

Zhao Chengzhen's heroic polonaise has formed a benchmark at this moment, a benchmark that no one can break.

Every detail is so clean you can't hear anything but Chopin.

The music was flowing in the concert hall, and the depression in He Shen's heart inexplicably became deeper and deeper. He finally got up, told the people around him that he was wrong, turned around and walked outside the concert hall, letting himself breathe a long sigh of relief.

He is still young, and he is already at the forefront of the world. His normal playing level is almost caught up by a young explosive who is a whole round younger than him.

Who knows that this young man has continued to practice for two and a half years. Is it possible that his normal playing strength is similar to his normal playing strength?

After all, he has already reached that realm, and if he continues to climb, it will become easier.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves..."

He Shen took a long breath and shook his head slightly.

This kind of feeling is really not good enough. They probably thought the same way when they were better than Argerich and the others, right?
However, although I can occasionally play that kind of god-level scene with explosive seeds, my normal level still has no way to reach that level. Even if I know how to play, it is still difficult.

It takes the right time, place and people to have a chance to play it.

If I am like this, I don't know what is going on with Zhao Chengzhen.

……

At this moment, Zhao Chengzhen's mind was completely blank, he almost didn't think about anything, and he didn't care whether he had touched a realm, whether he was better than some people, or what kind of height he could reach in the future.

He didn't have the heart to think about it at all.

His mind is full of one thing now.

Play the piano, play the piano, play the piano!

Bring your music closer to Chopin, make your music more pure, and make the expression of music more perfect!
He has to keep moving forward, keep moving forward, and rush forward with all his strength.

His body fluctuated completely with the flow of the music, and he no longer exerted any effort to control his body.

Everything seemed to be flowing, and he even seemed to be able to feel the fluctuations of the music.

The music flowed from the piano keyboard, along his fingers, into his body, and then merged with the pedals from the soles of the feet, passed under the floor, and poured into this concert hall.

He felt himself at one with the music, at one with Chopin, at one with this concert hall.

This feeling fascinated him.

He didn't even have to think about how to play the music afterwards, because it all seemed to be his natural reaction.

It is as natural as eating when you are hungry and drinking water when you are thirsty.

He squeezed out the emotions in his body and merged them into the music flowing in his hands, so he could control the emotions of the audience in the concert hall.

This feeling of ascending to the gods was exactly what he had longed for countless times.

play the piano!play the piano!play the piano!

Keep playing, keep playing!

Let this body fully integrate into the music, and there is no longer any feeling of blockage in everything you want to express.

Can't stop, don't stop!
Zhao Chengzhen's emotions gradually became agitated. His originally narrow eyes were also trying to widen, staring at the keyboard in his hand.

He's trying to maintain that feeling.

only……

Hero Polonaise is just a seven-eight-minute piece.

No matter how hard he tries, the music will eventually come to an end.

Especially when the speed of his playing is still too fast.

As the final chord fell, Zhao Chengzhen slammed down the piano with his hand.

boom!
The connection between the music and him suddenly broke at this moment, and the reaction force from his fingers caused his hands to be thrown backwards, and finally landed on both sides of his body.

The applause was thunderous, and the audience suddenly realized that the music was over, and they immediately got up and applauded Zhao Chengzhen with all their strength.

"Bravo!"

"Bravo!"

"Bravo!"

"..."

Zhao Chengzhen sat on the stage, as if he didn't hear it, sweat seeped from his forehead, and then soaked his suit.

His originally fluffy hair, at this moment, became wet like taking a bath.

Under the illumination of the light, a trace of heat slowly rose from his body.

Zhao Chengzhen looked at her hand in disbelief, wanting to reach out and scratch the broken hair on the top of her head, but she was afraid of breaking her interpretation of the music just now.

He turned his head to look at the crowd applauding off the stage, and was stunned for a long time before remembering that he was still on the stage, and immediately got up and bowed to the crowd.

The applause became more enthusiastic, but he was a little at a loss, and wanted to continue playing a little bit to maintain his condition, but since it was a competition, not his personal concert, he didn't know what to do.

He could only bow again to the crowd, picked up the handkerchief on the piano, turned and left.

He wants to go back quickly to consolidate what he has just played.

And when he walked off the stage, Fu Tiao was already standing there.

The eyes of the two collided, and Zhao Chengzhen couldn't help but stop when she was about to go downstairs.

The two stood tall, one under the dim yellow stage light above their heads, and the other under the cold lighting under the stage, motionless.

"Contestant Zhao, your performance is over, you can come down now! Can you please hurry up? Because we still have special interviews to ask, so please..."

When the staff's voice sounded, Zhao Chengzhen nodded immediately as if waking up from a dream.

"Ah? Oh oh oh...Okay, okay, I'll come right away, that, please let me go."

After all, he continued to walk down and walked past Fu Tiao, intending to ignore Fu Tiao.

After all, the two are not very confrontational, he doesn't like Fu Tiao, and Fu Tiao doesn't like him either.

But when he was about to pass by Fu Tiao, Fu Tiao suddenly turned around and spoke to him very seriously.

"Bravo!"

(End of this chapter)