pianist from the sea

Chapter 121 Invincible
The applause was thunderous, and the applause didn't stop even after Fu Tiao's curtain call two or three times in a row. Everyone was shouting at Fu Tiao vigorously, releasing the excitement in their hearts.

Zhao Chengzhen's performance was really good before, even in the history of the Chopin International Piano Competition. But when they saw Fu Tiao's performance, Zhao Chengzhen's previous performance was not worth mentioning at all.

They didn't even have much thought to appreciate the performance of the next contestant, but they couldn't wait to go home and turn on the TV to see if there was a recording of today's Chopin International Piano Competition.

They even complained a little bit about why the Organizing Committee of the Chopin International Piano Competition didn't release an album for them. If Fu Tiao's album could be released outside the concert hall, they would definitely give up the performance of the next player and run directly Go outside the concert hall and buy the album first.

They couldn't hold back their excitement at all, and they were already looking forward to the final stage of the Chopin International Piano Competition in a few days.

Now that the third round has been compared to this, what about the fourth round, which is the final?

How perfect can Fu Diao and Zhao Chengzhen present to all audiences?

Yu Tianyou stood in his place, his face full of excitement, and he clenched his arms and pulled them down violently.

"it is good!"

He just didn't have the ability to enter the third round. He was not deaf. He could clearly hear the gap between Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen.

If there were no accidents, Fu Diao would instantly kill Zhao Chengzhen in this round!
After all, he can't remember what Zhao Chengzhen played before, only Fu Tiao's music remains in his mind.

He firmly believed that he was not an isolated case, but one of the numerous cases among the crowd in the concert hall.

He applauded vigorously with the crowd, thanking Fu Tiao for his performance.

Apart from him, there are many others.

In the distance, Pavel and Olga from the Polish TV station were also applauding.

No, or rather, everyone in the studio was applauding, and everyone was applauding for Fu Diao's previous performance.

Pavel looked at Fu Tiao with great satisfaction, waited for the applause of the crowd to subside, and matched with the applause in the concert hall on the relay station, he smiled and said to the crowd.

"I believe you don't need me to say, you can also hear the strength of Fu Ta's performance, right?"

The others glanced at each other and nodded slightly in unison.

The same was true for Olga, she looked at Fu Tiao, patted her palms lightly, her expression a little helpless for a moment.

"Fu, he is very good. Just now, Dior's performance, his musical ingenuity, and his musical expression, I feel that I am not as good as him! I am really not as good as him! It is not a simple compliment or Flattery, but in a real sense, I feel that my level is not as good as Dior's playing, and I would really like to talk to him after the game."

"Talk a few words." Pavel was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: "Indeed, Olga, you really should have a chat with Fu, after all, his current level is better than yours, and I feel that he is better than you." It is suitable to sit in this position."

Olga spread her hands helplessly: "Professor Pavel, although I know I'm weak, please don't say it so bluntly, it will hurt me."

"Okay, okay, I won't say much about you, just work hard and try to win Fu Tiao next time, hahahaha, a contestant is better than the judges."

Pavel waved his hand at Olga, and Olga looked angry and helpless.

The stage of this Polish TV station is not the same as that of the national radio station, which is very serious. In fact, everyone is more of a chat without a script, and the main thing is to rely on the host's guidance and adaptability.

So they don't know the two of them are wearing suits, looking at the camera with serious expressions, and reading the manuscript bit by bit.

It's a bit like a tea party, where everyone sits together and chats about the game with a smile.

It's a semi-entertainment live broadcast, so everyone's mood is relatively relaxed, and they won't laugh at Pavel's belittling at all.

And there's a little more...

Olga is indeed not as good as Fu Tiao, Pavel said there is no problem.

She herself is a lecturer at the Chopin University of Music in Poland. She is just an ordinary Ph.D., or a Ph.D. who has just been qualified and invited.

The main reason for inviting Olga is that she is a doctor, and more importantly, she is a woman, young and musical, and she is a very powerful vase.

It’s not a problem that Fu Tiao’s performance is better than that of an ordinary doctor. After all, she is only in her 20s now, and she is not in her [-]s. She is really capable and she has also participated in the Chopin International Piano Competition.

In fact, she did participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition, entered the preliminaries, competed in the first round, and was eliminated.

In her personal resume, she also wrote the experience of winning the eighth final of this Chopin International Piano Competition.

She felt that Fu Tiao was great before, but she was still within the scope of catching up, but now...she didn't even have the idea of ​​catching up. Fu Tiao's performance was really too outrageous, so outrageous that she didn't know how to evaluate Fu Tiao I don't know what to say now.

You say Fu Tiao is great?Awesome?Invincible?Play well?
These words are just polite words to them now. Who doesn’t know that Fu Tiao’s performance today is so good and powerful. These are all words that can be said without thinking about it. She said it now, it’s like throwing into the Chopin University of Music in Warsaw The doctor's face, how can a doctor speak so badly?
However, if she is really asked to say which part of Fu Tiao is particularly good, and to analyze it in detail, she finds it more difficult, because if she directly analyzes it, she may not be able to finish a few sentences, and she even wants to pull out a special one. After the project came out, some students brought her to analyze the Fu tune of a class.

Now it's just a simple interview, and she really can't tell where Fu Tiao plays well for a while.

Pavel seemed to see her difficulty, immediately smiled, took the conversation, and spoke to the camera.

"Okay, now that Fu's performance is over, let me just tell you about what I heard in Fu Tiao's music? After all, Fu is still on it for the curtain call, and it may take a while to listen to the applause." The situation, there may be several minutes before the next player comes on stage. Olga and I have been wanting to talk about Fu since we played, but we have never had the chance to talk about Fu. Now I just want to tell you about Fu. "

Olga nodded frantically immediately: "Yes, yes, that's it."

Pavel: "First of all, we need to know what we need to look at when evaluating whether a work is performed well. The first point is whether he has given all the details of the music in place. His handling of the details What's interesting is that we can hear the details of Fu's performance. He is almost the most powerful among the three performers who appeared today. Many of his details can be expressed perfectly, but the one that surprised me the most is , is the details of the connection between his third and fourth works!"

"We can clearly hear that when Fu played these two works, he obviously used a little harmony relationship to connect the harmony direction between the two works, and at the same time minimize the two The connection between the first works makes the emotional transformation of the music smoother. This is very interesting. You must know that when many of us analyze this work by Chopin, we are largely separated. Analytical understanding, so when you hear the beginning of Chopin's Hero Polonaise, you will feel very strange."

"But! What if we fused the two works together? There is no sign of dissonance! This is the magic of Fu Ta's music!"

Pavel stretched out his hand and tapped the air, his expression very serious.

"Some people may say that they have never heard other people perform these two works together before, and the two works do not seem to be created in tandem, and the length of time between the two works seems to be a long time apart..."

"But I really want to say that this is what makes Fu great! Fu gave Chopin's heroic Polonaise more meaning without changing the original meaning of the work, and at the same time made the heroic Polonaise more aurally Richer! Compared with other normal interpretations, I really like Fu Tiao’s slightly bold changes in this work. Maybe this can bring a fresh blood to the already somewhat old Chopin International Piano Competition , which is exactly what we need!"

"As for Fu's first two works, I don't think I need to say much. Fu's performance of the first two works is the most complete, clearest expression, and most emotional rendering I have ever seen in this competition. Chopin’s works, this kind of work is like a full-score test paper, you can’t find any wrong content, and there are even some places that you think are wrong. After careful analysis, you will find that the real mistake is yourself. It's not the contestant Fu! I haven't seen this feeling for many years..."

"Olga, you have to keep working hard, and strive to be able to pop up such a work as soon as possible."

Pavel looked at Olga, who was listening attentively like a primary school student, and laughed. Olga scratched her head embarrassedly, but didn't say much.

She originally had a little idea of ​​participating in the next Chopin International Piano Competition, but after hearing Pavel's explanation just now, she had completely given up and planned to concentrate on studying and get a lecturer position in the school.

Now she has a feeling that she is dumbfounded at first sight, knows everything she says, and makes mistakes every time she does it. Even if Pavel made it so clear, she feels that it is too difficult for her to imitate.

Fu Tiao's performance just now has the feeling of those masters. He obviously knows everything, but he played it wrong.

Pavel seemed to see Olga's current state, and didn't say much, just patted her on the shoulder, telling her not to think too much, and went back to explain Fu Tiao's performance just now.

He is no longer limited to explaining Fu Tiao alone, but began to pull Zhao Chengzhen out to talk together, especially Zhao Chengzhen's previous performances, a lot of places that collided with Fu Tiao, he took them out and talked about them emphatically , Tell why Fu Tiao is better than Zhao Chengzhen, better than other contestants.

Fortunately, Zhao Chengzhen probably couldn't understand Polish or what these two people were talking about, otherwise he might lose his demeanor in anger.

In the far away Wilanów district of Warsaw, Broz was wearing a gray-brown plush sweater, slowly rocking in a recliner in his yard, watching the group of guests talking about Fu Fu on the TV. Tune's evaluation, his face and smile couldn't close at all.

Even though the sky above his head was still gray, and the sun could hardly penetrate the extremely thick smog and fall on the ground, and could barely bring a little warmth, he still kept smiling.

This is the first time he didn't scold the Polish government in this weather, but shook with a smile on his face.

He had never been able to believe that half a year ago, on a rainy night half a year ago, standing at the door covered in damp, with poor English and no Polish at all, holding a homestay to prove that the little boy from Huaguo in his hands in the fortress could actually transform into this appearance.

He caressed the tickets for the finals that he specially bought in his arms, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

He really bought the ticket for the final!
He looked at the sky unsteadily, with a relaxed face.

Who could have imagined that his ordinary kindness could really create a player who is good enough to become the final champion?
It's not just Brotz, the owner of the previous jazz bar was sitting at the counter wiping his glasses, looking helplessly at the bartender who was mopping the floor with a radio, and was just about to say something to him and ask him to turn off the radio. Come on, don't be like an old man, making the bar so tired.

But unexpectedly, just as he was about to speak, he heard the voice of the group of people on the radio praising Fu Tiao, he couldn't help but pause, and said loudly.

"Carl!"

"Boss?" A man who was mopping the floor in the distance raised his hand, "What's the matter?"

"Turn up the radio, I can't hear you."

"Ah? Oh! Okay, hey..."

Carl Han scratched his head with a smile, put the radio on the table near the boss, turned up the volume, and then continued to work with a smile on his face.

Listening to the praise of Fu Tiao on the radio, the boss let out a long sigh of relief. After cleaning the last glass, he turned and looked at the photo wall behind him. Near the original photo of Argerich, he found a The eye-catching Fu Tiao.

Because it has not been cleaned for a long time, it seems to be covered with a sticky layer of dust.

The boss wiped it with his sleeve, and found that it was not wiped clean. He immediately picked up the towel that had just been wiped off the glass, wet it with water, and wiped the surface of the photo again. Looking at the smiling Fu Tiao on it, he smiled helplessly.

"I thought you were an ordinary player, but who would have thought that you could actually become the strongest player in the third round? This fate is really..."

He sighed, squeezed out the nail that was originally placed under Argerich, and poked it up, placing it parallel to Argerich.

Looking at a drunk Argerich and a smiling Fu Tiao, he couldn't help but pat the dust off his hands, leaning against the counter behind him, shaking his head helplessly.

"Who would have thought that two great gods could be hidden in a small bar? Tsk tsk, even some of the top restaurants may not be able to have my style?"

After that, he turned his head to look at Karl who was still working behind him, and said loudly again.

"Carl!"

"Yes, boss, what's the matter?" Carl had already tidied up the ground and was about to put down the stools on the table.

The boss asked Carl, "Do you want to go to the final of the Chopin International Piano Competition?"

"Ah? Final?" Carl was taken aback for a moment, then hesitated and said, "I think so, but I don't think I can understand it?"

"It's okay, just think about it, you can go to the game with me later, and I'll buy you a ticket."

"Ah? Okay, thank you boss, but our business that day..."

"Whatever his business is, what's the business after the final of the Chopin International Piano Competition? It's not like we can't do it if we miss one day."

The boss waved his hand at Carl, then pushed open the door of the counter, and was about to walk to his office, talking while walking.

"Remember to dress a little more formally, and tell me if you really don't have clothes."

"Tsk tsk... The jazz musician I was looking for before has a chance to become the champion. This luck is really... invincible~"

"..."

At this moment, many people who had a relationship with Fu Tiao before, or who knew Fu Tiao, became more excited after hearing the signal from the Polish TV station, and all of them were preparing to buy the final of the Chopin International Piano Competition tickets.

After all, it is two completely different concepts to compete without someone you know, and to compete with someone you know, and your thoughts on the game are completely different.

……

Compared with other people who just bowed and applauded on the stage before leaving the stage, Fu Tiao seemed to have too much reputation here.

The applause lasted for two or three minutes without stopping, until Fu Tiao felt that he could no longer stay on the stage, so he could only turn around and step off the stage. There were still many people applauding in the audience, and the Han contestant behind had nothing to do. on stage.

He was numb all over, looking at Fu Tiao, he didn't even know what kind of emotion he should show.

How can he get on this stage now?It's not bad for him to display 50% of his normal strength, and he still expects to enter the next round?Don't even think about it.

He couldn't even tell the audience not to applaud. He could only wait for the staff of the organizing committee to force the stage to be quiet before going on stage.

By that time, is there any difference if I can't get in?Aren't they all waiting to die?

Fu Tiao walked away from Han's side, looked at him and nodded slightly, and said softly, "Come on."

The corner of Han's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to complain crazily, and even complained to Fu Tiao about how difficult the venue he gave was.

But in the end, only a simple "thank you" came out of his mouth.

"The next contestant, South Korea, Han, piano choice..."

The announcement of the staff on the stage has already sounded. Han stood in the backstage of the concert hall with a face full of despair, feeling as if he was being executed. There is no hope in this world, and he only committed suicide slowly when he came on stage.

Fu Tiao looked at the person behind him and shrugged helplessly, showing a little sympathy.

As far as the field he gave at the end, he would not dare to come if he was asked to come, let alone the South Korean player behind him.

He shook his head slightly, turned around and walked towards the lounge, where some people were already waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)