pianist from the sea

Chapter 151 Extremely Hot Signing

Behind Li Diyun were He Shen and Yu Tianyou, who also looked at Fu and laughed.

Looking at the crowd in front of him, Fu Tiao felt a little helpless for a moment, he could only nod his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go, go out and have a look."

"Let's go, hurry up, people outside are waiting impatiently!" Yu Tianyou ran to Fu Tiao's side, hooked his neck and said, while He Shen happily walked behind Li Diyun, smiling He looked at the two of them.

Watching the two of them walk out from the back door of the stage, and when they were about to go downstairs, He Shen poked Li Diyun and asked him, "By the way...were you also like this at the time?"

"We were at that time?" Li Diyun was stunned for a moment, raised his head to think for a while, and nodded: "It should be about the same, but the time is a bit far away, I seem to have forgotten the situation back then..."

"Hehe, forget what happened back then?" He Shen glanced at Li Diyun with a strange expression, and couldn't help joking: "Did you forget? Or don't you want to remember? Do you think you are worse than Fu Tiao?"

"Damn, of course I forgot!"

"Oh, okay, then just pretend you forgot, but today, you can experience that scene again."

"Wait? What do you mean when? Hey! Don't go! You come back!"

Seeing He Shen who poked him and was about to slip away, Li Diyun immediately chased after him and explained to him, but He Shen just echoed a few words casually, and didn't say anything more.

They followed closely behind Fu Tiao, arguing about something non-stop.

In front of Fu Tiao, several staff members were opening the way.

It's not that Fu Tiao's style is too great and someone needs to open the way, it's just because there are really too many people here.

Many people who had signed Zhao Chengzhen and Hamelin at the beginning had already signed, so they hurried to the back of Fu Diao's team, ready to line up to find Fu Diao's signature.

As a result, the line went back and forth, and it was not easy to line up directly outside the concert hall. They could only line up upstairs, until they reached the second floor. The chirping sound filled the entire concert hall, and it was not so apt to be heard.

Seeing Fu Tiao come out of the concert hall and walk behind them under the guidance of the staff, there was an extremely enthusiastic cheer.

"Fu! Fu!"

"Wow! Fu! Fu is here!"

"Perfect! Fu! You are perfect!"

"Fu! You play really well! Today's stage is simply a miracle!"

"God of music! Fu!"

"Fu, Fu! It's Fu! Friends, Fu is here!"

"..."

Dense voices sounded around Fu Diao, some were cheering for his arrival, some were excitedly congratulating his performance, and some were so excited that they lost the ability to speak, they could only keep shouting Saying Fu, Fu, Fu is like being scalded on the mouth.

It was also the first time for Fu Tiao to see such a scene. Although there were many people cheering around him when he entered the arena before, they were not as crazy and frenzied as they are now.

These people seem to have become his faithful believers, their eyes are full of flames.

That was faith in him.

For a while, Fu Tiao even felt a little bit of a trance, and he walked a little bit of drifting, always feeling that he was not himself, and looked at everything around him from a third-person perspective instead of seeing it with his own eyes. .

This feeling of trance made him a little bit confused. He didn't know whether it was because these people cheered him too loudly, which made him feel proud, or because there were too many people, and the oxygen supply was insufficient indoors. Causes the brain to faint a little bit.

The few staff who were opening the way in front were also full of helplessness. They had seen fanaticism, but they had never seen such a fanatical group of people. It was as if they had never heard music before. Suddenly hearing music felt like a miracle.

They struggled to open the road and let Fu Tiao go forward. They even used a little physical movement to forcibly open the road. It was obviously a short road, about tens of meters away, but they walked for several minutes.

Especially when they dare not be violent to those around them, it is even more difficult for them to walk.

Standing behind Fu Tiao, He Shen, who was playing with Li Diyun, looked at everything in front of him and didn't know what to say.

He knew that the winner of the Chopin International Piano Competition was popular, but he never expected it to be so popular.

He swallowed involuntarily, poked Li Diyun who was also in a daze beside him, and asked again with an extremely strange expression.

"Having said that, are you sure you really looked like this at the time? Are these people really so fanatical? It's like... fanatics? Or is this just the habit of Westerners to express themselves?"

"I don't know, I just remember that they were very excited at the time. They could hear the voices from the East, which was a little novel to them, but I don't think I've seen their actions like today. At that time, nor……"

Li Diyun spoke intermittently, and he was equally stupid looking at everything in front of him, and even felt a little bit jealous.

Why is he also the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition? During his champion concert and signing event, although those people were very fanatical, they still maintained their rationality.

But these people now seem to have completely given up on reason, and are extremely fanatical.

People say that people who listen to classical music are self-cultivated, just like gentlemen, but now that you look at the situation, are you sure this is rational?Is it a gentleman?
Are you kidding me?
Is this really not a star chasing scene?Just like when the Korean star idol girl group came to the mainland, the behavior of those around them?

Chasing classical music stars, especially foreign people chasing classical music stars, can they really be so...crazy?
If it was in China, Li Diyun felt that it might still be possible. After all, when he held a concert before, there were indeed many girls who liked to surround him, shouting and so on, just like chasing stars.

but now!

First, this is not Huaguo!But Poland!

Second, this is not pop music, this is classical music!
Third, it is not young people who are fanatical, but mainly middle-aged and elderly people!You even look at these people and even wonder if they will go straight and excited.

All this seems to be torturing Li Diyun's worldview, and even makes him wonder if he is dreaming.

Can classical music attract the shouts of so many people?
Do not……

It's not supposed to be classical music that attracts people, it's...

Li Diyun looked at Fu Tiao with complicated emotions.

It is not the charm of classical music, but the charm of Fu Tiao himself, and only Fu Tiao can get such shouts and cheers.

Compared with the performance of Zhao Chengzhen and Hamelin today, Fu Tiao's performance today completely crushed the past.

Even what he remembers now is only the characteristic that Fu Diao expressed in music today, not other contestants.

This kind of music that belongs to Fu Tiao really deserves the cheers of so many people.

He turned his head suddenly, looked at He Shen who was still extremely shocked beside him, and said suddenly.

"At that time, I was not as good as Fu Tiao."

"Ah? What did you say?" He Shen was watching the crowd's cheers for Fu Tiao, but he couldn't hear clearly for a while, but felt that Li Diyun was talking next to him: "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly, what did you just tell me? with?"

"I said, I was... not as good as Fu Tiao."

Without any hesitation, Li Diyun spoke again to He Shen, with a very frank expression, not at all shy because he said that he was weaker than Fu Tiao, but more freely.

"The cheers for me back then were not as great as today. I don't know if it was because of the progress of the times or other reasons... However, I will not look for the reason. I can only say that I was not as good as I am now. Fu Tiao."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Fu Tiao who was receiving cheers in front of him, and sighed softly.

Obviously he is also in his prime, and he can even be regarded as a pianist of the younger generation, but looking at Fu Tiao, he always has a strange feeling for some reason.

It's like the feeling of the Yangtze River's back waves pushing the front waves, and the front waves dying on the beach.

And he is the Qianlang.

With an extremely complicated expression, he pursed his lips and said softly, "Fu Tiao has a bright future."

"Yes, the future is boundless..." He Shen listened to Li Diyun's words, nodded silently, looked at Fu Diao who was slowly walking towards his position, and also sighed softly: "It's also much better than I was back then." gone."

"Uh, if I remember correctly, you were not very good back then. You didn't even get into the three major music academies, and you gradually rose up after you graduated from university."

He Shen suddenly became anxious: "Hey, hey, let's talk, don't expose me!"

"Heh... just now, who said that I was not good at that time? Although I may not be very good at that time, it is just ordinary, very common, and the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition is also better than you were back then."

Let's talk, Li Diyun glanced at He Shen, and walked forward without any hesitation.

On the other hand, He Shen made a strange face to Li Diyun in front, raised his middle finger, and then walked slowly behind Li Diyun towards the front.

It has long been doomed that one generation is better than the next. After all, there were not many people who could play Liszt's works back then, and they were even rated as the most difficult piano works by everyone.

But now, those difficult works of Liszt have been easily practiced by a group of students who are not even ten years old and practice 40 hours a day, and they can even come up with a lot of works that are more difficult than Liszt. come out.

Although I know that I may be eliminated, I still have a strange feeling when I see young people who are stronger than myself.

Fu Tiao didn't know what the people behind him were thinking, he just walked forward, followed the staff and walked forward slowly, facing the cheering crowd with a smile, and shook hands with some of them, without any embarrassment at all. shelf.

It was very difficult for him to walk the distance of tens of meters, but fortunately, he finally reached the middle of the concert hall. Behind him was the big banner of this year's Chopin International Piano Competition.

And in front of his desk was a pile of records piled up.

"Mr. Fu, please sit here, this is a signature pen."

"Ok."

After Fu Tiao nodded slightly to the staff, he sat in his seat, took the pen handed over by the staff, smiled and looked at the very excited white-haired old woman in front of him.

After Fu Tiao confirmed that he was ready, the staff immediately let go of the fence for the signing, and the old lady rushed to Fu Tiao at a speed that was completely out of date with her age, and put the record she had bought in advance on the In front of Fu Diao, the expression was extremely excited.

"Hello."

Fu Tiao smiled and stretched out his hand, but he didn't expect that the old lady immediately embraced his hand with both hands, shaking it up and down, as if stroking a treasure.

"Fu! Fu! I listened to your performance, and your performance is simply not like the music that should exist in the world. The feeling in your music, I have listened to Chopin for many years, the music of other people I've never heard your music before, I, I, I... I really like you so much! Your music! It's a gift from God to me at the last time!"

She looked at Fu Tiao's expression with such tenderness that she almost melted away.

"Fu, Fu! You are simply a miracle! A miracle from the East!"

"Many, thank you?"

Although Fu Tiao was a little surprised, but seeing the situation of the old woman in front of him, he couldn't help but smiled and nodded: "I'm glad you like it."

Come on, he signed his name on the back of the record box in front of him, where he played the picture.

It is written in Chinese, and the writing is not flamboyant, but a little bit formal: "I hope you have a perfect night today."

"Thank you, thank you! It's been a perfect night to hear you play today."

After the old woman thanked Fu Tiao three times in a row, under the urging of the staff nearby, she looked at Fu Tiao with great reluctance, and left with three steps and two turns.

When I left, I even bought three more records, but I didn't ask Fu Diao to sign them.

She will cherish the signed version that Fu Tiao gave her for the rest of her life. As for the other two records, one is for herself to listen to, and the other is for teaching others.

The most classic operation.

The younger young woman in the back is much more reserved than the old woman in front, it seems that it is because her husband stood beside her, smiled and asked for Fu Tiao's autograph, and also bought three records leave.

Then, it was the next one.

At this time, Fu Tiao suddenly realized why this autograph sale can also be regarded as the most profitable activity. Fu Tiao was still thinking at the time that a record is worth eight to ten yuan. Even if he signs a thousand copies, That's [-] to [-] euros.

but……

These people don't just buy one copy, they just buy three copies casually, which is actually the least amount!

The man behind the young woman actually bought ten copies at once, but Fu Tiao didn't know why he bought so many copies as long as he signed them.

But seeing this person bought so much, Fu Tiao was even embarrassed to just sign him a simple autograph. Instead, he gave him a To autograph, wishing him a good practice, and the man was so excited that he even wanted to buy ten more. record.

Looking at the excited faces of these people in front of him, Fu Tiaocong was worried that he might be tired of signing autographs, and couldn't play the piano the next day. In the end, he directly became worried about whether the records prepared by the organizing committee were enough.

But later, it was much normal.

Many of those who ran at the front were richer, and they bought about three copies, and when they got to the middle, there were many more ordinary students.

A girl with blond wavy hair and a very rich figure stood in front of Fu Tiao holding a record. Looking at Fu Tiao, she felt a little embarrassed, and handed him the record in her hand.

"Sorry, Fu, I'm a student. Although I like Fu's performance very much, it's a pity that I don't have much reserves. After buying today's concert and transportation and accommodation, I only have enough money to buy a record. I am so sorry……"

"No, it's fine."

Fu Tiao shook his head with a smile, looked at the guilty girl in front of him, and suddenly asked, "What's your name? What school are you from?"

"Huh? Me? My name is Hana, but I haven't been admitted to the Conservatory of Music yet. My dream school is the Ecole Normale Supérieure, but..."

"That's it, then..." Fu Tiao didn't simply sign it because people bought less, but wrote on it very seriously: "To Hana, I wish you a smooth exam! Fu Tiao."

After writing the last word, Fu Tiao looked up at the girl in front of him, and asked curiously, "Is this okay? I don't know French, so I don't know if using English can be a blessing..."

"It's ok, it's really ok! Thank you very much! Really really, thank you very much!"

Hana looked at Fu Tiao, her eyes almost lit up, and she bowed vigorously to Fu Tiao with an extremely excited expression.

She never imagined that she could actually get Fu Tiao's to sign. She thought that she might have to buy several copies to get the to sign, but Fu Tiao was so gentle that he was willing to spend time on people who only bought one record. Write her a to sign.

This feeling made her heart extremely warm, and she even wanted to have a French kiss with Fu Diao to express her excitement.

It's just that she moved a little forward and was stopped by the staff nearby. She had no choice but to thank Fu Tiao again, kissed Fu Tiao's album hard, and then ran to the side with a bouncing bouncing. In the end, before he had gone far, he twisted his foot because of wearing high heels, and continued to walk to the corner helplessly.

This is just one of the vast army of fans. Behind her, there are audience fans who can't see the end.

When Fu Tiao signed the autographs for those people, he felt that the team didn't seem to be shortened. The first one always walked, and the second one followed.

Even the passage of time is a little bit forgotten.

Just as he was signing, a familiar voice sounded.

"Fu! Congratulations! You have fulfilled our promise."

Fu Tiao raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him who was still wearing a brown woolen shirt, his eyes lit up and he was so excited.

"Mr Brotz!"

(End of this chapter)