pianist from the sea

Chapter 176 Congratulations, You're Hot!
Fao picked up his mobile phone and was just about to start writing a long review for Fu Tiao, but his hand couldn't help but stopped, suddenly realized something, and then punched himself.

"Am I an idiot? What the hell am I an Up host? I write long reviews for people in this place? Isn't it more convincing for me to make a video directly than a long review?"

After all, he immediately got up and turned on the computer that had been turned off, and the computer fan started to spin up again. As soon as Fao waited for the system to turn on, he directly logged in to the video interface he had seen before, and found a tool to download it. Then he opened the document and started writing his video manuscript.

He wanted everyone to know how awesome Fu Diao's encore was this time.

He wants to make a video to analyze Fu Tiao's performance method step by step, and what writing techniques he uses in the music, and how badly that person's video was recorded and how many details were swallowed.

Not only that, but he also plans to find someone to cooperate with, find someone who is better at playing the piano, and ask him to help reproduce Fu Tiao's encore.

Only in this way is the most convincing.

He turned on the computer, listened to the downloaded files, and wrote the manuscript to be produced later, feeling extremely excited.

He has already begun to imagine that he can reproduce the shock brought by the music after Fu Tiao's performance.

There is nothing wrong with the recording equipment either.

He also knows several studios. They also have equipment. If I remember correctly, they also have a lot of jazz guys. They also have a thorough study of jazz, and they seem to like Fu Tiao on Chopin. playing.

Go find them later, at least it will definitely be better than the video in hand.

And this video...

Fao looked at the content of the video, and looked at the comment area, one third was pure praise, one third was scolding, and one third was explaining what Fu Diao just did. He felt that for now, in some marketing Before the number enters, there is no need to worry about the situation becoming serious.

I'm afraid that those marketing accounts in the back will enter the market and start to consume Fu Tiao, causing a common memory, and it will not end well at that time.

Therefore, although there is still time, we still have to hurry up.

Thinking of this place, Fao did not hesitate at all. While writing the manuscript, he called his friend who opened the studio.

He wants those people to help, and see if he can get Fu Diao's encore out before he finishes his work.

Strive for both parties to complete at the same time, and fight for space with those unscrupulous marketing accounts.

"It should be in time, right?"

Seeing that he had written a thousand-word copy within ten minutes, Fao couldn't help but feel confident.

……

Right now, Amsterdam.

Wu Hong had a painful expression.

By the time Faol was going to bed, it was late afternoon on his side.

After he and Chen Ying played in the house all day, when he picked up his phone to check for any news, he suddenly found that his teacher had sent him many, many messages.

And all these messages were sent almost the night before, when the two of them returned to the hotel to take a shower after listening to Fu Tiao's concert.

It would be fine if it was normal news, but the problem is, the teacher seems a little too excited.

And it becomes more and more exciting as time goes by.

André Jean, at eleven o'clock last night.

"Good evening, Hong! As for Fu, I've heard of his name. Before he entered our school, he specifically stated that he wanted to study in a conservatory that can teach both classical and jazz. After passing through our school The teacher's hard work, and the abandonment of the Berkeley Jazz Institute in the beautiful country, so Fu Diao may come to our school to study jazz in the future. As for the others, I don't know much. The connection is not deep, and I am sorry that there is no way to provide you with more information."

André Jean, yesterday evening at eleven-thirty.

"Hong! I have already listened to the video you sent me. Is this Fu's performance tonight? Is his performance actually jazz? If I remember correctly, isn't he the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition? How could he Will he choose to play jazz? But...his jazz performance is really extraordinary. Although the overall harmony direction is more in favor of classical harmony than modern jazz, in the use of classical harmony, his use He is already very mature, and has his own set of things in it, and he deserves to be the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition."

"No, I'm sorry, Hong, please forget what I just said. I re-listened to what Fu just played. The jazz he played is indeed more classical, but his own playing form, playing ideas, playing In many places, such as technique, his level has shown an extremely mature and perfect jazz player's thinking. The direction of his adaptation is really interesting, no, not interesting, but very interesting. I don't seem to fully understand him. I may need to listen to it a few more times.”

"In addition, Hong, I have to say that your recording equipment is really bad. Even though recording and video recording are generally not allowed at concerts, the level of your recording is ridiculously poor. There are too many Very interesting details are completely swallowed by your recording equipment, and if I am not very familiar with jazz harmony, otherwise I might not be able to hear some of them."

Andre Jean, 37:[-].

"Super beautiful! Macro! It's really interesting! I never imagined that jazz can be played like this, especially in the combination with classical, you know? Fu's ingenuity for jazz is actually not just Confined to the progress of harmony, he also gave a very deep progress in some other places that no one noticed. These progresses still follow the route of classical music as a whole, but they sound exactly the same as jazz ! Really interesting."

"I have to listen to it a few more times. There are still many, many things I haven't heard yet..."

André Jean, one forty.

"Perfect! Hong! Perfect! You can't even imagine what Fu Tiao has done in music! It's really beautiful! My God! I have done some combinations of classical and jazz before, and the performance in music In fact, it is not satisfactory. There is a sense of confusion that classical is not classical, and jazz is not jazz. I have been looking for a balance between the two for a long time and have not found it. But in Fu’s music, I heard this balance! This balance It seems that the comparison is not based on the quantity between the two, but some other things are used to balance the two, what is this..."

André Jean, two thirty.

"Harmony! It's harmony! Fu Tiao's ingenuity in harmony! I understand! I know how he did it! It's perfect! This is simply a work of art! Compared with other classical and jazz Combined, this work feels more perfect, more in line with the fusion of jazz and classical in the true sense, this harmony adaptation, this jazz expression, perfect, really perfect..."

"Macro! I have to say it again, the sound effect of the video you shot is really bad!"

André Jean, three fifty.

"Macro! Damn, why can't you shoot a better video, do you know how painful it is for me to hear your crap sound effects? Every time I'm particularly excited, listening to your crap sound effects makes me Ear hurts."

André Jean, six past seven.

"Hahahaha, Hong! I have completely reproduced Fu's adaptation! I finally made it! Thank you for the video!"

"In addition, I still think that next time you shoot, you should use a better shooting equipment instead of your current mobile phone, or if it is not possible, you can change to a voice recorder that is better than your mobile phone."

"Oh, yes, this is not to encourage you to steal and record, but instead of using this kind of shooting to make the content of the performer's recordings unable to be presented, you should use better equipment, which is immoral and immoral. At least you can make the player's music more perfect, and it won't sound so painful."

André Jean, 31:[-].

"No, it always feels wrong. Obviously the content of my performance is similar to that of Fu Tiao, but why do I always feel that I am missing something? What is it that I am missing? Why I have played so many times, but I am not as good as Fu Tiao ?Why……"

"What am I missing..."

"Sorry, Hong, this is not asking you, I'm just talking to myself, making a memo, and, Hong, you'd better get a new recording device."

André Jean, 21:[-] p.m.

"Hong! Do you still have the tickets behind Fu? I want to listen to a scene. How much did you pay for the tickets? I'm willing to pay double the market price to buy them. I don't know why, but the tickets behind Fu are all gone It's sold out, and now I can't hear Fu Ta's complete performance, I can't feel at ease at all!"

André Jean, six ten in the afternoon.

"Hong? Are you there? Please reply me quickly after seeing it."

"Macro?"

"..."

Followed by dense urging, urging Wu Hong to send the following content to his teacher.

Wu Hong looked at the news, his heart almost turned cold, he looked at Chen Ying wanting to cry but no tears.

"Ying, what should I do about this? What's the matter?"

"How can you answer? If you want to give it, you can say yes, if you don't want to give it, just say no, what else can you do?"

"No, the question is, how did my teacher become like this now?"

Wu Hong pointed to his teacher's message.

In his impression, his teacher is always the kind when the first message was sent out. He is very gentle and gentle. He is very peaceful, doesn't say anything, and is happy all day long. You go to his class Even if you're late, even if you don't go, it's not a big problem.

The news to him now is the first time Wu Hong has seen his teacher's mood fluctuate so much.

It was hard for him to imagine that his teacher would become anxious because of Fu Tiao's performance like this.

Judging by the news from his teacher, his teacher may not have slept all night.

An old man in his sixties, because of one of his videos, he couldn't fall asleep all night, stayed up late to work, and even fell into self-doubt.

No matter what he said, his conscience was uneasy.

If I had known this earlier, I should have posted it when the teacher woke up during the day.

Chen Ying looked at the message on Wu Hong's phone with a slightly weird expression.

In fact, she had seen Wu Hong's teacher once or twice. The old man was full of white hair and wore a pair of glasses. He was very peaceful. She never thought that he could be so excited by the news of Wu Hong that he couldn't sleep all night.

Therefore, she couldn't help but sighed and said to Wu Hong.

"How about you give your ticket to your teacher? As an apology?"

"Huh? What about you?"

"Me? I'll just watch it with your teacher. Anyway, I don't think you want to see Fu Diao..."

"No! Me!" Wu Hong became anxious for a moment, and immediately said: "Who said I don't want to watch Fu Tiao, I'm just not interested in the piano, and I can only hear the good part of his normal performance, but I can't hear anything. Awesome part, but I really like Fu Diao's encore!"

"You go to the concert just to listen to Fu Tiao's encore?"

"But normally I can't hear a lot of things!"

"This……"

Chen Ying looked at the righteous Wu Hong, and couldn't help rubbing her temples with a headache.

"Give all the two tickets to Brussels to your teacher. We will go to Paris directly later. I don't think there is much fun in Brussels, and I haven't been to Paris. By the way, remember to ask your teacher if he can help us reimburse us." The bus ticket and accommodation in Brussels, if he wants, we can even transfer the accommodation to him, and we will go directly back to Berlin."

"Ok."

Wu Hong looked helpless. His teacher sent a message. Before he put down his phone, the teacher's message came over.

Andre Jean: "Give me the bank account number, or your PayPal account number, depending on what you use, and I will transfer the money to you."

Wu Hong was taken aback for a moment, and immediately replied: "Okay teacher, please use your PayPal account.[email protected]"

The message had just been sent, and maybe a few minutes later, he received a message on his mobile phone.

André Jean transferred him five hundred euros.

Wu Hong was stunned.

This just reimbursed the two people's travel to Brussels and all expenses in Paris.

He knew that his teacher was rich, but he didn't expect to transfer five hundred without blinking his eyes.

Is it really worth spending so much money to watch a Fu Tiao?
Wu Hong couldn't figure it out, and neither could Chen Ying.

However, the three of them got the most perfect solution to this matter.

Andre Jean, who was in Berlin, looked at the two concert tickets and hotel accommodation in Brussels sent by Wu Hong in his hand, smiled with satisfaction, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to another friend.

"Luka, did you watch the concert video I sent you yesterday?"

"Of course! Who is this person? His performance is shining brighter than diamonds. Even with that incomparably rubbish sound quality, there's no way to cover up this sparkle!" The man quickly gave Andre a reply.

Afterwards, the man couldn't help but have a little bit of doubt, and asked Andre: "No, you asked me about this, do you have any thoughts? Or do you have tickets for the next round of concerts?"

"You guessed right, it's true." Andre saw that the man had been hooked, and couldn't help but smiled with great satisfaction: "I have two here, Dior Fu's concert in Brussels, how about it? Do you have any?" A little idea?"

"..."

Luka was stunned when he heard what Andre said, and then he replied helplessly: "Well, how much is it?"

"Not much, five hundred euros."

"Five hundred euros? Why don't you grab it?"

"Aren't I just robbing? Where can I buy Fu Tiao's concert tickets outside? This also includes accommodation and bus tickets in Brussels."

"Okay, you are amazing, just wait for me..."

Andre waited for a while, and a reminder appeared on his bank account, informing him that five hundred euros had been credited.

Looking at the system's news, Andre laughed with satisfaction.

"Okay, I received it. Later, we will meet up at the main fire in Berlin and then go to Brussels. I have sent you the time. Remember to check it yourself."

"Go to hell, you bloody vampire, get out! Get out of here! Don't let me see you again!"

Seeing the scolding on the other side, Andre laughed even louder, then got up and walked to the window of the house, looked at the peaceful scenery outside the window and the church steeple in the distance, rubbed his waist that had been sitting all night, the corners of his mouth Can't help but rise up, whispered.

"Such a perfect jazz and classical, it is not in vain that I am so old to stay up all night to analyze his works, but I am really curious how far he has gone on this road, and how far he has gone on jazz...

But having said that, I heard that he was taken to school by that old man Klaus?If he can really come to the school, then it will be really interesting. I really don't know how many things he can do in the school. "

After finishing speaking, he shook his head, rubbed his waist again, turned his head and lay down on the bed.

It's really too much for him to stay up all night at such an old age.

He was lying on the bed, thinking that he had gotten a ticket to Fu Tiao's concert almost without spending a penny, and the smile on the corner of his mouth rose again.

He is already looking forward to Fu Tiao's performance in Brussels.

……

Just when Andre and Luke were arguing, in a high-end hotel not far from Wu Hong.

Fu Tiao was lying in the bathtub alone, looking at the window in front of him that could almost overlook the whole of Amsterdam, he couldn't help but let out a comfortable "ah".

After he played, a wealthy businessman said that he liked his performance so much that he insisted on treating him to dinner and upgrading his hotel to a five-star standard.

I didn't have this kind of service in a super metropolis like Berlin before, but I didn't expect to enjoy this kind of service in Amsterdam.

Looking at the scenery in the distance, Fu Tiao's brain couldn't help but relax for a while.

In terms of enjoyment, you have to be European.

However, at this moment, the mobile phone he put aside suddenly rang, and after he turned it on, a familiar voice came from the mobile phone.

He Shen made a transoceanic phone call and said with a smile.

"Congratulations, Fu Tiao, you're on fire!"

(End of this chapter)