pianist from the sea

Chapter 206 The Piano King Who Arrived on the Throne

The main reason why Zhao Chengzhen was able to enter the concert hall with everyone from the Paris Conservatory of Music was because the Paris Conservatory of Music had a special channel to get a few tickets, but it was limited to a few.

Normally, these tickets are basically for students to listen to, not for teachers, and teachers seldom go to such concerts, most of their time is spent on teaching and rest, not everywhere Go to a concert.

But this is Fu Tiao's first tour, and Fu Tiao's recent sound is of a relatively large type in the world.

Especially at this time in Europe, during the winter season, almost all orchestras are preparing for New Year's concerts, during Christmas holidays and New Year's Day, when not many people are still performing on stage, the sound of Fu Diao is even louder.

Therefore, Tian Tuan, a piano teacher from the Paris Conservatory of Music, together with Zhao Chengzhen and others, made an appointment to come to this concert hall to listen to Fu Tiao's concert.

Let's see if Fu Diao is worthy of his name.

Zhao Chengzhen ran into this incident completely by chance. He couldn't buy a ticket at first. It just so happened that a teacher from the Paris Conservatory of Music couldn't come because of illness, so Zhao Chengzhen just stepped up to it.

Everyone sat in the corner of the concert hall, looking at the people who were sitting down continuously nearby, the old man sitting in the most central position suddenly asked Zhao Chengzhen.

"Zhao, how do you feel? Come and listen to your former opponent's concert?"

"It feels... okay? Although I feel a little envious, but in fact it's okay, and I'm not envious to that level."

Zhao Chengzhen said with a helpless smile, he looked at the old man beside him and added.

"It's just that I didn't expect that there were so many tickets in the school. When I bought the tickets before, the scalpers' tickets had already been sold to almost a few hundred euros. Fu's concert tickets are really hard to buy."

"Although there are many tickets, these tickets are normally student tickets, which are not worth mentioning. Sitting in the corner seat, the listening effect is not as good as those seats in the middle of the concert."

The old man smiled and said, looking at the surroundings, he was a little disgusted, but when he thought of what Zhao Chengzhen said before, now that the tickets for the Fu Tiao concert have been fired up to hundreds of euros a piece, he has nothing to say that's it.

After all, even if it is him and other people, their monthly salary may be more than 2000 Euros and [-] Euros, which is not much compared to normal people. Their main source of money is extra money, that is, those Students pay for classes on their side.

A 45-minute class can cost more than 50 Euros, and a normal one-and-a-half-hour class can cost [-] Euros, or even more.

This money is cash, and they can even use it to evade taxes.

And the tickets for the Fu Tiao concert have already been sold to hundreds of euros, even if they try their best to give classes to the students outside, it may not be enough.

Therefore, even in the most corner position, the listening effect is relatively average, and they have nothing to say.

But the person sitting on the other side was a little curious. He looked at Zhao Chengzhen, organized his words, and asked curiously.

"Zhao, I remember that you and Fu fought before. A few days ago, you told us in the group that you wanted to find Fu temporarily. He just arrived in Paris, so I'm a little curious. For you, what is Fu? What kind of image would it be?"

"Fu..."

Zhao Chengzhen was silent.

The old man at the head was his teacher, and they had discussed the issue of Fu Tiao many times, so the man had no idea about this issue.

But other people are different, many of them are teachers in the school, they are not familiar with Zhao Chengzhen, most of them just heard about Zhao Chengzhen, others are nothing.

Instead of communicating more with Zhao Chengzhen, I have this time to book a flight to Spain and Portugal. Wouldn’t it be nice to go somewhere to bask in the sun?
Even if there is no sun in winter, traveling to other places is also a good choice.

Or, isn't it fun to have a barbecue party in your small courtyard in the suburbs and eat barbecue?
Why do you have to increase your favorability with your colleagues and students in the school?Do you want to chat if you have nothing to do?
Zhao Chengzhen looked at her teachers, thought for a while, and then said slowly.

"To me, Fu should be regarded as a... amazing person, right?"

"magic?"

"Well, you just don't know how much potential he has that can be released. Everything he shows is like an iceberg. What you can see is just a very simple mountain top. Just how deep is the ice layer hidden under it..."

Zhao Chengzhen let out a breath slowly, with a slightly strange expression.

"Maybe you don't know, Fu has a very outrageous point, that is, I re-watched the video of Fu in the qualifiers of the Chopin International Piano Competition. If you watch it, you will find that you can listen to Fu Tiao's performance Hear it very clearly... he doesn't understand Chopin at all!

Everything in the music he plays is Chopin made purely with his own technology and his own aesthetic feeling for music. "

"Then why does he..." Someone next to him immediately asked a question, but before the question came out, Zhao Chengzhen interrupted him.

"Then how did he win the Chopin International Piano Competition? I told you, you have no idea how much potential Fu has to unleash!"

Zhao Chengzhen pointed to the stage in front of her and stated slowly.

"During the qualifiers, he almost didn't understand Chopin at all, but after six months of preparation, that is, from April to October, his Chopin has begun to mature, with a little bit of Chopin's appearance, and Also got the No.3 position in the first round!

And this is not the most outrageous, No.3 is just, if it is just his performance, he will never win the championship, but he does not limit his music there, he is growing!By the time of the second round, his music had already begun to refine.

Maybe it's like three or four days?In addition to his overall sense of Chopin in Fu's music, his unique understanding of Chopin has also come out.

And by the third round of the Chopin International Piano Competition, that is, when he won the No.1 position, his Chopin has been fully formed, let alone the fourth round..."

Zhao Chengzhen felt that her head hurt a little while talking, and she couldn't help rubbing her head.

"The Chopin International Piano Competition may take more than 20 days from the main competition to the end of the final. I really don't understand why someone can evolve their music into that appearance in more than 20 days? Even for me, I practiced Chopin for nearly two years..."

"Haha, you are also very good, Zhao, I have heard your Chopin, your Chopin is perfectly in line with the French school's interpretation of Chopin, your level of practice for two years, even many of us can not reach Where is your Chopin level?"

Everyone around immediately smiled and comforted: "Your Chopin is really good, I like your Chopin very much."

"It's a pity... I'm only second, and Fu is the first."

Zhao Chengzhen said helplessly, then looked at the crowd and asked them.

"By the way, do you know what surprised me more when I went to meet Fu Diao?"

"Huh?" Some people who were not interested at first also turned their heads at this time and looked at Zhao Chengzhen.

Zhao Chengzhen said very seriously: "I heard one thing, his Chopin is not his strongest point! It's an inconspicuous passer-by in his music career."

After saying this, the group of teachers lost their composure. They looked at Zhao Chengzhen in disbelief and said in bewilderment.

"What do you mean? Zhao, what are you talking about... When Fu Ta played Chopin, was he very relaxed?"

"No, I feel that Chopin, who should be Fu, may not be at his strongest level?"

"No, no, no, you all misunderstood. According to what Zhao Chengzhen said before, maybe Fu Ta looked down on Chopin?"

"..."

Everyone opened their mouths incomprehensibly, Zhao Chengzhen waited for everyone's voice to be a little quieter, and then opened their mouths.

"Literally, I just said that Fu's transformation within 20 days made his Chopin the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition. It is obvious that his talent is not based on Chopin, but on It was Chopin who happened to be a by-product of his genius.

His talent is his sensitivity to music, he knows what is the best music. "

Zhao Chengzhen raised a finger with an extremely serious expression.

"When I was at the Paris train station, I followed him to the street piano at the train station. You all know that, right?"

Everyone nodded and listened carefully to Zhao Chengzhen's narration.

Zhao Chengzhen continued: "In the street piano, I originally wanted to use my skills to see if I could crush Fu, or to see if I could bully Fu who didn't know how to tune the street piano, but... I was wrong, Fu's The technique is simply terrifying!
I use my strongest strength to create a melody, and at the same time, I use the most dazzling skills I can think of to make my music as gorgeous as possible. Everyone knows my strength, I am still young, and my finger functions It hasn't degenerated yet, so my skills can basically be regarded as the top batch in the world...

But...it feels like a joke.

Fu's skills are so terrifying that I can't believe it. Not only did he completely surpass me in the construction of skills, but he also completely crushed me in terms of musicality! "

Zhao Chengzhen's voice even had a hint of bitterness. Although it was relatively light, everyone around could hear the unhappiness in his heart.

"He adapted my main melody, and just added a few more notes, which raised the level of the whole main melody to a higher level. Not only is the melody a little more advanced, but the musicality is also much higher. It's... very impressive. Puzzled, as if by magic."

Someone beside him was puzzled: "No, is he really that good at playing? Zhao, are you playing it? Do you want to play him better because you were defeated by him? So that you It seems that the failure is not so thorough? Besides, I heard that now he has joined the German-Austrian School, our French School..."

"Huh... Blow?"

Zhao Chengzhen's tone became cold again, and she spoke lightly.

"I don't need to praise an ordinary pianist. Even if he beat me, I still have the pride of a musician. Even if the Chopin International Piano Competition is not counted, I am in other competitions, such as those of all ages. All competitions have the strength of the top three, so do I have to brag about him?"

He looked at the man who had just spoken: "You not only insulted him, but you also insulted me."

"Feel sorry……"

The man immediately apologized and knelt down without any hesitation.

After all, to put it bluntly, Zhao Chengzhen's teacher is still sitting there, and when you insult Zhao Chengzhen, you are actually also insulting his teacher.

It proves that his teacher's eyesight is not good, and he has misread the wrong person at such an age.

The man quickly added an apology: "Forgive me, I haven't heard Fu's performance at all, so I..."

"There's nothing to say, just listen to it later, and you'll know if I'm wrong when you hear it. Don't think about schools every day. The most important thing in music is more perfect expression, not schools. , the school is just to complete the music in your mind more systematically, nothing more.”

Zhao Chengzhen was actually the same as this person before, the school occupied a very high position in his mind, and it can even be said that he wanted to prove the correctness of the school.

But after communicating with Fu Tiao for a long time, he began to waver a little.

There is no school of thought in Fu Tiao's music. Even if he is about to join the German-Austrian School, Zhao Chengzhen believes that Fu Tiao will not change his thinking about music so easily.

Therefore, he also began to waver a little bit.

Unless he told himself that Fu Diao is an unborn genius, unique.

but……

Zhao Chengzhen felt that if he admitted that Fu Tiao was a genius, it would be equivalent to admitting his own mediocrity.

Only mediocre people will keep proving that they are not wrong by using others as geniuses so they are so much better than themselves.

So Zhao Chengzhen will not admit that Fu Tiao is a genius, he will only think that Fu Tiao is talented, not much better than himself, he is not as good as him now, but in the future... he can catch up.

Zhao Chengzhen glanced at the people around her, and finally stopped at her careless teacher, and said slowly.

"No matter what, let's listen to Fu Tiao's performance first."

After all, he didn't say much.

At this moment, the backstage of the concert hall.

In fact, Fu Tiao did not wait at the backstage, but watched the people who were entering downstairs with great interest from the corner of the second floor, and his mind was empty.

He really likes the feeling of showing his music in front of everyone, and the feeling of everyone appreciating his music.

I prefer music.

So when he saw more and more people gathered downstairs just to listen to his music, he couldn't help but feel a burst of satisfaction.

Although it's a little strange why the person in charge let people in so early, but it doesn't matter.

He picked up his phone and checked the time. It was about 07:30, and there was still half an hour before his opening, but this place seemed to be full, and there was no room left.

"Fu! All the audience has already entered, should we start now, or..."

The previous person in charge trotted all the way, bypassing the group of audience who were discussing, and walked up to Fu Tiao's ear and whispered.

"Or wait another half an hour?"

The person in charge has never seen such a scene.

It's very common to click through to a concert in Europe. Normally, it starts at [-] o'clock, and some people just come here.

Who would have thought that it was only 07:30 here, and the seats were already full, without any empty seats.

So he was a little uncertain, so he came over to ask Fu Diao for his opinion.

Fu Tiao glanced at the audience and shook his head slightly: "No need, let's start directly."

"Okay, then I'll ask the host to clean up the scene first, and then you can just go on stage."

"Ok."

Fu Tiao nodded, turned back to the backstage, and walked towards the entrance.

The host of the Gave Concert Hall in Paris also came to the front of the stage at this time, turned off the lights, joked to the crowd, and thanked everyone for coming and looked forward to the performance tonight.

The crowd complied with his words and kept cheering and applauding.

Until the host's watch trembled twice, the host immediately knew that Fu Tiao had walked into the room, and immediately spoke to everyone.

"Okay, everything is ready, and the stage is in its most perfect state, just waiting for her master to pamper her body..."

"Next, let us welcome our pianist tonight, from Huaguo, the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition, Fu... Tiao!"

Whoa!
The applause sounded, and everyone looked at the slightly opened door on the side of the stage with great anticipation.

The host also grabbed the microphone and applauded there, looking at the door.

Fu Tiao stood at the door and tidied his clothes a little, looked at the people around him, smiled and nodded, and walked out.

boom!
The applause suddenly became more enthusiastic. Everyone applauded Fu Tiao vigorously there, looking at Fu Tiao with great anticipation, waiting for his performance tonight.

Under the gaze of everyone, Fu Tiao stood in front of the piano, bowed slightly to everyone, and sat in his seat very gracefully.

It was as if the emperor descended on his throne.

Just as soon as he sat down, there was no sound in the room, only everyone looked at Fu Tiao expectantly.

Where all eyes met, Fu Tiao raised his hand and placed it gently on the piano keyboard without any distance.

Then, his body drove the strength of his arm and pushed it out violently.

An extremely deep Neapolitan sixth chord stretched out from the ground.

Bringing an unparalleled sadness and confusion.

(End of this chapter)