pianist from the sea

Chapter 217 What the hell?Is it Fu Diao?

This is a poster of Fu Tiao, and the photos taken by Fu Tiao at the Chopin International Piano Competition were used on it, and there is no change.

Except for Fu Tiao's name written on the top, there is only a simple Chopin seal engraved under Fu Tiao's name.

Fu Tiao Chopin.

The two correspond to each other, and there are no specific features, but there is always a deep meaning.

At the bottom is the time of this performance.

It's Saturday night this week at [-]pm at Cadogan Hall.

This is all the information on this poster of Fu Tiao.

The most distinctive feature is that Fu Tiao's half body occupies [-]% of the poster, leaving only a small space for the text.

As for the Cadogan Concert Hall where Fu Tiao played, this place is the residence of the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra (RPO), and it is quite famous in the local area.

Compared with the Royal Albert Hall, Barbican Hall and other places, this concert hall is not luxurious and looks much more quaint.

But in any case, this is also a venue with seats for thousands of people.

Cadogan Hall, formerly known as Christ Church, first welcomed guests in 1907 and hosted 1400 events of various sizes during its heyday.After a round of ups and downs, it reopened as a concert hall in 2004.Neat planning and simple decoration can't stop the unique charm it exudes.

Fu Tiao looked at the poster of himself in front of him, picked up his mobile phone to check the concert hall he was about to enter, couldn't help thinking, and then smiled helplessly.

He also found out now, probably because he had just won the Chopin International Piano Competition, the concert hall arranged for him by Deutsche Grammophon was not big, basically with around a thousand people.

The biggest one is the one of the Berlin Philharmonic. It may be because of the cooperation with Deutsche Grammophon itself that Fu Tiao can play in the Berlin Philharmonic.

Others are basically about a thousand people.

It may be enough for ordinary pianists, but for Fu Tiao, it is not enough at all.

It wasn't Deutsche Grammophon's fault. They were dying of anxiety when they saw Fu Tiao's ticket sales. The feeling of watching the money slip from their pockets was really painful.

From the very beginning, they regarded Fu Tiao, the winner of those Chopin International Piano Competitions just now, as a second-rate pianist.

Although it is called second-rate, the second-rate pianists on their side are already at the level of Deng Taishan.

Although Deng Taishan has a great reputation, he has won many awards before, and he has taught many excellent students, but his ticket sales situation is not ideal. Although he really wants to put him in the first-class group, his business The nature is too low and can only be placed in the second rate.

Fu Diao and the others thought it should be similar to Deng Taishan.

Even if the level and strength are not as good as Deng Taishan, his commercial value should be stronger than Deng Taishan, and he should be able to barely count as second-rate.

So they thought about it, and then they reserved the thousand-person stage commonly used by second-rate musicians for Fu Tiao. Get first-class or even top-notch occasions.

They thought it would definitely be considered very good for such an occasion as Fu Tiao. You must know that there are still many people. The concert halls they gave were small concert halls with 500 to 700 people. What would you like to give you such a concert hall with thousands of people? How about it?
just didn't think...

Fu Tiao's performance was so shocking, his ticket sales ability directly squeezed out the concert hall with thousands of people, and there was not a cent left.

Among them, tickets in many places were sold directly without publicity.

Like Lisbon and Madrid.

They originally thought that there were not many people going to these two places, but they did not expect that they were still full.

But fortunately, after Fu Tiao’s performance in London, the New Year will follow. During the New Year, many European musicians and orchestras are in a state of rest. They can easily make reservations for some better concert halls. .

This is the main reason why they haven't started selling tickets for the second half of Fu Tiao, which is next year's concert.

They really wanted to give Fu Tiao a change in the first half of the concert if they could.

For example, today's Cadogan Concert Hall concert, if they were allowed to choose, they hoped that it would go directly to the Royal Albert Hall.

That place has a venue for 5000 people, even if it can only sell half of it, it is enough to pay back the cost.

Deutsche Grammophon's idea is different from Fu Tiao's, but their sighs are exactly the same.

It's such a pity, it would be nice to get a better concert hall.

Fu Tiao reached out and touched the poster in front of him, feeling the texture of the poster.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the skin of this poster didn't feel like plastic paper, but rather textured kraft paper.

It seems that the promotion of the Cadogan Music Hall is quite in place.

Fu Tiao put down his hands and was about to leave the train station first. When he found a place to stay, there were a few voices from the Hua people around him. Four or five men and women who formed a group stopped in front of Fu Tiao, with their backs turned to Fu Tiao. Looking at the group of posters in front of me, I thought about it.

"Huh? Is there any good performance recently?"

"I just looked around. They are all musicals. These musicals have been performed several times. I have seen them before. I don't think they are interesting. Are you going to watch them?"

"Forget it, it's better to go to the opera. Recently, I seem to have heard that Ferrero's wedding is about to be released. Are you going to listen to it?"

"God damn Ferrero's wedding, the blind date party at Charlie's Chocolate Factory, right? That one is called Figaro's wedding. I remember I sang excerpts from it when I was taking the exam."

The man took a small step back, sank into his dantian, pushed out a double chin, and sang in an extremely low voice: "Se vuol ballare, Signor con tino, Se vuol ballare, Signor con tino..."

"Okay, okay, I know you got the first place in the grade with your bass, don't say it, I'm already envious enough, the bass is really fed by God..."

Before the man finished singing, someone interrupted and rolled his eyes at the man.

Fu Tiao couldn't help but stop when he was about to leave, and looked at them with interest.

Listen to what they mean...

What conservatory might they be?

There are only a few conservatories here in London. If I guess correctly, it should be the Royal Academy of Music?
Fu Tiao couldn't help but think so.

The person who sang the bass just now was not angry either, he happily scratched his head, and casually glanced at the poster in front of him.

Normally, there will be notices about the latest performances in their school, telling them who is going to perform recently, and they can listen to it with their student ID cards, and there are discounts and so on.

But most of them are classical, and many of them are forced by certain concert halls. You don’t know which small concert hall held the concert at all.

It may be an ultra-small concert hall with only a hundred people, and a dozen people are scattered in it.

Therefore, they prefer to see if there are any commercial performances on the street, rather than watching densely packed flyers at school.

Although it may be more popular and does not meet the needs of music students, who would refuse to be popular?
They scanned the posters in front of them and couldn't help but choose.

"Bolero, I'm getting tired of hearing this. It was played by an unknown orchestra and an unknown conductor. I can't believe them..."

"There is also a tour of the Beijiu stray band next door. By the way, this stray band...is it the one you have been to before? I remember that you seemed to be a second mention last time?"

"Let's take a look, it seems to be the one I used to, but I have to remind you, this one is really bad. The chief violinist really feels a little sick in his head. I can't understand it at all. I don't know how he got into the chief..."

Everyone glanced at the densely packed posters in low voices, commenting and skimming quickly.

They set a few concerts that they might want to see next, and the talking continued until...

They saw Fu Tiao's poster.

"Fu Diao, Chopin..."

The man who sang bass and bel canto paused, looked at the people around him, and coughed lightly.

"Have you... bought your tickets? Fu Diao actually came to London?"

The voice fell, and everyone was silent for a while.

The leader coughed twice, and whispered, "How long has it been since you paid attention to the music circle?"

"Ah?" The man was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Someone next to him explained: "Don't think about this, Cadogan Concert Hall, a small concert hall with a capacity of 1000 people, do you know how fast the tickets for Fu Tiao sell out? It was sold out a few weeks ago, which is the second half of Fu Tiao The tickets have not been announced yet, otherwise they will have to be sold out."

"Huh? A small concert hall with more than 1000 people? No, I have never held a concert in a concert hall with more than 500 people. How come a concert hall with 1000 people has become a small concert hall?"

"Nonsense, are you kidding here? If you go to buy tickets and find that the tickets sell out so fast, don't you think why this concert hall is so small? It would be great if Fu Tiao could hold a concert at the place opposite our school It's..."

"The Royal Albert Hall? Fu Diao is not up to the level, right? Even if it can be opened, he feels that he will have to wait in line for more than a year. That place is very popular."

"Anyway, he is also the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition. Why can't he reach the level?"

"Oh, I really want to listen to Fu Tiao's concert. Really, why do these people put Fu Tiao's concert posters outside and post them everywhere, it's really annoying..."

"That's right, there are no tickets, and they are still promoting it everywhere. Is this trying to make us envious? This concert hall really doesn't know how to do things."

"Yes! That's right!"

As everyone talked, they unanimously condemned the poor performance of that concert hall.

You obviously used such good paper for publicity and posted posters everywhere, but all the tickets for your concert were sold out.

Isn't this useless propaganda?

Or it can also be said to be hunger marketing.

This kind of business is really disgusting.

The crowd kept cursing at the concert hall, preparing to leave the station and go shopping elsewhere.

It's just that when he was leaving, someone suddenly said.

"By the way... is there such a possibility that Fu Tiao has already come to London? I feel like the time is almost right? Fu Tiao is coming to give a concert this Saturday. He should be near London at this time Yes, after all, you have to enter the venue to test the piano in advance."

"Indeed, according to what you said, it seems that Fu Tiao may have arrived in London, but London is so big, even if Fu Tiao goes to London, it will be difficult for us to meet?"

"Go back and ask in the group, ask whoever met Fu Tiao, and ask them to send us the location. Although you can't listen to Fu Tiao's concert, it's always good to ask Fu Tiao for an autograph."

"Cut, you didn't even buy a concert ticket, so you want to ask Fu Diao for an autograph? If I were Fu Diao, I'd just slap you and tell you to leave!"

"That's right! It's me, I'll let you go."

Everyone was talking, laughing and walking towards the distance.

He didn't notice the slightly ordinary Fu Tiao who was standing behind them.

Fu Tiao watched them go away with a strange expression, not knowing what to say now.

I stood behind them for so long, but they didn't find me, and they said they were going to find me to ask for my autograph.

what is this?
Do you not know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because you are in this mountain?

Or ride a donkey to find a donkey?

Fu Tiao glanced at his clothes.

A simple black long-sleeved down jacket, the one that Fu Diao brought from China before the competition.

It has only been washed once after the game for more than two months, so it looks a bit dusty.

The trousers are simple trousers, with black sneakers, all in black.

Although there is no artistic atmosphere, but it's not that you can't even recognize your own face, right?
Fu Tiao looked at the poster in front of him, and at the few students from the Royal Academy of Music who were chatting in the distance. He didn't know whether he was famous or not, so he just sighed and put it on the table. With the package in the palm of his hand, he turned and left the station, and headed to Cadogan Hall first.

Following the guidance of the map in his hand, he took another transfer and finally stopped near the Cadogan Concert Hall.

This is a pure white church-shaped building, in stark contrast to the surrounding dark red brick buildings.

At first glance, it even looks like a Greek temple.

Incomparably pure white brings a burst of peace of mind.

The Gundam Bell Tower at the end indicates the time with great precision.

when……

when……

when……

When the time arrived on time, the bell rang, and the sound waves oscillated in a small space. The echo and the bell collided with each other, bringing a trace of peace of mind.

Many people around even stopped in their tracks, looked up at the bell tower that was ringing, and remained silent.

I don't know if it's out of curiosity or out of piety.

Fu Tiao carried his package and continued to walk forward a few more steps, arriving in front of the concert hall.

Walking in, the religious atmosphere of this concert hall is stronger.

Although there are no traditional colored glass windows, transparent glass with complicated patterns is still used as decoration.

A sunken corridor is made under the five arches of the outer wall, wrapped by the outer stone fence, and you can watch the preview of the concert hall opposite the corridor from outside the fence.

Fu Tiao's concert is also among them, and occupies a very important position.

In the middle of these arches, a bulge was made, and a small name was hung on the door wall.

"CADOGAN HALL"

Cadogan Hall.

The door of the concert hall is open, even before entering it, Fu Tiao can already see the wooden door inside and the light yellow and warm-toned structure.

It is completely different from the pure white cool-toned structure outside.

A few steps inside, the staff at the ticket office were sitting there reading the newspaper.

Incomparably leisurely.

After all, it was afternoon, not the main time for the performance, only some passers-by came to visit, so he was extremely leisurely.

Fu Tiao stepped into it, looked around, walked to the staff in charge of buying tickets, tapped the table with his knuckles, and asked very gently.

"Hi, I'm the pianist who has an appointment to perform this Saturday night, Fu Diao, where is the pre-performance trial?"

"Ok?"

The man put down the newspaper in his hand, looked Fu Tiao up and down, got up and pointed to the word "office" behind Fu Tiao, and said simply.

"I'm not responsible for these, the person in charge is there, you can go to him."

"Okay, thank you."

After Fu Tiao smiled at the conductor, he walked towards the office, knocked on the door lightly, and walked in with his whole body, the door in front of Fu Tiao opened.

A thin, middle-aged man in a beret, vest and overalls appeared in front of Fu Tiao. He looked about 40 years old. If he had a pipe and a monocle, he might be The stereotyped Englishman.

Unfortunately, he was not smoking a pipe, nor did he have a monocle.

Fu Tiao looked up and down thoughtfully, and just when he was about to speak, the man raised his eyebrows, smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Fu Tiao, and said with a smile.

"You are Dior, right? I'm White. We already know about your arrival. Please come here. We have already placed your piano behind the stage for you in advance."

After that, he stretched out his hand to signal Fu Tiao to get out of the way and let him go out, then he walked forward quickly, leading Fu Tiao towards the concert hall.

Although it is said that this is a small concert hall with only a seat for a thousand people, even so, this concert hall has a small bar and a reception hall.

After quickly passing through the empty lobby, they opened the door and entered the concert hall.

In an instant, a touch of extremely pure white came into Fu Tiao's sight.

This is the Cadogan Hall, a former church concert hall, one of the most holy English London concert halls.

Fu Tiao stepped into it, and the three pianos had been placed in the center of the stage, waiting for his use.

The person in charge kept flipping through the documents in his hand, and said quickly to Fu Tiao.

"Well, there are only three pianos in our place, Steinway D274, Yamaha CFX, and Kawaii's SK-EX. You can try it yourself, choose the piano you like, and sign it here."

"Ok."

Fu Tiao walked forward without any hesitation, came to the piano and dropped a few notes at random, and then ran a scale and melody at random.

Everything is just as he thought.

Just when he was about to come down to sign the specific piano, there was a sudden noise at the door of the concert hall, which sounded like it was from Huaguo.

Fu Tiao looked at it, just as the door was carefully pushed open, several people poked their heads out and whispered.

"Hey, tell me, is Fu Diao in this concert hall right now? I seem to have heard the sound of playing a piano just now?"

"Improbable? After all, Fu Tiao only came to perform on Saturdays. I think he should come to try the piano on Saturdays. He might practice in other places at other times? For example, a Steinway store? How about we go to Steinway first?" Check out the specialty store?"

"Yeah, isn't it too early at this time... huh?"

The voices of the crowd gradually became weaker, and the pupils involuntarily dilated.

Their eyes saw Fu Tiao who was standing in the middle of the stage, preparing to sign his autograph.

"Fuck? Fu Diao?"

(End of this chapter)