pianist from the sea

Chapter 261 I'm Fu Diao, I'm Here for a Concert
The ICE bullet train, which represents the frontier of high-speed bullet train technology, is galloping at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour on the dilapidated railway track.

Even though the distance from Berlin to Essen is only a few hundred kilometers, it still takes three or four hours to reach the edge of the Ruhr area.

Coupled with the fact that ICE stopped halfway and couldn't move because of the scheduling of the train in front of it while walking, the expressions of the three people sitting in the first-class compartment of ICE were not particularly comfortable.

It is obvious that Germany has the most advanced high-speed train technology in the world, but because the government has no money, Siemens has not updated their ICE trains.

At the same time, coupled with the fact that there are so many trains, trucks, and high-speed rails running on the German railways, these vehicles all share the same line, resulting in extremely difficult dispatching, and the loss of vehicles due to the old railways and no money to replace them. There is no way to speed it up.

For all the reasons, their ICE train completely went on strike not far from entering Duisburg in the Ruhr area, lying on the road halfway.

"So...this is your German ICE?"

Zhao Chengzhen, who was not too hot in a windbreaker, looked at Fu Tiao with a very strange expression and asked, "To be honest, when I went from Paris to Berlin, I also took your German ICE, but why does it feel like two people?" A completely different train?"

"I don't know, don't ask me..." Fu Diao felt a little headache looking at the train that was completely stationary, so he could only rub his head and sighed: "I only know about DB (deutsch bahn, German train company) ) are notoriously late, and I don’t know anything else.”

"I can still understand why it's late, but the problem is..."

Zhao Chengzhen got up and looked at the bicycle that easily passed them in the distance, full of doubts.

"The question is how can your bullet train still lie down? Are you really sure this is a bullet train?"

"Germany! It's normal!"

Hamelin, who was sitting next to Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen, smiled and bit a grape from his partner's hand, then turned his head to look at the two who were looking out the window boredly, and poked the glass with a smile.
"After all, precise German craftsmanship! Accurately lying down not far from the station is also a skill!"

"Probably because there is still a car stuck in the front and can't move, and there may be some scheduling problems ahead, causing other cars to get stuck in the middle of the road again, probably so."

Fu Tiao raised his hand and glanced at the phone, then asked the two of them.

"Speaking of which, what do you two plan to play at the Ruhr Piano Festival? I haven't paid much attention to this matter recently, and I spend a lot of time practicing..."

"I'm Debussy, Ravel and some works of the French school."

It seemed that because ICE was lying on the spot, Zhao Chengzhen finally took off his coat and hung it on a hook on the side.

Because it is a first-class seat, the space is more spacious than that of the second-class seat. From the original 22 rows to 1, 2 rows, Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen just sit in single seats, and there is enough space behind them Hang up your clothes.

He fanned the wind with his hands, leaned on the back of the chair, and spread his hands helplessly at Fu Tiao.

"I am a representative of the French School of Music. I originally told my teacher that I planned to continue studying at school and not rush out to give a concert. But because my teacher couldn't find anyone after being invited, he pulled me away. Come to recharge."

When he talked about his teacher, his expression was a little unnatural.

"My teacher is the representative of the French School of Music. He is a little dissatisfied with me because after losing a Chopin International Piano Competition, he suddenly hid and kept concentrating on his own operations. He wanted to drag me out to participate in music everywhere. festival or competition."

"If you don't want to participate in the competition! At the very least, you need to ensure that your concert will not stop! I need you to prepare a 2-hour concert for me in a month, unless you can give You can relax to two months, otherwise you have to give me a concert every month!"

Zhao Chengzhen raised her hand with a very serious expression, and pretended to speak in the tone of his teacher, then her body collapsed suddenly, she looked at Fu Tiao and Hamelin helplessly, and sighed.

"No way, I was directly dragged here to participate in the music festival. I didn't have time to prepare those big pieces, so I randomly found some representative works of the French school, and...a few Chopin pieces to participate in the music festival."

When talking about Chopin, Zhao Chengzhen glanced at Fu Tiao.

It's just that Fu Tiao didn't respond. Instead, he looked at Hamelin and asked him, "What about you? Hamelin?"

"Me? It's easier for me..."

Hamelin looked at Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen laughing, rubbed his hands, pointed to the music score on the table and smiled.

"After I won a few championships, I talked to my teacher and manager a few times, asking about music festivals and the like, to see if they can push me forward. A little bit, and then asked about the Ruhr Music Festival, and after paying a small price, I got into it at the last moment."

When talking about that small price, he raised his little thumb, looked at the two of them and nodded with a smile, and then looked at his partners...they.

A sect disciple with a wealthy family directly sent Zhao Chengzhen to the Ruhr Piano Festival to participate in the music festival.

The other one was purely having money at home, which pushed him into it.

Looking at these two people, Fu Tiao didn't know what to say.

But Hamelin added something to Fu Tiao.

"Oh, by the way, Dior, didn't you just ask me what I will play at this music festival? I still plan to play Chopin, so you can see how well I have studied in the past few months! Let me tell you, my teacher is Praise me for making great progress! I feel that I should be able to surpass your level in the Chopin International Piano Competition at that time, if you have not improved...then be careful."

"Because... my progress is very good!"

After all, Hamelin raised his eyebrows at Fu Tiao, as if he was provocative or joking.

Fu Tiao didn't pay much attention when he heard it, but just smiled at him as well.

"That's a coincidence, my progress is also good."

Hamelin's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he leaned forward ten degrees. Looking at Fu Tiao, he couldn't help asking curiously.

"Then Fu Diao, what is your work for this music festival?"

"Hmm...Brahms, Beethoven, and Chopin, right?" Fu Tiao asked Hamelin.

"Whoa, Beethoven, Chopin! Perfect! I love your choice of compositions!"

Hamelin stood up abruptly, walked up to Fu Tiao, stretched out his hand and said, "Dior, I bought your ticket, don't let me down!"

"Don't worry, I probably won't."

Fu Tiao smiled at him, and reached out to shake his hand.

click...

The vehicle moved slowly again, probably because the traffic in front finally became smooth, and the vehicle also slid into the predetermined track after a short slide.

"Station ahead, Duisburg."

Accompanied by the staff's ambiguous arrival accent, the vehicle finally stopped and the door slowly opened.

The city's main railway station covered with green gauze decorations appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Chengzhen picked up his luggage, put on his original overcoat to cover up his slightly thin body, waved at Fu Diao, and said with a smile.

"Fu Tiao, then I'll play first, and see you later at the music."

"goodbye!"

After saying hello to Fu Diao Hamelin, he got out of the car first.

Although the distance between these cities is very close, it takes about ten minutes to travel from one city to another by rail transit.

But because of the need to practice in advance, everyone chose to live in their own city.

After seeing Zhao Chengzhen leave, Hamelin wanted to talk to Fu Tiao about other things.

It's just a pity that he thought about it for a long time and didn't know what he should talk about.

It seems impossible to talk about music, talk about hobbies, he has no idea what Fu Tiao likes.

You can't talk to Fu Diao about how cute his partner is, how fierce and powerful he is at night, right?
Looking at Fu Tiao's appearance, he should have a partner, but it seems that East Asians don't like to discuss such things, so he can only shrug at Fu Tiao, return to his position, and chat with his partner For a while.

After the vehicles in front were completely evacuated, the high-speed rail was finally able to move forward again.

Although it can only maintain a speed of 60-80 and move slowly on this old railroad track, it is much easier to use than the previous lying nest.

It took only five or six minutes to travel from Duisburg to Essen next door.

Accompanied by the inarticulate sound of announcing the station, Fu Diao also lifted his clothes, smiled and nodded at Hamelin.

"Then I'll go down first, and see you later at the music."

"See you later at the music!"

Hamelin waved goodbye to Fu Tiao with the two partners around him.

They headed to the next stop, Mülheim.

And Fu Diao came to the city of Essen alone.

He stood at the main fire in Essen, looking at everything around him, feeling a little lost for a moment.

Everything is not much different from two months ago. It is still so dilapidated, full of gray and black industrial aesthetics, and there are not many bright colors in sight.

The previous "confrontation" between Lang Liangyue and Kissin did not form any sense of influence, even the residents of this city did not feel it.

but……

Does that really count as confrontation?

Fu Diao looked at the place where he and Lang Liangyue ordered coffee before, couldn't help laughing suddenly, and shook his head slowly.

At the beginning, Akadi played with all his strength, which made many people lose the opportunity to compete for the best player of the year.

Kissing is still a relatively hardworking group, and he will choose to use his best to perform works that can be compared with Arkadi.

It's just a pity that in the end it was still missing a little bit, and his performance was not perfect.

On the other hand, Lang Liangyue seemed to be completely open.

After confirming that he could not play Arkadi, he did not choose to play with the same strategy as Kissing, and went to fight with Kissing to compete for the best rookie position this year.

Instead, he chose to play normally, playing new records he was planning to sell.

"Lang Liangyue in Paris"

A record that can't be considered excellent, but good, listenable, and passable.

He is not good at Chopin in it, but he still tries hard to interpret it well.

Fu Tiao didn't like this, so instead of meeting Lang Liangyue, he left directly and went back to school to study and study again.

After confirming that my level has reached the level I wanted, I returned to this stage again, the stage of the Ruhr Music Festival.

Although the backstage at the Ruhr Music Festival told me that he was able to enter the music festival because he played well in Chopin, won the championship in the Chopin International Piano Competition, and was recommended by his teacher and agent.

But obviously, I was able to enter the Ruhr Music Festival not because I won the Chopin International Piano Competition, but because of my teacher and agent.

And this opportunity, for many people, is actually only once.

If you don't perform well the first time, and the overall quality of the festival goes down, then it will be very difficult for you to get invited again.

So in fact, for Fu Tiao, this is the only challenge.

Not just a challenge for myself, but also a challenge for Lang Liangyue.

He wants Lang Liangyue to know what Chopin is and what it means to respect the stage.

as well as……

Lang Liangyue is not invincible to herself.

After Fu Tiao took a deep breath, he stepped out again.

After checking in at the hotel that was still not much different from last time, he carried his luggage and walked towards the concert hall.

Lang Liangyue's avatar has been taken down at some point, and it's unknown how many different performers have been changed in the middle.

But now, on the walls of the Essen concert hall, there will be only one person's head.

That is Fu Diao.

Only Fu Diao's head is here.

On the pure black background reflecting the light is a photo of Fu Tiao's side face. I don't know when it was taken when Fu Tiao was playing.

His eyes were long, looking into the distance, with a calm expression.

The arms are raised slightly, as if breathing musically.

Although there may be a bit of boasting in it, Fu Tiao was attracted by himself the first time he saw his photo.

This photo was taken so well that Fu Tiao couldn't help touching his face, wondering if he was as handsome as in the photo.

Did that group of people post photos of themselves?

Fu Tiao couldn't help but think so.

Around his photo is a circle of red, like hot magma-like steel, covering his surroundings.

The city microcosm of the Ruhr area is built into the white keys of the piano, which is connected to the symbol of the Ruhr Music Festival.

On the magma-like red, his personal information was written.

2016, June 6.

Essen Concert Hall.

Fu tune.

The three lines of information represent his position in the Ruhr Music Festival.

He looked around, maybe because he was in a hurry before, he suddenly found that this huge photo was not the only one around the concert hall.

Instead, there are many, many other posters also pasted around the concert hall, announcing the arrival of Fu Tiao to everyone.

Seeing such a scene, Fu Tiao was a little dazed for a while.

This is much higher than the standard of the previous European tour.

But soon, Fu Tiao felt relieved.

That's right, after all, the Ruhr Piano Festival is also a world-renowned piano festival, no matter how you say it, the strength of the people is here, and it would be strange if the scene is not big.

And before, Mingming Kissing, Arkady, and Lang Liangyue were in the same scene, and he was no worse than them, why should he be shocked?

click...

There was a commotion in the house, and a group of staff members in black suits came out talking and laughing, and skillfully took out a bit of tobacco from their pockets, licked the cigarette paper in their palms with their tongues, and wrapped it with the filter tip Finally, skillfully ignited and took a breath.

The expressions are extremely joyful, as if they are discussing and exchanging something.

Fu Tiao thought for a while, and took two steps forward. Just as he was about to speak, the staff member noticed Fu Tiao's route, immediately took two steps forward, raised his hand to stop Fu Tiao, and by the way used another Taking the cigarette butt out of his mouth with one hand, and extinguishing it with one hand, he restored the elegance of the concert hall staff and smiled at Fu Tiao.

"Sorry, sir, the concert hall is not in music now. If you have any questions, please contact our staff. If you are planning to listen to the concert, please come back when the concert starts. Thank you for your cooperation. "

"No, I'm not here for the concert." Fu Tiao shook his head at the staff.

The staff was taken aback.

He glanced at Fu Tiao and frowned slightly.

He always felt that Fu Tiao looked a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen Fu Tiao, so he could not help but bared his teeth, took a light breath, and asked with a tusk.

"Um... so, what are you doing here?"

Before he knew it, he had already used honorifics when facing Fu Tiao.

Fu Tiao didn't blame the staff for not recognizing him, but took two steps back, pointed at his far-reaching eyes looking into the distance, and couldn't help smiling.

"No, look at that."

"Look at that?"

The staff froze for a moment, followed Fu Tiao's fingers to look at the wall of the concert hall, and a huge poster appeared in front of him.

He knew this poster, and he and his colleagues put up this poster together, so he was naturally familiar with it.

When he was about to ask Fu Tiao what's wrong with the poster, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

He found that the face on the poster was extremely similar to the face of the person in front of him, as if it was carved out of the same touch.

He suddenly thought of something, looked at Fu Tiao with a hint of embarrassment and disbelief, just when he was about to say something, Fu Tiao had already opened the mouth to him with a smile.

"I'm Fu Diao, and I'm here for a concert."

(End of this chapter)