pianist from the sea

Chapter 263 Fu Tiao
A dense crowd gathered outside the concert hall, handed over their respective tickets to the staff standing at the door, and walked towards the center of the concert hall excitedly.

This time, just like Lang Liangyue's previous concert, they completely opened up the fourth floor of the concert hall for all audiences to listen to Fu Tiao's performance.

Compared with the previous concert that Fu Tiao participated in with only 1000 people, the number of people in this concert directly reached the level of 1500 or even 2000 people.

Different numbers of people and different sizes bring completely different concert experiences, and for pianists, there are also completely different interpretation methods.

It’s just that for some reason, the door of the concert hall has not been opened. It didn’t open until half an hour before the start of the concert, allowing the crowd who had been crowded at the entrance of the concert hall to enter.

The vast majority of people crowded at the bar in the middle of the concert hall to chat and drink quietly, while the audience who were closer to the concert hall listened to the noise coming from the room, and probably knew the reason.

Fu Diao practiced the piano in it.

It can be heard from the sound in the house that he practiced piano in the concert hall until one hour before the concert.

It was almost now that Fu Tiao got up, went back to his personal lounge to rest, and waited for the concert to start.

Although I don't know what kind of works Fu Tiao can show to everyone in this concert, but I feel that Fu Tiao attaches great importance to this concert, and the expectations in everyone's hearts are even more surging.

When Fu Tiao put away the sheet music in his hand and walked to the backstage of the concert hall to find a place to sit down, the staff of the concert hall looked at Fu Tiao who was meditating, and couldn't help but speak.

"Mr. Fu..."

"Huh?" Fu Tiao raised his head, looked at the staff member in front of him, and couldn't help asking.

"what's the matter?"

"No, it's okay..." The staff hesitated to speak, finally gritted their teeth, and asked Fu Tiao: "Although I feel a little uncomfortable, I still want to ask, I heard that everyone is Say you're trying to play that god-level live, is that right?"

"You can't say that..."

Fu Tiao shook his head slightly, and explained to him: "The god-level scene is not something that I can play just as I want, but needs the right time, place and people, and the integration of many aspects to play a god-level scene."

"However, many of them are discussing this matter..." Although the staff heard Fu Tiao's explanation, they always felt that it was not quite in line with his imagination, so they couldn't help saying.

"Everyone feels that you will be able to play that kind of god-level scene today. Many people are looking forward to it. Many of my friends are discussing this matter with me and asking me if I have any inside information."

"Can I have any inside information, can I play it, or I can decide by myself?" Fu Tiao smiled, nodded at him, got up and straightened his clothes, and said casually: "However, I probably With a little feeling, I know how to play."

As Fu Tiao entered the backstage of the concert hall, the staff in front had already started to let people in. The dense crowd poured into the concert hall in an instant, looking for their own seats to sit down, chatting with each other in low voice, looking forward to discussing Fu Tiao's next steps playing.

Therefore, even in the background, the extremely noisy sound outside the concert hall can be heard.

Even though the sound insulation in the backstage was very good, blocking countless speakers from outside the door, it still seemed a little noisy.

Hearing all this, Fu Tiao couldn't help sighing.

However, he did not go back to his lounge to rest, but got up, rubbed his head, and walked to the fat host who stood behind the backstage door of the concert hall and was arranging his clothes. Smiling and nodding at him.

"I'm ready and ready to play anytime."

"Okay, Dior, I am very glad that you can stand on this stage. You are great. I like your works very much, especially your Chopin. I hope we can continue to cooperate next time."

The host seemed to have heard the discussion between Fu Tiao and the staff just now, and couldn't help but smile and said.

"This time, apart from the first two works by Brahms, the works you are going to play are Beethoven's Passionate Sonata and Chopin's Ballade, right?"

"Yes."

Fu Tiao nodded, took a deep breath, then smiled at him and said, "Only these works."

"Okay, I know."

The host nodded, turned around and walked to the edge of the backstage of the concert hall, and made some inquiries with other staff members.

At this moment, almost everyone has entered the concert hall, and the time has just come to 55:[-].

Except for the staff members, there seemed to be no audience outside the hall, and everyone had already arrived in the concert hall.

That being the case...

"Turn down the lights, the concert is ready to start." The host said to the staff in charge of lighting and sound.

click...

The lights in the room gradually dimmed, and everyone's attention in the concert hall was instantly drawn to the stage.

Under everyone's gaze, the host with a big belly took a deep breath, picked up the microphone at hand, got up with a smile, walked in front of everyone, and spoke to them.

"Dear classical music lovers, our parents, good evening, I am very glad to meet you again in the Essen Concert Hall, since our last meeting..."

After the host said the words he didn't know how many times to everyone, he suddenly couldn't help but be taken aback.

His eyes caught the audience off the stage.

Under normal circumstances, he should not have noticed the audience. After all, the lights on the stage were very bright, and his eyes were a little dazzled by the light.

And off the stage, it's a relatively dim one. If you don't pay special attention, it's actually hard to tell who the group of people off the stage is.

However, he saw...

No, to be precise, it was because he was too familiar with those people and had worked with them several times, so he recognized them.

First of all, Lang Liangyue, who was sitting directly in front of him, was smiling and waving at the host. He seemed to notice that the host had noticed him, and couldn't help grinning.

And next to Lang Liangyue was his assistant, or also a pianist, Gina Alice.

Now many people are saying that she and Lang Liangyue are flirting with each other, and they may become husband and wife.

And not far behind the two were the two people he only came into contact with yesterday.

Zhao Chengzhen, and Hamelin.

These two people were advertised to be beaten to death, but they didn't expect these two people to sit together, chatting casually with smiles on their faces.

As for what they were talking about, he didn't quite know.

As for a little further away, although it wasn't too far away, it was probably in the fourth or fifth row, where he saw more acquaintances.

On the first day, he won everyone's praise with a god-level live performance, and even faintly became the best performer of the year, Arkady.

Kissin was sitting beside Arkady, as if he was asking for some advice, but Arkadi didn't resist, and explained something to Kisin with a smile.

Arkady also seemed to have noticed that the host was looking at him, and immediately raised his hand, waving at him, indicating that he now knew that the host was looking at him.

Seeing Arkadi like this, the corner of the host's mouth couldn't help twitching, he shook his head slightly, put Akadi's performance aside, and continued to read his opening remarks.

"I also need to thank our team, those who have helped us to develop the Ruhr Festival to what it is today in just a few decades..."

As he was talking, he felt something was wrong again, and he noticed someone who was particularly far away.

In fact, it wasn't that he wanted to pay attention, but that someone had just entered.

It's fine if it's an ordinary person, ordinary people don't deserve his attention, but the person who just came in is too conspicuous, dazzling, and even made his tone a little dull.

The person who just came in is Argerich?

If there was no one else with such long, shaggy gray-black hair and a sackcloth, it would be the Argerich he imagined.

The host obviously remembered that Argerich seemed to be giving a concert elsewhere in the past few days, but she unexpectedly came over during her concert to listen to Fu Tiao's concert?

What is this concept?Argerich actually carried his nearly 70-year-old body on the train bumping all the way for Fu Tiao's concert?
Even my own mother is not so brave, is she?

Anyway, the host felt that if he was about Argerich's age, even if he met a pianist he liked to play, he would not choose to listen, but would choose to rest.

After all, at such an old age, maybe half of the people who walk accidentally will be gone at some point, so it is better to be careful.

Seeing Argerich's arrival, the host was a little speechless for a while, and didn't even know what to say. He could only cough a few times, and then choked on his own saliva.

Beside Argerich, when she just sat down, a man with white hair stood up and hugged her.

If there is no mistake, this person should be Barenboim. Apart from him, there should be no one else who can be so close to Argerich.

Since Argerich and Barenboim both come over, then...

At this time, the host was not in a hurry to finish his speech, but began to look around at everything around him, and then couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, as he imagined, not only Argerich, Barenboim, but also others.

Among the group of people behind him, he saw Zimmerman who was extremely elegant, even though he was dressed in ordinary clothes, but couldn't hide his noble temperament.

Come, all come.

Basically everyone he could imagine came.

Come to this venue with nearly 2000 people, come to listen to the concert of this young man named Fu Tiao, and listen to his live performance that may reach the god level.

Some people may think that this is a flattery, so that the group of bigwigs can watch the birth of a new legendary pianist.

But in fact, no one here has such an idea. Everyone is watching Fu Tiao with only expectation in their eyes.

They support any first-line pianist to charge towards their top position in the world, and support them to bring more fresh blood to classical music.

They don't feel that Fu Tiao is a top pianist and feel angry, angry, and feel that he has touched their interests.

They will only be excited, delighted, and happy that after so many years, a newcomer has appeared.

Even if it fails, it will not be too uncomfortable. After all, it is not so easy to achieve a god-level scene or a god-level album, and disappointment is always the majority.

The scene at this moment, in the eyes of the host in front of him, far exceeds the first concert of the Ruhr Piano Festival just started.

At that time, it was only a small venue with about a thousand people. Even if there were many top pianists, it was just average.

But now there are a lot of well-known and unknown pianists in this large venue with nearly [-] people. The top group of pianists may only be a few who have recently fallen ill, and everyone else is present.

Judging from the current appearance, the grandeur of the scene far exceeds Arkadi's god-level scene before.

Originally, the host didn't have any expectations for Fu Tiao's concert, but now seeing so many people looking forward to it, he couldn't help feeling excited.

I began to look forward to today's concert, what kind of shock it could bring to him.

He quickly finished his presiding speech, bowed vigorously to everyone, and then walked towards the backstage.

Backstage at this moment, Fu Tiao has already made all the preparations.

He looked at the piano on the stage without saying a word.

He had only the piano in sight, and music in his thoughts.

He has already felt the feeling of coming out when he is practicing, and he always feels that there is only a layer of membrane between him and a certain state.

There's just no way to break it.

He could only dabble outside, sliding out constantly, unable to find the most accurate feeling.

But with so many slides, he felt as if he had found that feeling, and found his idea of ​​how to interpret this piece of work.

Now everyone was looking at him expectantly, waiting for his performance, and this anticipation made the surge in his heart even more powerful.

"Dior!"

The host turned off the microphone in his hand and walked to the backstage of the concert hall. He threw the microphone aside and nodded to Fu Tiao. He stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes to let the heat dissipate. Then he spoke to Fu Tiao.

"Dior, you are ready to go on stage, the stage is ready for you, waiting for your arrival."

"Okay, thank you."

Fu Tiao opened his eyes and smiled at the host.

"I hope my performance tonight can satisfy you."

"I will listen carefully to your performance."

After Fu Diao smiled with the host, the host stepped aside.

Fu Diao was empty in front of the stage, and the lights were sprinkled between the backstage door and the stage, forming a bright and sunny avenue.

Under everyone's gaze, Fu Tiao loosened the buttons on his wrist, nodded to all the staff around him, and walked out.

Whoa!
There was a loud applause.

Not only the applause in the concert hall, but also the staff behind them also raised their hands to Fu Tiao, looking forward to Fu Tiao's performance.

The lights were so bright that Fu Tiao couldn't even see the people around him clearly.

but……

Under such light, he could see the dense crowd around him very clearly.

Everyone was applauding for him and looking forward to his performance.

"Phew... unexpectedly a little nervous for no reason."

Looking at everything around him, Fu Tiao couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, smiled at himself, and shook his head slightly.

With a smile on his face, he waved vigorously to everyone around the stage, bowed, thanked them for coming, and thanked them for listening to his performance.

Afterwards, amidst the warmer applause from the crowd, he walked to the piano and sat down without any hesitation. After sorting out everything, he stretched out his hands and put them in front of the piano, motionless. .

Although there were no words, the moment he stretched out his fingers, the concert hall became extremely quiet, and no one dared to make any noise at this time.

Fu Tiao, what kind of works will be played out?

Is it the same as before, becoming the top performers among the first-line pianists?

or……

At this moment, the world is famous, becoming the youngest god-level live performer, competing with Arkadi for the best throne of this year, and even having the opportunity to become the youngest best newcomer at the Ruhr Piano Festival.

No one knows, but either way, it's proof that they'll enjoy what they're going to hear tonight.

Under everyone's gaze, Fu Tiao raised his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly, and pressed down hard.

Bang, beep, beep, bang, bang, bang...

One of Brahms' two Rhapsodys, op79-1, Rhapsody in B minor.

Full of strong Brahms flavor, the chord explosion in the music was vividly displayed in front of everyone.

Just after hearing the first ear, everyone knew that this work was the work of Brahms.

The aesthetic feeling in the music is even more explosive, the music beauty feeling as thick as boiling fog enveloped everyone, and even felt a little bit of difficulty in breathing.

At this moment, everyone felt something was wrong.

Although Fu Tiao did not show that kind of god-level scene at the beginning of the performance, it is obvious that Fu Tiao's performance at the beginning is far from what ordinary first-line pianists can explain clearly.

Under his performance, the sense of beauty, rhythm, fluency, and Brahms in the music gathered together and interpreted the piece in front of them, Brahms Rhapsody .

perfect.

The first reaction anyone can imagine is perfection.

If you don't discuss the perfection beyond the god-level live god-level album.

Only those top pianists can show the perfection.

At this moment, their minds seemed to have lost their minds, staring at Fu Tiao in front of them, listening to his performance.

And in their hearts, they no longer have any idea that they must hear Fu Tiao's god-level scene.

The performance in front of him is not inferior to the god-level scene at all.

Even if you didn't hear the god-level live performance tonight, but just heard Fu Tiao's performance, it's not worth the trip. Such a performance is not something they can buy with a simple 80 euros.

If they are asked to pay for this piano, they even feel that they should give at least 120 euros, or even a higher price.

However, they didn't know that such a work was just a simple appetizer for Fu Tiao's concerts, and Fu Tiao didn't pay much attention to the works.

In the last one or two months, he has put all his attention on other works, not these two Brahms works.

What they didn't even know was that when Fu Tiao was playing Brahms, he suddenly felt a unique feeling, a feeling that was hard to express in words.

It was as if heaven and man were in touch, and everything in the music seemed to be presented in front of him.

And that film seems to be looming.

Just waiting for his stabbing.

(End of this chapter)