pianist from the sea

Chapter 275 Fu Tiao wets his body (X
Lang Liangyue's inexplicable apology made everyone stunned. They didn't expect that Lang Liangyue would actually apologize to Fu Tiao?
No one has guessed the reason, some are just full of bewilderment.

What happened, and why did Lang Liangyue apologize?
Lang Liangyue didn't explain, and Fu Diao didn't respond because he didn't have a Weibo account.

All of a sudden, there was a turmoil, and everyone was speculating about the grievances between Fu Tiao and Lang Liangyue, and some people even drove out some years of Lang Liangyue and Fu Tiao overnight.

It's just that Fu Tiao didn't know about these things at all.

He didn't know that during the time when he was sleeping, the content about Lang Liangyue's apology on the hot list in China directly rose to the top ten of the list.

He just stayed at home alone, sleeping, resting, and was going to see if there was anything delicious in Essen. After getting a little something to eat, he went back to Berlin directly from Essen.

It was precisely because his concert was over that he was able to ignore everything and sleep until the alarm clock rang at eight o'clock in the morning.

He turned off the noisy mobile phone casually, and after regaining consciousness on the bed, he got up and walked to the corner of the room, and pressed a cup of simple capsule coffee for himself.

Not espresso, just a slightly weak cup of morning coffee.

Fu Diao didn't know the specific name of this type of coffee. It didn't say cappuccino or latte, just a simple morning coffee, about 100ml.

The coffee was steaming, Fu Tiao rubbed his shoulders, his eyes scattered without distance.

After the coffee stopped dripping, he just woke up like a dream, reached out to take the ceramic cup, walked unsteadily to the window of the hotel where he lived, and stretched out his hand to pull it away.

Whoa!
The originally dim room was suddenly filled with light, and the entire city appeared in front of him without any cover.

only……

It still looks a bit bleak, and today's weather is not particularly good. Just like the normal weather in Germany, it is still filled with gray fog, and it is a very normal cloudy day.

There was no rare sunshine because Fu Tiao performed a divine performance yesterday.

It is precisely because of this that the whole city looks gray, which is not particularly clear for people to see.

Fu Diao didn't feel anything special, he just raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms, and sipped the coffee in his mouth bit by bit. With the bitterness and the support of caffeine, he finally woke up from just now. out of the predicament.

"Yawn... This performance is really tiring. I have slept for so long, but I am still so tired..."

With the last drop of coffee in the cup being drank by Fu Tiao, Fu Tiao just breathed a sigh of relief, threw the coffee cup aside, and twisted his body.

Fatigue and sleepiness were still surging in his body.

He glanced at his phone, which had been set to a constant so he could see the time very clearly.

Around [-]:[-] in the morning.

Because of the time difference, the current domestic time should be a quarter past two in the afternoon.

As for the beautiful country on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, the current time is a quarter past two in the middle of the night.

Seeing so many mails piled up, even though he could only see how many messages he had received because he hadn't unlocked them, he probably knew what those letters wanted to say to him.

If I guessed correctly, it should basically be all about his divine performance last night.

And the vast majority of them should congratulate and praise him.

This is not something to be proud of, but a consensus in the circle.

When a person plays an absolutely powerful work, it is like a person in the scientific research circle has made some achievements. Whether you know him or not, you will definitely send some words of congratulations to that person.

But looking at hundreds of messages...

Fu Tiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was inexplicably suspicious.

Do I really know so many people in the classical music circle?Or did some people send him more than one message?
He thought for a while, but couldn't think of an answer, so he shook his head.

Standing in front of the window, he slightly stretched his latissimus dorsi, pulled his bones and pectoral muscles, and his mouth couldn't help but deflate.

Sure enough, I went to bed as soon as I got home last night, and the consequences of not taking a shower and going to bed came out.

Waking up in the morning is sticky all over, not comfortable at all.

I originally thought about seeing what those emails said, but now I feel like it’s better to rinse them first, otherwise I’ll feel sticky looking at the congratulations and congratulations from those people, which will always feel disrespectful.

This sticky feeling made him immediately take off his clothes and go into the bathroom to rinse.

The cold liquid washed over his body, washing away all the dust and sweat on his body, making his originally chaotic brain completely awake at this moment.

Everything from last night reappeared in his mind.

Sure enough, I succeeded, I successfully played a god-level scene, my control of music has reached the peak that I can achieve, everything in the music is under my control, and it has become extraordinarily perfect.

Some details that he had not remembered originally also appeared in his mind.

He suddenly remembered the people he saw during the performance yesterday, no, to be precise, it should be the people he saw when he got up to thank him.

Taking Lang Liangyue at the front as an example, he still remembers the twitching corners of Lang Liangyue's mouth at that time, and the way he stood up first to congratulate himself at the end.

It was obviously something that just happened yesterday, but for some reason it seemed extraordinarily dreamy.

I actually succeeded in convincing Lang Liangyue, this is really...

"Hey hey... cool!"

Fu Diao applied lotion on his muscles, and the more he thought about it, the corners of his mouth raised in excitement.

I couldn't believe the state of my performance yesterday, as if I was in a dream. Is this a god-level scene?Sure enough, no wonder the group of people said that the god-level scene was like a dream, and it was only by luck that they had the chance to touch it.

It is not at all that you can play a god-level live just because you want to play a god-level live.

At that time, Fu Tiao was still a little puzzled, how could it be possible?

Can you successfully play once and remember that feeling?Why is there a situation where there is no way to copy it?

Now he knows it completely, because your whole brain didn't have the energy to pay attention to your own performance at that time. All you thought about at that time was how to play your own music better and how to make it more perfect.

So when Fu Diao left the stage, he also had in his head how to make the concert more perfect, not how he played it at that time.

So when he returned to the house and woke up from a tired sleep, everything became extraordinarily reasonable.

He also forgot how he played it.

If he was asked to do it again, Fu Tiao would be [-]% sure that he would not be able to play the god-level live performance he played before.

Because at that time, besides the right time, place and people, there was another very important thing in it.

That was the anger in his heart.

He particularly wants to play a certain feeling of music, and he is particularly obsessed with certain things. All these are integrated into his music, forcing him to play a certain feeling of music.

Now he succeeded, playing the feeling he wanted, but the breath naturally dissipated.

Unless he surges up that energy again, and surges up with sincerity, but not for the sake of surging up, then it is possible for him to play a god-level live performance again.

Thinking of this, Fu Diao wanted to laugh even more.

My performance yesterday was actually a god-level live performance!So in other words, since yesterday, I have officially been able to enter among the top pianists?

This dreamlike feeling is really cool.

He thought about it, stretched out his hand to turn on the cold water and rinsed away the shower gel on his body, then wiped away the remaining water droplets on his body, and walked out of the bathroom, but he did not expect that his cell phone kept yelling over there.

Just after he paused for a moment, not even a second passed before he began to squirm crazily and roar again, reminding him that he didn't know how many calls had come in.

Fu Diao couldn't help but be startled when he looked at his cell phone. He quickly threw the towel aside, reached out to pick up the phone and connected it.

Before he could speak, the person on the phone asked directly.

"Dior! Dior Dior, is that you? Let me ask you a question, do you know why Lang Liangyue apologized to you?"

"what?"

Fu Tiao was taken aback for a moment, looking at the phone a little puzzled for a while, he couldn't help hesitating and said, "Uh...you are?"

"I am? Didn't you recognize who I am? Dio, it's really sad. Has our relationship faded like this? We've fought together..."

"..."

Fu Tiao was silent, and he began to wonder whether to hang up the phone.

The person on the other side of the phone realized this and immediately added: "I am Hamelin, Richard Hamelin. I participated in the Chopin International Piano Competition with you before, and I won No. 3. do you remember?"

"Oh, it's you..."

Fu Tiao put down his hand that was about to hang up the phone, lay on the bed half wet, and turned on the phone to the loudspeaker.

He asked while scrolling through the messages on his phone.

"What did you just say? Why did Lang Liangyue apologize to me? I didn't understand..."

"Lang Liangyue! He sent a special message on your Huaguo channel, praising your performance, and then at the end of the message, he made a sincere apology to you and said sorry, oh no, not only Not only in China, but also in other places, my God, Dior, please tell me, what happened between you, I am really curious, I really want to know what happened between you story!"

"Lang Liangyue... apologize?"

Fu Tiao could not help but frown as he listened to Hamelin's boasting to him and flipped through the information in his hand.

He suddenly discovered that the emails received on his mobile phone were not all congratulations to him as he had imagined.

Except for about dozens of top-level bosses who know there congratulating him on his successful performance, and text messages sent to him by a dozen people who seem to be familiar with him, most of the other emails are asking him about The matter of Lang Liangyue.

The most famous one among them is his former jazz teacher, Kapustin.

Everyone has the desire to eat melon, even Kapustin is no exception.

Fu Diao had starred Kapustin's mailbox before, so Kapustin's email appeared on top of all emails.

"Hello Dior

It’s really been a long time since I saw you, time flies so fast, I even have a little bit of nostalgia, nostalgia for the time we played together in the past, that time was really beautiful, when I returned to Moscow During that time, I have been paying attention to your news, and I am very excited after seeing you have performed so many concerts successfully, and I even feel as if I have also successfully performed concerts.

I don't know if you have time to continue practicing the piano recently?Practice what I gave you earlier about my etude?If there is no practice, although I can accept it, I will still feel a little bit sad.

Oh, by the way, it doesn’t matter if you haven’t practiced, because I will give you a very big surprise in a short time. As for what this surprise is, please stay tuned!

Okay, sorry, I like to talk too much when I get old, but after talking so much, I can finally get to the point, Dior, you are really very good, I heard from my friend that you successfully performed a god-level scene The thing, this is very remarkable, this is something that many first-line pianists can’t accomplish in their lifetime, even I am the same, although I can write a lot of works, but my live performance can only be said to be good, but never The method is perfect!
And you, my friend, Dior!you did it!Perfect performance, you have become the No.1 of the younger generation!You went above and beyond what we all could have imagined!I really congratulate you from the bottom of my heart. I specifically asked my Huaguo students how they would praise your peak performance in Huaguo. He told me one word...

Awesome! 【This is written in Chinese】

Dior, you are so niu bi!I can't describe your performance in words. I really hope that I can celebrate with you at the scene, but it's a pity that I can't get to the scene in time. It's a pity, Dior. It was a privilege to be able to listen to it live.

In addition, I want to ask, what happened between you and Lang Liangyue, why would he want to apologize to you?If the question is too personal, you can leave it alone, no questions asked.

Finally, I hope I can get your reply as soon as possible.

Best regards.

Kapustin"

Kapustin came up and wrote him a long paragraph of blessings and congratulations, but at the end of the email, he still asked about Lang Liangyue out of curiosity.

Apparently, even Kapustin was a little curious.

It’s not just Kapustin.

Fu Tiao slowly looked through the emails in his Google mailbox, and found that most of the people were the same as Kapustin.

I was praising and congratulating myself on my performance before, and finally I asked myself what happened to me and Lang Liangyue.

Seeing all this, Fu Diao couldn't help being curious about what Lang Liangyue said.

On the phone, Hamelin was still talking about his ideas with Fu Tiao, for example, let Fu Tiao and Lang Liangyue stir up the heat and form a confrontation, don't explain it, let the audience guess, but you must tell him what it is situation and the like.

"So I said, Dior, what happened to you and Lang Liangyue, why did Lang Liangyue apologize, Dior, please tell me, you didn't say a word, it really made me feel very sad It's hairy."

"Is there such a possibility... I didn't even read Lang Liangyue's message, I just woke up..."

Fu Diao laughed helplessly. Hamelin was stunned for a moment, but before Hamelin could speak, Fu Diao spoke directly.

"However, I probably know why he apologized to me."

When the two of them were chatting, Fu Diao flipped the mail to the front part, where he saw a short message from Lang Liangyue.

"Fu Tiao, I'm sorry, sometimes performances are not something you can climb to the god level if you want to. Although I intend to show the most perfect state, sometimes I still need to make concessions for my own career, so I I’m really sorry that I chose that set of works and gave up climbing in the end.”

It was very short, but Lang Liangyue sincerely explained to him the reason why he did not choose to confront Arkadi. With the final apology, Fu Tiao suddenly remembered why he was in a hurry to play the superlative scene.

Because Lang Liangyue was bad.

At the beginning, he vowed to himself that he would fight against Kissin, that he was a man who was going to become the king of the piano, and that he would work hard to perform superbly.

But in the end, he came up with a set of works that lacked much sincerity.

It is true that Lang Liangyue's Tchaikovsky is good, but his Chopin is really hard to describe.

This is also the main reason why Fu Diao played a god-level scene.

"Hey, hello, Dio, are you still there? It's strange, the signal is not good? Isn't it? I just changed my mobile phone..."

Hamelin on the other end of the phone muttered softly, but Fu Tiao couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and spoke to him.

"I'm here, it's okay. I thought about how I should reply to Lang Liangyue. This matter is actually not that complicated. It's just a small obsession of mine, that's all."

"Obsession? What obsession..."

Before Hamelin finished speaking, Fu Tiao hung up and opened Lang Liangyue's email.

He thought about it, entered some words and then deleted them again, repeated this several times, and finally decided what he should say.

After taking a deep breath, he replied to Lang Liangyue.

"It's okay, but... maybe I should thank you too."

After the email was sent, Fu Tiao copied it and threw it to his brokerage company in Huaguo, asking them to respond for him.

As a result, before he finished sending the message, Lang Liangyue's reply arrived.

Lang Liangyue: ";)"

(End of this chapter)