pianist from the sea

Chapter 292 Looking forward to it like a proposal
This time, it can be regarded as the final end.

With the playing of the last chord, the concert came to an end here.

This is a short concert, only about an hour.

Everything displayed in this concert alone was enough to shock everyone present.

Whether it was Camilo's ability to unify the band, Mira who was able to support the entire band, or Taha who was responsible for the main melody, they all gave everyone present a brand new impression.

Strong, powerful enough to match Fu Tiao.

Many viewers who did not know these three people also got to know the three people in the string section at this moment.

Only Fu Tiao...

All I can say is that it perfectly matches everyone's thoughts about him.

After all, basically all the people present were transferred here because of Fu.

The name of this concert is Fu Tiao and his friends, not Mira, Taha, or Camilo and his friends.

So the main thing everyone wants to hear is Fu Diao.

And Fu Diao lived up to the expectations of everyone present.

In the chamber music work Piano Quartet, he demonstrated his strong ability to control classical music.

can only say……

"As expected of Fu Tiao!"

Ruth stood up off the stage and followed the audience around him, applauding vigorously and thanking the four Fu tuners for their performance.

Just as he had thought at the beginning, he had been preparing to write a special report on Fu Diao from the beginning.

Now I heard Fu Tiao's performance and saw the superb performance of the four of them.

Ruth felt that there was a lot to write about in this report.

This report will also attract a lot of attention.

After all, the Salzburg Festival runs from July to September.

And now it’s just the beginning of the Salzburg Music Festival.

I need to rush out a manuscript and deal with my editor-in-chief.

Therefore, while applauding, he stood up and walked to the side. When no one noticed, he quickly ran outside the concert hall.

He was going to stop Fu Tiao.

The same was true for Argerich, who was sitting not far away from him.

After listening to Fu Diao's performance, she stood up without any hesitation and walked towards the direction behind her.

The daughter and manager beside her were stunned and quickly followed behind her.

The daughter gave the agent a look. The agent hesitated for a moment, then approached Argerich and asked.

"Marta, what's wrong? Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"Dior, he played very well!"

Argerich said as he walked outside.

The words were so unclear that the agent looked confused.

"Sorry, Marta, I don't understand what you mean..."

"What I mean is, Dio plays very well, and I need to be as good as him, so I have to go back and practice, practice, practice, practice more..."

As Argerich walked, his voice became softer and his eyes dodgeed slightly.

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone out and played with Daniel (Barenboim) for so long. I hung out with Daniel a few days ago, listened to so many concerts, and watched so many shows that I forgot how many The queen’s performance…”

The agent covered his forehead, knowing that Argerich didn't hear what he said, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Marta, you're here already. If you're listening, then listen well, and if you're practicing, then practice well. These two things don't affect you at all..."

"It doesn't matter that I know. I even know that I won't have any problems getting on stage in my current state. I'm just... just a little unsure, that's all."

Argerich shook his head and walked faster.

"Anyway, I need to go back to practice now. I can talk about other things after I finish practicing."

After that, she ignored the two people behind her and just ran away into the distance.

Her daughter and her manager looked at each other and could only sigh helplessly.

She is obviously 80 or [-] years old, but for some reason she still acts like a little girl, frizzy...

but……

A thought flashed through their minds at the same time.

Perhaps it is precisely because of her flawless heart that she can perform such perfect works.

It is precisely because there is no trace of dust in her heart that makes her music more pure.

If this is the only way to make her music purer, then let her continue like this.

after all……

There are many people around her protecting her.

Argerich's daughter glanced at the agent next to her who could be considered her uncle, shrugged helplessly, and struggled.

"Please, I have an orchestra performance later, so I may not have more time to spend with my mother. You know her better, and you know what kind of state she is in when she is practicing, so..."

"I know, don't worry, although I am not your family member, I know Argerich relatively well."

The agent smiled, reached out and patted her shoulder. Then he suddenly remembered something and took out a banana from his pocket and handed it to her, his expression a little embarrassed.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot. Your mother gave you this. She suddenly thought of it this morning while eating the buffet. She said that you like bananas, so she asked me to secretly hide two bananas and pack them up and bring them to you. you……"

"..."

Argerich's daughter's originally tangled expression instantly became stiff, and then she became helpless.

She looked at the agent in front of her, sighed, took the banana, and gritted her teeth.

"Okay, I get it, thank my mom for me, and tell her! Listen, your daughter, I, Stephanie Argerich, I'm almost 40, I'm even married and have kids, I am no longer a child! I..."

"I know, I know!" The agent immediately interrupted her, raised his hands in surrender and said:
"You know, I have talked to her more than once, but every time she still does it stubbornly, as if time has never left a trace on her body, her mentality is always so... young? If it weren't for She's getting older, and I think she might even go to Dior for a relationship."

Speaking of this, the agent felt a headache: "After all, you know, she talked so much about Fu Cong, Argerich, Dutoit, Zheng Jinghe... She really likes this kind of mysterious... Man, I was even surprised to see that she was not attracted to Dio."

"..."

Argerich's daughter, Stephanie Argerich, didn't know what to say and could only look at the agent a little strangely.

"So... I should be glad that she didn't find me another father?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Stephanie! Don't say that. After all, she is still your mother. Although she has always treated you as a child, and sometimes even as a toy, she suddenly throws you alone in a strange place, and occasionally She also made you look bad, and...well, okay, I don't think there's any problem with you hating her. Even so, I feel that Marta has gone too far, so come on, I support you in criticizing her! "

"..."

Stephanie Argerich paused for a while, then finally sighed and squeezed the banana in her hand, seeming particularly troubled.

"Forget it, it's okay. In fact, I didn't do a good job myself. I didn't show her what a qualified daughter should look like. That's why she always thought I was a child, right? Sure enough, I was still the bad one. 's daughter."

After saying that, she shook her head, waved to the agent, turned around and walked to the other side.

The agent sighed, turned and ran to the other side, chasing Argerich and asking her if she needed any help.

After waiting for the two of them, Ruth walked out of the bathroom door.He didn't know that he just needed to go to the toilet, and for some reason, he suddenly fell into a family conflict.

but……

Fu Tiao and Argerich's love spanned half a century?It sounds very touching.

One is a legend in the history of classical music, and the other is a rising star.

It would be very interesting to write an article about the two of them.

It's just a pity. It might be interesting to write an article about Argerich's previous husbands. After all, Argerich had four famous partners, and there were countless other ambiguous partners.

She can almost be regarded as the queen of the piano world.

There are even many pianists who are honored to be favored by Argerich.

Just like Catherine and Wu Zetian.

But if you write about CPs that have almost no relationship with Fu Diao and Argerich, maybe some people with unique interests will like to read it, those who like Fu Diao, or those who like Argerich. When you see an article like this, you might just scold yourself to death.

As a media person with the most basic professionalism and ethics, and the company he works for is not famous for gossip news, but a music magazine famous for its classical music reviews.

He just thought about the relationship between Fu Tiao and Argerich in his head, then he picked up his pants and walked happily to the preparation room next to him.

This place is the backstage of the Chamber Music Hall of the Mozarteum University.

Unlike those commercial concert halls, there are not many backstage inspection staff here.

Because it is a music festival, many people want to meet and chat with their favorite music stars, so many people like to come early to block the backstage.

Faced with this situation, the organizing committee did not forcefully reject all spectators, but relaxed backstage security.

If you have the connections, you can easily get in and get autographs from your favorite celebrities.

But again, if you don't have any connections, then you will be blocked from the door just like other concerts.

Ruth, on the other hand, is the kind of person who has connections.

He greeted the person in charge of security check at the door in a familiar manner and walked to the backstage of the concert hall.

At this time, Fu Tiao and others had just returned to the backstage and had not rested, and there were no other reporters around.

Even before he reached Fu Diao, he could already hear the sound of some people shouting in that place.

"Dior! Handsome! You are so handsome. I never thought you could play such music. It's really shocking. Without you, I would never have believed that we are today." What will become!”

As soon as Camilo returned backstage, he immediately went into bragging mode.

After he praised Fu Tiao, before he could wait for Fu Tiao to respond, he turned to look at Taha beside him, leaned closer to her, and looked at her with extremely admiring eyes.

"Taha, your playing is so beautiful! It's the sound of nature! Let's play together, let's become classical music idols together! Let's become classical music idols!"

"Idol?" Taha blinked, looked at Camilo beside him, couldn't help but swallowed, and stepped back.

"If you want to become an idol, go do it yourself, don't take me with you."

"Huh? Don't be so heartless..."

Camilo didn't feel any sadness after being rejected by Taha. Instead, he crouched down and looked at Mira, who was swaying with the cello on her back. He held her little hand with both hands, and his eyes seemed to be shining like stars.

"Mira, you are my god! Without you, I really can't imagine what our performance would be like. Your bass is simply our life-saving straw and the soul of our band. Really, I I really love you! Your bass is really great!"

"..."

Mira pulled her hand out of Camilo's hand. When she found that she couldn't pull it out, she used all her strength to pull it out.

For some reason, she didn't pull it out for a long time, and couldn't help but look at Dio for help.

"Fu..."

"Camilo, stop it."

Ding!
Fu Tiao took the spine of the sheet of music in his hand and tapped Camilo's head gently. The knock made him cover his head and look at Fu Tiao helplessly.

"Fu Tiao, are you being unethical? I praised the people in our team for their good performance here, but you didn't say anything at all, and you still hit me on the head here. Are you serious? I'll cry to death."

"Everyone performed very well. I believe everyone can feel that their performance is good, right?"

Fu Tiao glanced around at the people around him, then set his sights on Camilo and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"Camilo, you also played well. Don't underestimate yourself. Just like what you just said about the rest of us, I feel that our orchestra would not be able to sustain it without you. You played very well."

"Huh? Really? Hehehehe..."

Camilo stood up and scratched his head with a silly smile, looking like he was about to go to heaven after being praised.

It's just a pity that everyone here has been with Camilo for more than a few months or even half a year. They already know that Camilo is not the kind of person who will go to heaven just after being praised.

With his playboy character, even if you praise him dozens of times, he will just accept it cheerfully and won't say anything else, and most likely won't take it to heart.

Mira next to her rubbed her hands.

When Camilo teased her just now, his hands were a little tight, causing a trace of pink to show through her slightly white skin.

Feeling distressed, she kept rubbing her hands, which seemed to be in great pain.

Seeing Mira like this, Camilo immediately felt the fierce gaze from Taha next to him. He immediately scratched his head in embarrassment and prepared to bend down to apologize to Mira.

But he just scratched his head when he noticed Ruth standing there looking around. His eyes couldn't help but light up, he took two steps forward, pointed at Ruth and asked.

"Hey, ahem, what are you doing? Why are you standing here looking around? What do you want to do?"

"Huh? Me?"

Ruth was looking for Fu Tiao when he suddenly heard the chirping voice coming towards him. He couldn't help but turn his head and saw the tall and elegant Camilo walking towards him. His eyes lit up. .

Before Camilo could speak, he took two steps forward, reached out to hold Camilo's hand, and asked.

"Oh oh oh, it's you! I know you, you must be the famous Camilo, right?"

"You..." Camilo's words were choked back by Ruth. He blinked, pointed at himself, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Um, what did you just say? The famous Camilo? You don't know how. Did you admit the wrong person?"

"How can you admit your mistake? The top viola player at the Berlin Philharmonic, the young man who is about to become the core of the viola. Although you have not won any viola awards, your reputation has been resounding in all the philharmonic orchestras. You are Viola, the uncrowned king among young people!”

After saying that, he couldn't help but move Camilo's hand up and down, so much that Camilo's arms were shaking like noodles.

However, Camilo didn't react at all. He was really frightened when he saw such a person suddenly finding him, chanting his name, and saying that he was already a famous viola player.

He smiled and scratched his head without any pretense.

"Huh? Really? I'm actually so famous..."

Before he finished speaking, Ruth had already put down his hand, walked behind him, and said excitedly.

"Oh oh oh, Taha! You must be Taha! The violin goddess! I like your Paganini very much. The Paganini you played at the Elizabeth International Violin Competition is absolutely amazing. I like it very much!"

Taha: "Thank you, you are..."

"Ah ah ah ah, it's Mira. Mira, your cello is also super good. Your Bach a cappella is simply the strongest version I've ever heard, except for Yo Ma, isn't it? No one in the younger generation I can compare with you!"

Mira: "Um, thank you?"

After quickly shaking hands with three people in Fu Diao's team, he excitedly threw it in front of Fu Diao without waiting for their replies.

He looked into Fu Tiao's eyes with great excitement, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to him respectfully with both hands.

"Hello Dior, I am a reporter from Musician Magazine. Ruth, I have heard your name for a long time. I would like to make an appointment with you for an exclusive interview. Can you?"

After saying that, he looked at Fu Diao with great expectation, like a newlywed proposing marriage.

　I originally wanted to write a proposal title, but after thinking about it, I might get scolded...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)