pianist from the sea

Chapter 296
"Selector? Whose candidate?" Fu Diao couldn't help but froze for a moment after hearing the news, and asked this person.

The man spoke directly without any hesitation.

"Pollini!"

"Pollini?"

"Yes, Pollini..."

The man's expression was obviously slightly depressed. He scratched his head and spoke to Fu Diao.

"Because Pollini came to the Salzburg Music Festival this time he planned to play some works by Chopin and some works by Mozart with us, but how can I put it...his playing condition is really It’s really too bad!”

"Too bad? What do you mean? Pollini is too bad? Are you sure?"

Fu Diao knew Pollini, and he even knew exactly what this man had done.

Pollini could even be called a man almost as powerful as Argerich.

But the difference between him and Argerich is that his condition is not as good as Argerich.

When Argerich was at his age, she was still able to play a variety of works, showing his near-invincible state, which was so good that people couldn't help but be shocked.

Why is there such an old man in such a good condition?
Why did time leave almost no trace on her body?

But Pollini was completely different.

Pollini's performance level may have surpassed Argerich's before, but now, for some unknown reason, Pollini's condition is deteriorating and getting worse.

Forgetting music and playing randomly on stage are very common behaviors.

It is even rare for Pollini to avoid overturning.

Therefore, when discussing the situation of many pianists in their later years, Pollini has always been considered by everyone to be one of the representatives of those pianists whose later years are unknown.

Although Pollini is still playing the piano non-stop and insists on playing by himself, no matter how he turns over, he wants to continue playing.

But his condition was so bad that it left people speechless.

Those viewers who continue to support him basically support him because of his past glory, not because of his current status.

In other words, it is somewhat similar to a situation of making up for a ticket.

Everyone grew up listening to Pollini's piano. Now that he is in a bad state, he still works hard to perform for everyone. Why don't you support him?
Anyway, the ticket price is not much, basically similar to those of first-line pianists.

Not as good as the fares of Argerich and Lang Liangyue.

Support is probably more than an hour's salary.

So everyone was extremely tolerant of Pollini.

But now Fu Diao was a little surprised when he heard that Pollini could not continue playing.

"Wait a minute, are you sure it's the Polini I know? I don't quite understand. Isn't he the kind of... the kind of person who will fall in love no matter what state he is in? Why does he..."

"Although I say so, but..."

The staff member responsible for notifying Fu Diao looked a little hesitant.

After he took a look and saw that no one else was around, he approached Fu Diao's ear and whispered to Fu Diao.

"But I recently heard that Pollini's son's condition has worsened again. This is the news given to us by Pollini. If it is not handled well, then it is very likely that... Pollini will be sent away with gray hair. Black-haired person.”

"what?"

Fu Tiao was stunned, not expecting to hear such exciting news.

The staff member had a slightly worried expression, shook his head at Fu Diao, and whispered something to himself.

"It's a pity that Polini, although he is really very strong, he always feels like fate is playing some kind of joke on him, constantly torturing him, and his condition is getting worse and worse under these tortures. Oops, if he could have the same strong body as Argerich, maybe everything wouldn't be like this..."

Speaking of this place, he sighed, looked at Fu Diao in front of him, and spoke to Fu Diao.

"Pollini came here this time because he planned to go back to visit his son, so he wanted to leave early. We had no choice but to come here to find you and other musicians to see if they had time to come and replace Pollini's performance. , if you agree, then we will give you a music list, and then you can perform according to the music list, or choose your own work."

Fu Diao couldn't help but think about it when he heard this. After thinking for a long time, he nodded to the staff in front of him.

"I can, no problem, so what kind of works do I need to perform? Because my previous works were chamber music performed with other people, the theme of this music festival is not particularly clear, so..."

"No problem, the theme of our music festival this time is opera and new opera, mainly some vocal works, as well as some chamber music, opera and other works. The most important thing is to discover some new composition talents. , for the overall work, I just hope it can be close to Mozart. If it is not close, there is actually no problem. Do you have any other questions?"

"No, not anymore."

Fu Diao just moved a little in his heart and instantly understood what this music festival meant.

The predecessor of the Salzburg Music Festival was called the Mozart Festival.

The overall work is definitely based on Mozart's works.

When choosing works, everyone basically chooses Mozart's works, and then derives from Mozart's works and extends them to other works. This is a selection logic.

At the same time, they will also determine whether there is a musician’s birthday or death date every year, such as the bicentenary of so-and-so’s birth or the 180th anniversary of so-and-so’s death.

Based on these contents, we will decide what kind of works we will perform this year.

Now this time the work is about opera, and the one that many people will choose is definitely Mozart’s opera, not others.

So what kind of content can I choose on the piano to suit this music festival?

Fu Tiao fell into deep thought.

However, the staff member in front of him had no idea. He continued to speak to Fu Diao.

"Since you have agreed to play in place of Pollini, then in more than 20 hours, that is, tomorrow at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, we will have a meeting, and then all substitutes will be available Elaborate and decide who will ultimately replace Pollini at the festival."

Having said this, he bowed slightly to Fu Diao and planned to leave directly.

Fu Diao couldn't help but froze for a moment when he heard this, suddenly woke up from his thinking, and asked him.

"Isn't this selection of a replacement done by one person?"

"Of course not, Mr. Dior Fu, because our music festival has a director. The departure of one actor cannot directly appoint another actor to perform, so we will use a simple test to decide all the performances. Among the actors, who is the most suitable to replace him, and then let him come to the rescue, rather than just letting someone go on stage without any preparation."

When he mentioned this point, he smiled at Fu Diao: "After all, you know that, right? The person who temporarily takes the stage must also make his own preparations. We have to see if that person is in perfect enough condition. Replacement, you can't just choose another strong musician to replace him on stage just because of his reputation, otherwise what will happen if this person messes up?"

He looked at Fu Diao's half-understanding expression and immediately added.

"But don't worry, this kind of inspection is first to check who is in good condition, and secondly to check who is more suitable for a music festival like ours. It is not a very serious inspection, nor is it a particularly difficult competition. We We have already made a pre-selection in our mind, and we also have a ranking, so you don’t have to worry about not passing the inspection.”

At this point, he had said everything he needed to say, bowed slightly to Fu Diao, and turned around to leave.

Fu Tiao fell into thinking.

Judging from what he said, he should still be very high in everyone's rankings.

Then...

What kind of work should you choose?

Fu Tiao walked slowly in the forest, looking at the fountain in the distance, and seemed to have a little inspiration.

……

While Fu Tiao was thinking about what kind of works he would perform, the news that Pollini was leaving the Salzburg Music Festival had spread all over the world.

Almost everyone knew that Pollini's son was seriously ill and might even die in a few days.

Therefore, everyone is particularly concerned about who can replace Pollini to qualify for Pollini's performance at this year's music festival.

Substituting a music festival is a very serious matter. It’s not like I’m not going to attend because I’m sick, and then I just give someone the opportunity to attend casually.

Let us give you a very simple example.

Lang Liangyue made his fortune from music festivals.

He was originally an ordinary pianist with little reputation.

At that time, he was even preparing to run competitions around the world every day to see if there were any competitions that he could participate in and get corresponding bonuses and fame to promote himself.

But his teacher Grafman rejected his request and asked him a question.

Do you want to be a permanent pianist or a temporary champion?

This kind of persuasion finally persuaded Lang Liangyue to stop paying attention to those top piano competitions.And this kind of waiting also gave him an opportunity.

He officially became famous around the world after filling in for the ailing Andrew Watts at Chicago's Ravinia Festival star concert.

Even though his reputation had been heard by many people before, nothing was as smooth as this music festival.

It directly transformed him from an ordinary regional pianist into the world's top pianist.

In that year, 1999, Lang Liangyue soared to the sky and never stopped.

Therefore, the replacement of the music festival is extremely serious and grand.

No one knows whether such a simple substitution can create a world-class pianist.

It might just be an ordinary replacement, and nothing will happen after the replacement.

It is also possible that a second Lang Liangyue world will be created, and a second Lang Liangyue will be created.

Therefore, many people are particularly concerned about Pollini's status.

Part of it was the hope that Pollini's son would recover and not let anyone else take his place.

They came to the Salzburg Music Festival just to hear Pollini's works, not to listen to other people's works.

Others' playing was not at all what they expected.

Others are afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

They even opened the door to guessing who could take the place of this year's festival in Pollini.

Is it a new young player?
Or are they top music stars who perform elsewhere and don’t have the chance to come to the Salzburg Festival?
Or someone else?

They listed all the pianists who had recently become available and guessed who was most likely to be Pollini's replacement.

Even Argerich, whose mentality has been very bad recently and even wants to leave the Salzburg Music Festival, has been placed on the list.

Argerich naturally also got this list.

She looked at the list in her hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, then she shook her head and continued to practice the piano.

In her eyes, nothing is as important as practicing the piano.

Although her current mood is basically equivalent to a breakdown, she always wants to escape from something, she does not want to continue practicing piano at all, and she even wants to leave Salzburg.

But one thing is that for her, such emotions can be regarded as commonplace.

No one knew whether she would run away before the concert started.

She is the kind of person who may suddenly be unable to talk to you two or three minutes before departure.

Back then, she participated in the finals of the Chopin International Piano Competition and was even about to play. Because she was under too much pressure, she hid in a corner of Poland to smoke and drink, not wanting to continue practicing.

At that time, many people were sent to look for her, and then they found her, dragged her back and allowed her to continue performing, and finally won the championship in the Chopin International Piano Competition.

Argerich's current mood is basically the same as his previous mood when he participated in the Chopin International Piano Competition.

The only difference is that she is now so old, she is no longer an ordinary little girl, nor is she an ordinary person with no reputation, but one of the myths in the piano world.

Argerich was still in a tense mood and did not pay attention to the follow-up of this candidate, but others were different.

When walking on the road, many pianists can't help but raise their heads and straighten their necks to make themselves look more extraordinary.

They expected people from the organizing committee to find them among the crowd.

In full public view, he came to them and told them that Pollini could no longer play.

The only way now is to ask him to come out and let him replace Pollini's performance and save the Salzburg Music Festival.

Help the building to collapse!How handsome it sounds!

It's just a pity...

Dreams are always full, but reality is very skinny.

No one can realize such a dream.

No one was invited on the street, waiting for invitations from the organizing committee.

No one knew that all the people who should be invited had been invited a day ago.

And time soon came to the day of the assessment of Pollini's replacement.

Fu Tiao's room has been changed to a single room. The view from here is wider, and the overall view of the castle is more magnificent.

Even the air became much sweeter.

He was holding the music score in his hand. The music score in his hand was what he was going to perform live next for Pollini's substitute, so he couldn't make any mistakes.

He was carrying a small cloth handbag with Mozart's head that he bought at a gift shop in Salzburg. After putting all the music scores in it, he walked towards the assessment place.

On the street, there are still some people standing proudly, waiting for the invitation from the organizing committee.

But their faces and backs were covered with sweat.

It was obvious that they also sensed that the invitation might have ended before it even began.

The news of Pollini's departure from the festival has already come out. No matter how slow the people on the organizing committee are, they won't start looking for someone after a day, right?

As a result, some people's heads could not help but lower, and their mood became extremely low again.

Fu Tiao didn't know what these people were thinking, but he just felt a little strange. He shook his head slightly and continued walking towards the organizing committee.

The place decided by the organizing committee was in the center of Salzburg, which was not far from the hotel. It only took a few minutes to walk and we were already at the door.

I don't know if it's because of the control or the location was chosen well, but there weren't many people around this gate. Everything around it seemed particularly deserted in Salzburg, which is almost overcrowded now.

After Fu Tiao took a look and saw that no one was around, he opened the heavy door and followed the information given by the organizing committee to the door of a conference room.

However, his steps stopped in front of the conference room.

He looked at a girl standing in front of the conference room, and his brain paused slightly.

The slightly dim light of the afternoon shone on her muscles that were sculpted like Venus, making them look particularly dazzling.

Even just looking at the tight muscles of the forearms, one can feel the power within them.

The muscles on her body are extremely terrifying, and every bit of her body shows unparalleled muscle beauty.

It won't look particularly chunky, nor will it look too dry.

Just so good, no more, no less.

It is simply the ultimate in human body art.

She was wearing a simple backless long dress. Although the front seemed to be completely covered, it showed indescribable sexiness and attraction.

She simply leaned slightly against the white wall behind her, but it made people unable to take their eyes away.

But Fu Tiao was stunned not because of her stunning figure.

But because...

The man seemed to notice Fu Diao's gaze. He raised his head and thought about it. Suddenly he remembered something and his eyes lit up.

She just jumped forward lightly, walking on the nearly ten centimeter high heels as if walking on flat ground and walked up to Fu Diao. She stretched out her hand cheerfully and smiled at Fu Diao.

"Hello, my name is Wang Jia. I don't know if you know me, but I know you. Your name is Fu Diao, right?"

Fu Tiao looked at her extended left hand, extended his own hand as well, and shook it.

"Hello, Wang Jia, I'm Fu Tiao."

This person is his opponent.

Lang Liangyue's junior sister.

Muscle Chun-Li.

Wang Jia.

　I don’t need to tell you who Wang Jia is.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)