pianist from the sea

Chapter 31

The piano room of the Conservatory of Music is not equipped according to the way of one person, because if this is the case, it will cause a lot of waste if some people do not come to practice the piano.

Therefore, no matter which music college, the piano room in the school is always very tight, and it can even be said to be rare.

Everyone either went out to rent a house and put a piano in it, or ran to grab the piano room when they just woke up in the morning.

Because only some particularly rubbish time, the piano room will have a chance to be free.

And after the first class in the morning, the piano room will enter an overloaded state, and everyone can only wait for the students in the piano room to finish their piano practice in front of the operating desk in the teaching building, and give up their seats.

Fu Tiao had just returned to school, so he forgot about it for a while, and looked a little numb at the dense crowd in front of him.

If things go on like this, he feels that he may have no chance to be in the piano room at all.

After all, according to his memory, most people in the school would practice until the building closed at ten o'clock in the evening.

Every time the last bus back to the dormitory at ten o'clock in the evening, I was always very nervous.

Fu Tiao looked at the music score in his hand and hesitated for a moment.

Should I continue to wait?

He poked his head forward, and there seemed to be more than a dozen students waiting in front of him, but no one signed out of the piano room at the elevator.

I feel that if I continue to wait, it may take about half an hour.

For a moment, Fu Diao hesitated immensely.

"Fu... tune?"

A voice sounded from beside him, and Fu Tiao turned his head to look. It was a tall boy wearing a pure white T-shirt. He seemed to be nearly two meters tall, with a very large body, probably weighing about two hundred and thirty-two hundred and fifty kilograms.

Possibly even heavier.

He had just come out of the elevator, and the other people around him seemed to be small, standing out from the crowd.

Looking at him, Fu Diao suddenly remembered that this person seemed to be his roommate, a vocalist named Bu, who seemed to read Bo Lio, but in fact, read Bo Le.

This person is a roommate in his memory. He met him once when he just started school. When he squeezed into the dormitory, it seemed that the dormitory was very cramped and felt extremely depressing.

The main reason why Fu Tiao can remember so deeply is because...he is so big, it can even be said that no one in the whole school can compare with him in size.

If it wasn't because he was too heavy and didn't have much exposed muscles on his body, Fu Tiao really thought that he was actually a basketball player or rugby player, not a singer.

But be careful not to judge people by their cover.

Although Bu Liao failed the rankings for three years, it is said that he was already in the top [-] in the provincial examination in the second year, and got an invitation from Xingzhou Xia University Conservatory of Music.

Because he felt that he had a talent for music, he decided to repeat the study. In the third year, he entered the Haicheng Conservatory of Music with the first score in the bel canto group of the Haicheng Conservatory of Music and the second score in the Jiangzhou Music Examination.

In the same year, he also got invitations from Shuimu University, Central Academy, Huaguo Academy and other conservatories, and even some foreign conservatories.

And Fu Diao remembers that at that time, the UEC seemed to be in his 30s or 40s?Anyway, it is far from Bu.

The most important thing is... my sight-singing, ear-training, and music theory are a little short.

When Bu Liao saw Fu Tiao turn his head, he couldn't help being a little excited, like a giant ship splitting the crowd and walking towards him, said excitedly.

"Fuck, it's really you. I heard that you participated in the Chopin International Piano Competition. I thought you weren't coming back. How is it? You participated in the Chopin International Piano Competition?"

Hearing the Chopin International Piano Competition, many people around turned their eyes around and looked at Fu Tiao curiously.

After all, even for students like them in the conservatory, they can participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition.

No, in other words, there are still a small number of players who can participate in this kind of international piano competition.

Many of us will participate in some domestic competitions, but very few foreign competitions.

After all... Huaguo's classical music level is not enough.

Fu Tiao glanced at the eyes of the people around him, shook his head slightly, and said casually: "The strong are like clouds, and listening to them play feels very stressful."

"Nonsense, isn't it? Participating in the international piano competition can be stress-free?" Bu Bai glanced at Fu Tiao, put his hand on Fu Tiao's shoulder, and said in a bad mood: "Who is not the best in that country to be able to participate in the international piano competition?" How many people are strong, or how many people have the most potential? This kind of competition is not something you can take part in casually, if you don’t have any pressure at all, that would be called strange.”

"But my pressure is different..." Fu Tiao sighed.

"What's different about pressure?"

"I feel that my Chopin still lacks a little taste. Compared with them, my Chopin feels completely wrong. At present, I can only rely on technology and musicality to rush forward, but this will not last long."

For some reason, Fu Tiao looked at the divination, feeling a little relaxed for no reason.

Maybe it's because although Bu Liao looks tall and big, he is actually very kind?
"I just went to the library to check some information, and I probably felt a little bit of Chopin's feeling, but... there is no piano room."

"No piano room?"

Bu Liao turned his head to look at the team, and clapped his hands suddenly: "Hey, it's a good thing you said it early and in time. If I didn't meet you just now, I would return the piano room directly."

He picked up a card from his pocket, and waved it at Fu Tiao: "I just finished my piano practice, and I plan to take a professional class. In this way, you can use mine first, and I won't leave it. Room number 1903, On the 19th floor, don't forget to help me get off the piano room when you turn around."

"Thank you."

"It's okay! Help each other! I'm going to class first, and I'll talk about it when I go back to the dormitory."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the card into Fu Tiao's hand, waved his hand with a smile, and left directly.

Fu Tiao froze for a moment, glanced at the people around him, and found that they didn't have any strange eyes, then took the card with the divination card and got on the elevator, and came to the piano room of the school.

I spent too long looking in the library before, and now it is almost six o'clock in the evening, and the sky is almost completely dark. Countless lights flicker in this trading city, dispelling the endless darkness.

The music building of Haicheng Conservatory of Music is located in the center of Haicheng, looking down at the bustling area.

Fu Tiao pushed open the door, stood in front of the window and looked out, always feeling shaking under his feet.

Just like when he was watching the busyness of the pier from the side of the ship.

Only this time, he was standing on the ground, not the sea.

His gaze was lowered, and he finally turned back to the piano room.

No matter how much he missed the life on the ship, he couldn't go back after all.

He put the read cards back into his pocket, sat back on the piano, and spread out the score in his hand on the music stand.

When he knew for the first time that his piano level still had room for improvement, he was completely immersed in the field of music.

He no longer continued to pursue the improvisation of music, but began to pursue the depth of music.

He hopes that he can also play this more difficult classical music to the same level as his jazz.

And he will no longer be the number one pianist of the five oceans, he hopes that he can also become the number one pianist of the seven continents!
The fingers paused slightly in the air, and then pressed down suddenly.

when!
(End of this chapter)