Chapter 152 Lost
The third round of Douqin is an impromptu performance.

There is no fixed judging standard in this link, the performers play at will, and finally the winner is decided based on the audience's feedback.

Therefore, in fact, the outcome of this round actually depends on the level of the audience present.

Most of today's live audience are actually laymen of piano.

This is very different from playing piano with other people in the concert hall in the past.

It's a pity that Xi Yuan, who started playing first, didn't realize this.

As a well-known young pianist, Xi Yuan has his own understanding of all the pieces he plays. When he plays a piece of music, he is no longer judged only by whether he has mastered it or whether it is fluent.He will add many details, many of which are his own understanding, so every piece of music will have a unique taste in his hands.

This is also the place where many top pianists admire him the most.

Playing the piano is not about letting the keys make sounds to form beautiful music.

Walking on the black and white keys with both hands, Xi Yuan gently closed his eyes and swayed his body slightly. With the soft and soothing musical notes floating in the air, his face also showed a slightly intoxicated look.

Under the music stage and in the live broadcast room, many people in the audience were soothed by this impromptu song.

At the end of the song, Xi Yuan showed an expression of unsatisfactory expression on his face.

Obviously quite satisfied with his performance this time.

Impressed by his music, the applause of the audience is also very reserved.

Jiri Palmer took a deep look at Xi Yuan who had a faint smile on his lips, and took a deep breath.

In the next second, his hands began to flick between the keys, and then the speed gradually increased, and the range of movements gradually increased.

His body also swayed greatly with the movement of his hands.

Now and then alternate hands, lots of vibrato and tremolo, etc., and even long jumps.

His fingers showed off his dexterity in various ways, which caused the audience to exclaim again and again.

A work with a completely different style from Xi Yuan's, and an extremely dazzling performance.

If Whalefall is to be judged, this improv performance by Jiri Palmer is better seen than listened to.

The visual effect is much better than Xi Yuan.

Xi Yuan lost the third game.

It has to be said that Jiri Palmer is a smart guy.

The so-called laymen watching the excitement, for most of the audience in this piano fight, the piano is played faster and has more tricks, it seems to be more powerful.

As for the emotional resonance of music, not everyone can understand it.

Therefore, it is not a matter of course that the applause was louder and the audience's voice was louder after Jiri Palmer's performance.

On the stage, Xi Yuan looked at the result with a helpless smile.

If you lose, you lose, and he won't deny it.

Maybe I am too selfish!
Shaking his head, suppressing his disbelief, Xi Yuan and Jiri Palmer shook hands again, thanked some audience members and judges, and announced the end of the piano fight.

Both parties stepped off the stage and merged into the crowd, but the audience sitting under the stage was reluctant to leave for a long time.

Many people also held up their mobile phones and kept taking pictures of the personnel of the two parties.

Just when Xi Yuan and the five members of Mushroom House were meeting and preparing to leave for the park.

A voice with an accent sounded from behind them: "Teacher Jingluo, please wait a moment!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Jiri Palmer's team.

It is normal for Whale to be recognized by such a dazzling appearance.

It's just that he's a little curious, he's just a melon-eating crowd watching the excitement, what do these people want him for?
Jiri Palmer, who called out to stop him, stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Jingluo, I have heard you for a long time!"

Yu Hai stretched out his hand and shook him: "Thank you!"

If there are other people, they will definitely reply politely at this time, saying that they have admired the other party's name for a long time or that the performance just now was wonderful or something.

However, Yu Hai did not.

After thanking him politely, he let go of his hand and waited for the dialogue to explain his intentions.

Jiri Palmer: "…"

Why did he suddenly feel at a loss as to how to speak in this non-exciting chat.

He coughed: "Actually, I have admired Mr. Jingluo for a long time, and I never expected to meet you here..."

Yu Hai looked at him with a stiff face, and praised him endlessly.

I wasn't happy about it at all.

This foreigner doesn't learn Chinese well enough, and the use of the word admiration here makes him extremely uncomfortable.

Jiri Palmer: "I really like your Phantom of the Opera..."

Yu Hai: "Thank you!"

Jiri Palmer: "...I know, Mr. Jingluo is not only good at composing music, but also plays the piano very well..."

Yu Hai: "It's just a hobby!"

Jiri Palmer: "…"

I can't talk anymore today!

I have blown you so much, and you don't even say a few words in return?

Jiri Palmer felt that he couldn't continue the chat, he coughed lightly again, and stated his purpose: "If Mr. Jingluo is interested, how about we have a piano lesson?"

Yu Hai looked at him blankly.

Could it be that this person thought he had defeated Xi Yuan and drifted away?

He is not a pianist, are they comparable?

Although Jingluo wanted to reply directly that he was not interested.

However, no matter how low his EQ is, he knew that if he said this, the other party would definitely not be able to step down.

He thought for a while and said, "I won't show my ugliness in front of professionals!"

"How come?" Jiri Palmer hurriedly said, "Ms. Jingluo must give me this face."

How much is your face worth?

When Yu Hai deals with people, he really doesn't like what others say to give me face.

Give him a sense of being intimidated.

He has always felt that face is generally worthless to those who easily talk about it!

Seeing what the other party means, I won't give up if I don't pull him to the stage today.

Yu Hai became a little impatient.

Seeing his frown, Yin Du on the side smiled at Jiri Palmer and said, "It's the first time I've seen a professional performer looking for an amateur player to play the piano. Does Palmer mean anything?"

Jiri Palmer laughed and said, "Although I've only seen it once, I'm sure that Mr. Jingluo's piano performance is very high, and it has definitely reached a professional level."

Yin Du smiled: "After all, without professional training, none of us Xi Yuan can compare to Mr. Palmer, let alone Jing Luo."

"No, no, it was my trick to win Mr. Xi."

Yin Du said meaningfully: "You are too modest!"

Find a composer who is not an amateur player than the piano.

He didn't finish his sentence, and many people heard the meaning.

But all the old foxes present could see this guy's plan. After all, compared to Xi Yuan, Jingluo was more famous and more topical.

At this time, the melon-eaters at the scene and the audience in the live broadcast room were very puzzled by Jiri Palmer's sudden proposal to compete with Jingluo Biqin.

Although Jingluo had played the piano on the stage where the sound was so touching, it was just a small test.

Except for a small number of people discussing it, there were not many waves in the circle.

Jingluo is a composer, isn't it a matter of course that he can play an instrument?

To say how many people feel that his piano level is comparable to that of Jiri Palmer, it is very few.

If this matter was brought up by Jingluo, everyone would think it was normal.

Isn't it common for the weak to challenge the strong?

Many people can't help thinking about Jiri Palmer's intentions.

Jiri Palmer pretended not to understand what Yin Du meant: "I know that Mr. Jingluo's piano talent should actually be very good. If there is a chance, he will definitely be able to improve to the next level."

What this means is that the reason why he proposed the idea of ​​discussing with Jingluo is that he wants to support Jingluo?
Some people were thoughtful when they heard the words, while others frowned in dissatisfaction.

Jingluo didn't think so much, he just thought he was annoying, and he just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

He frowned: "How do you want to compare?"

(End of this chapter)

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