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Ye Zhiqiu was no longer on the stage.

In Tangtang's sight, a beautiful female performer in a dress walked out from the backstage and sat in front of the piano.

In the back, there was a huge symphony orchestra consisting of dozens of people. In front of the orchestra was an old white man with a tall figure, holding a baton and a solemn face.

Just from this huge orchestra lineup, even the audience who didn't understand music could feel the inexplicable sense of oppression it exuded.

When the old white man's baton sounded, more than 3,000 people in the audience held their breath, and the air seemed to be still for a moment.

The next second, as the baton fell, melodious and beautiful music sounded.

Like a slight current passing through, the hair on her body stood up slightly, and Tangtang couldn't help but let out a breath.

It was so beautiful.

It was worthy of being the world's top orchestra. Tangtang sighed in her heart. As an outsider, it was really hard to imagine how an orchestra with dozens of people and extremely complex could play such soft and beautiful music. The tacit understanding of the cooperation was amazing.

A few seconds later, as the white old man waved his baton, the female pianist also moved, and the cheerful piano notes danced lightly in the rhythm of the symphony orchestra.

Tangtang, who was immersed in the ocean of music, began to be a little distracted after listening for more than an hour.

Tangtang carefully observed the audience around her and found that except for herself, everyone else seemed to be listening with blurred eyes and intoxicated expressions.

Is it true that my appreciation level is not enough? Tangtang thought.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. She studied painting. Although it is not very related to music, she also knows that there are common points in the appreciation of art. Similar appreciation of music is also divided into several levels.

The first level is sensory appreciation, that is, a piece of music, simply feels whether it is good or not, which is also the most common level of appreciation for the public.

The second level is emotional appreciation. Simply put, in addition to listening to the sound, you should experience the emotions of the performers and the music, upgrading from pleasant to pleasant.

The third level is rational appreciation, also known as technical appreciation, which is to look at a work with a professional eye and judge the level of skills in it.

Tangtang feels that she is currently at the level of sensory appreciation in music, so no matter how beautiful the music is, she will feel a little bored after listening to it too much.

The concert continued, and when Tangtang was a little drowsy, it finally came to an end.

At this time, Tangtang was surprised to find that the beautiful performer who had been sitting in front of the piano and playing all night stood up and left the stage.

According to the program, there is one last song, right?

In the doubtful eyes of everyone, Zillman, who was conducting on the stage, took the microphone.

"The last song of this concert will be a new work by a talented composer and performer."

When Zillman's voice fell, the audience was all stunned, and whispers of discussion broke out.

Is the program list changed temporarily? It seems that the performer will be replaced. Who will it be?

Zillman continued calmly, "This young performer is from China. The ancient and mysterious oriental country always brings us surprises in music, and this time is no exception."

"I am honored to witness the release of the next piece with you. This is an epic chapter."

Most of the audience at the scene have a high level of musical literacy, and they are familiar with the well-known performers in the industry. After all, there are only a small number of them.

But Zillman's introduction made everyone more puzzled.

A talented performer from China? Is he his student Xiao Yuancai?

But it is said that Xiao Yuancai made mistakes in the concert one after another, which made Zillman furious. With Zillman's personality, how could he let him perform on such an important occasion again?

If it weren't for Xiao Yuancai, everyone really couldn't guess which other famous young pianist there was in China.

Everyone's doubts were soon revealed, and Zillman said calmly: "Everyone, please welcome Ye Zhiqiu from Huahai Communication University."

Ye Zhiqiu?

Who is this?

Most of the audience subconsciously had two thoughts in their minds, but Tangtang in the crowd suddenly widened her eyes.

In full view of the crowd, Ye Zhiqiu, wearing a black suit and a slender figure, walked into everyone's sight from the side of the stage.

Walking to the piano in the center of the stage, unbuttoning a button of his suit with one hand, Ye Zhiqiu sat down neatly.

So handsome!

This was Tangtang's first thought. She didn't chase stars much and didn't pay much attention to Ye Zhiqiu's information, but at this moment she seemed to suddenly get the other's appearance.

No... This is not the point at all!

Amid the sudden and violent noisy discussions at the scene, Tangtang reacted and her face was extremely shocked.

This is the Golden Hall! Piano Master ZillmanIn the concert, Ye Zhiqiu performed his original piano piece as the finale?

Obviously, the other audience members were no less surprised than Tangtang.

"Who is this?"

"Is it a new performer?"

"I seem to have some impression of you. Where have you seen me?"

"It's crazy to let a newcomer play the last piece."

Even though they were puzzled, after Ye Zhiqiu sat down, the discussion of the audience subconsciously stopped gradually.

On the stage, Ye Zhiqiu approached the microphone and said the name of the piece in Chinese and English.

"Exodus."

As Ye Zhiqiu's voice fell, on the other side of the stage, Zillman exhaled lightly, his face solemn, his body straightened up again, and slowly raised the baton in his hand.

No kidding, it's coming!

Under the stage, the audience couldn't help but cheer up, and a sense of anticipation rose in their hearts.

In the audience, President Lu, Liu Minkang and others from Huahai Media University also looked extremely serious.

They couldn't help but be nervous. This moment was of great significance not only to Huahai Media University, but also to the entire Chinese music industry.

On the other side, Tangtang stared at the figure in front of the piano and clenched her fists. Because of nervousness, fine beads of sweat had already appeared on her palms.

At the beginning of the performance, there was the rustling sound of strong wind and sand floating in the space, with a heavy roar, which immediately brought the audience into the difficult and lifeless picture of camels and people walking slowly in the desert facing the wind and sand.

Then, a strong and steady trumpet sounded, and the large brass in the symphony orchestra was blown, followed by the heavy beating of percussion instruments, and the desolate feeling of the desert in the picture was further strengthened.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu's fingers pressed heavily on the keys in front of the piano, and the sporadic piano sounds seemed to have a hint of heaviness, hitting everyone's heart heavily.

The next moment, human voices accompanied by drums sounded, as if chanting some kind of ancient sacrificial language. Tangtang felt that it was like the sound of Huimei from Inner Mongolia, China, which she had heard before.

At this point, the vast and desolate desert scene in the music almost came to her face.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu's fingers pressed heavily on the black and white keys again, and the piano sounded.

This time, it was like a real electric shock. Tangtang, who was fascinated by the prelude, shuddered all over.

Numb!