The world's number one pianist

Squeak...

Argerich heard the sound of the heavy door opening, and turned her head and looked back slightly.

But she didn't expect to see He Shen.

She looked at He Shen, her brows wrinkled slightly, her expression was a little excited, and she was about to say something, but in the end she just opened her mouth and sighed.

She nodded slightly at He Shen and said very calmly.

"You are here, Shen He!"

"Marta... Argerich?"

He Shen was about to walk towards the cross in front of him, but he couldn't help but stop and look at Argerich who was sitting in the first row. He couldn't help but be stunned.

He didn't expect Argerich to be here at all.

And Argerich didn't expect He Shen to come either.

If she knew He Shen would come earlier, she would definitely not come to this place.

Argerich looked at He Shen with a complicated expression, but in the end she couldn't help but smile gently, pointed to the seat next to her, nodded to He Shen, and said casually.

"Come, don't be nervous, sit next to me."

"Hmm..."

He Shen walked to Argerich's side, sat down, looked at Argerich, and didn't know what she was thinking now.

When he walked towards Argerich, he clearly saw the change in Argerich's expression.

From the initial surprise, then the headache, and finally returned to calmness.

He didn't know why Argerich's expression was so rich.

And the next second, he instantly understood what Argerich meant.

Argerich looked at the main stage of the church in front of him, and slowly spoke to He Shen.

"You shouldn't come here..."

"Or, you shouldn't come now!"

"You shouldn't come to this place at a time when only the two of us are alone!"

"It's a pity that you finally came..."

Argerich sighed, reached out and patted He Shen's shoulder, and focused his eyes on the cross in front of him.

In this place, Chopin's heart is not facing it.

Chopin's heart was placed on the side of the church, that is, on the side of a pillar.

On the other side of the pillar, there is a tombstone with Chopin's head, on which is written Chopin's name and some records.

Apart from this, there is nothing special.

If it weren't for the flowers at the door and some of Chopin's items around.

He Shen really couldn't feel that Chopin had been in this place.

However, when Argerich sat in this place and looked at the cross in front of him.

That feeling of calmness suddenly surged up.

He Shen looked at Argerich, and the restlessness in his heart gradually calmed down.

He was no longer anxious to find the truth of music, to find Chopin's thoughts on music in Chopin's works.

Although He Shen roughly guessed Argerich's thoughts, he hesitated for a while and finally asked slowly.

"Why, I can't come..."

Argerich answered without any hesitation: "Because the judges and contestants cannot meet. If I meet you, then I will lose the qualification to give scores."

"And I..."

Argerich looked at He Shen, couldn't help but smile gently, and shook his head slowly.

"And I still hope to give you a score in the finals, but unfortunately..."

Argerich turned her head back, and she didn't say what happened after that.

He Shen probably knew why Argerich said it was a pity.

She didn't want to meet He Shen alone under such circumstances.

Because a meeting alone under such circumstances can easily cause misunderstandings, thinking that He Shen colluded with other judges and deliberately gave a high score in the finals.

It was also because of this that when Argerich saw He Shen, she was surprised at first, then painful, and finally she let her emotions gradually dissipate and turned into calmness.

Since it is God's will, why not obey God's will.

Argerich looked at the cross in front of her and asked He Shen in an extremely calm tone.

"So, can you tell me why you came here?"

He Shen also looked at the cross in front of him, looking at that cross, watching the afterglow of the sunset shine through the glass into this small church and shine on the cross.

Looking at all this, and the calmness brought by Argerich, he couldn't help but relax his body, let himself lean on the backrest behind him, and spoke to Argerich.

"I came here to find the final feeling, to find the feeling of integrating my work!

My current work has reached a bottleneck. I feel that there is still a way ahead of me and I can make progress, but I don't know how to make progress...

I feel like I am trapped in a certain realm, and that feeling of breakthrough is around me, tempting me!

But..."

He Shen sighed, his eyes were extremely deep.

"But I can't find a way, I can't find any way to break through this barrier and find that feeling!

That feeling, unique to Chopin's First Piano Concerto!

Finally, the feeling of being able to reach the most perfect state!"

He Shen closed his mouth. He didn't know why he suddenly said so much to Argerich.

It was as if sitting next to Argerich, he relaxed his guard and felt particularly relaxed.

He didn't want to think too much about anything. Even after hearing Argerich's inquiry, he wanted to talk to Argerich.

After Argerich heard it, she didn't pay much attention at first, but in the next second, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

The breakthrough that He Shen just told her was definitely not an ordinary breakthrough.

If she guessed correctly, He Shen's last concerto probably reached the top level.

That's the kind of performance that a master has.

This is definitely not a breakthrough for He Shen.

So what is a breakthrough?

A word slowly emerged in Argerich's mind.

Perfect!

Only when perfection is truly achieved is a breakthrough!

For Argerich and others, He Shen's so-called master level is actually the level of a master's normal performance.

For example, if Argerich plays any piece of music now, a piece that she knows and is good at, then it will be at the master level.

but!

Even for those pieces she doesn't understand, or just ordinary auditions, she can probably interpret them at a professional level.

If she wants to achieve perfection, she needs the right time, right place and right people.

This is why top performances by those performers are so rare.

Many of them may have reached that state, but their state of mind is not suitable, or their fingers may feel a little uncomfortable when playing.

They may even be unable to interpret the most perfect work because the clothes are not suitable or some factors of the entire venue.

Various reasons allow those masters to perform at the top level when playing, but there is no way to interpret the perfect level.

but!

It does not mean that if you reach the master level, you will have a chance to reach the perfect level!

If you want to perform at the perfect level, you must reach the perfect level, or at least have been exposed to this level.

They can know very clearly what kind of interpretation is perfect for them.

Only in this way can they move towards a perfect scene and add a little bit of on-the-spot performance to perform at a perfect level.

Now, He Shen said that he felt that he was about to break through, but could not find a way, causing Argerich to wake up instantly.

If Argerich guessed correctly, He Shen... is heading towards the perfection level!

Argerich slowly turned his head and looked at the overly young man next to him.

He Shen is only in his twenties now.

For Argerich, this young age was too young. She was so young that she could not imagine that such a person would actually be exposed to a perfect level of performance.

When was the last time she played perfectly?

Argerich glanced at his hands and felt that he might be too old and had forgotten a little bit...

Her level is very good, but she is really too old. She can't move even a little bit when she is old.

Even if she practices the piano every day, her condition is still declining.

Even if she could play some simple works to reduce physical exertion, she couldn't make those simple works play to a perfect level.

The reason is simple...

So tired!

Not only is the body tired, but also the mind is tired.

Although after performing a perfect interpretation, the whole person will feel very, very happy, and even feel that the god of music is waving to him.

He is gradually approaching the kingdom of gods.

But soon, all she could feel was emptiness...

Incomparable emptiness...

The whole person seemed to be hollowed out.

At this time, she felt that she was closer to the kingdom of gods.

Therefore, when she felt that her body was aging, she no longer pursued those perfect interpretations, but instead focused her energy on other works.

To pursue, the width of music.

He Shen didn't understand why Argerich suddenly stopped moving, but Argerich was his idol, and it was not easy for him to say anything to Argerich.

Therefore, He Shen just looked at the cross in front of him without saying a word, waiting for her to come to her senses.

The entire church was extremely quiet. As time passed, the entire church gradually became darker.

Soon, it will be completely swallowed by darkness.

At that time, the staff will probably come to drive people away.

It didn't take long for Argerich to recover. She looked at He Shen with an extremely complicated expression.

Such a strong talent at such a young age!

The future... is immeasurable!

Argerich shook his head, stood up, walked towards the Chopin statue behind him, looked at the tombstone that had been touched by an unknown number of people, and spoke slowly without even looking at He Shen.

"Sacred, holy, dedicated to music, full of passion!"

"There are countless sufferings around us. Countless sufferings surround Chopin. Chopin puts these sufferings into music and then purifies this suffering!"

"In music, what you have must be beautiful! It must also be beautiful!"

"Music, after all, is something that brings pleasure to everyone, not pain to everyone..."

"Music can be complex, show off skills, have various other connotations, and even educate humanity!"

"But!"

"Music must be beautiful, and must make people feel that beauty!"

"The difficulties in music can be very obvious, but the audience must not feel pain."

"Pain needs to be left to oneself, and the beauty purified by pain should be returned to the audience!"

"I am not Chopin, I am Argerich, Martha Argerich!"

"All I need to do is to contribute the purest Chopin to all the audiences!"

"The purest music..."

Argerich turned her head and looked at He Shen with a complicated expression. She didn't know if He Shen understood her words.

However, that was all she could say...

She looked at Chopin, who was almost invisible in front of her, sighed, and turned to walk out the door.

She reached out and pushed open the heavy door and walked out of the church.

Outside the church, the staff was stopped by Zhao Zitong and Ji Mengting, who prevented him from closing the door.

The three people couldn't speak the same language, and they kept gesturing with their hands, and it seemed that they were about to quarrel.

Argerich stepped forward, walked to the staff member, and patted his shoulder.

"Who is it! Can't see me..."

The staff member was annoyed with the two little brats in front of him, and wanted to drive them away and close the church.

But when he turned his head, he was stunned, and then his eyes were filled with longing. He bowed slightly to Argerich and said respectfully.

"High Priest! You are here!"

This high priest does not mean that Argerich is the priest of this church, but Argerich's title in the music world.

She is respected by everyone as the Piano Priestess.

In Warsaw, a place that honors Chopin, this name is naturally known to everyone.

And the staff member in front of him naturally knew Argerich's status in music.

"High Priest, what do you want?"

"Wait a moment, wait for the people in the room to come out, then talk, don't be so anxious."

Argerich smiled and waved her slightly withered hands, looked at Zhao Zitong and Ji Mengting standing aside, smiled gently at them, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

She had said everything she could say.

Whether He Shen could break through the perfect level of performance in her mind depended purely on his fate.

If he could, then he would ascend to heaven in one step!

If he couldn't... he wouldn't fall into depravity, it could only be said that time and fate were the same.

Argerich left, and He Shen sat in the church, not knowing what he was thinking.

He knew what Argerich meant, and he also knew what Argerich wanted to express when she told him.

That was Argerich's thoughts when she played the most perfect Chopin First Piano Concerto.

Part of Argerich's thoughts coincided with He Shen's.

That is, music is beautiful, and it is meant to bring pleasure to people, not pain.

But the latter part clearly shows the difference between Argerich and He Shen.

Argerich is a person of personal style, and her personal style is actually quite strong.

At that time, when Argerich won the Chopin International Piano Competition, she relied on her interpretation that shocked almost everyone and made many people feel unorthodox.

Fortunately, she finally won the championship.

At that time, she had already determined her own route, which was to build the Chopin system with herself as He Shen.

But He Shen is different. He built Chopin's personal system with Chopin as the core.

So, these are just a little reference.

In the end, everything depends on whether you can understand all the information left by Chopin in the music.

Why did Chopin think of this Chopin First Piano Concerto.

What is the meaning of this work in Chopin's life?

He Shen needs to feel these things.

He Shen looked at the church that was gradually getting darker and walked to Chopin's stone tombstone.

Chopin's heart was firmly engraved in the tombstone and could not be seen at all.

But He Shen seemed to be able to feel the beating of his heart.

That touch of love for this land.

That touch of excitement of being sent back to his homeland after dying in a foreign land.

All these emotions were hidden in this shiny stone tombstone that was polished by everyone.

He Shen reached out and slowly placed his hand on the tombstone and closed his eyes.

Chopin was born in a small town far away.

A concert was held under the huge lime tree.

In the city of Warsaw, he felt the power of Poland.

Under the swords of foreign invaders, he was forced to leave his homeland and wander in Europe.

In the wandering, he was looking for the meaning of music for himself.

When he saw the twenty-four etudes created by Paganini, the greatest violinist at the time, which were regarded as the criterion by almost all students in music academies.

When he wandered to Paris, with the help of friends and the support of those nobles, he kept creating one after another, becoming more and more perfect, symbolizing the maturity of his own thoughts.

Then, I said goodbye to my friends and relatives.

Everything has come to an end.

He was also in a country that didn't belong to him at all, and slowly closed his eyes.

The last wish in his life is to send his heart back to his hometown.

Send back this land where he grew up and loved his whole life.

The image of Chopin himself in Chopin's Piano Concerto No. 1 is becoming more and more complete.

The whole person is becoming more and more vivid.

From young, to radiant, to old...

Chopin's life flows slowly in this Chopin Piano Concerto No. 1.

And He Shen finally felt that feeling, that Chopin feeling.

For him, what is Chopard?

Love one's own country, always love one's own country, that is how deep Chopard is!

Everything Chopard expresses his love for the country.

I hope that my country can become more prosperous and prosperous!

Dominate the world!

Unfortunately...he never got what he wanted in life.

In He Shen's status bar, Chopin's Piano Concerto No. 1 changed from Lv10 to Lv10 (EX) at some unknown time.

This Ex is not the final level, but symbolizes perfection.

At the LvEx stage, He Shen does not need to train himself from the state of just entering LvEx to the peak of LvEx.

Because, this LvEx is rare!

He Shen removed his hand from Chopin's tombstone, looked at the statue of Chopin in front of him, and couldn't help but remain silent.

He had clearly broken through to the realm, but why couldn't he feel any excitement at all, and instead felt a touch of sadness?

Chopin, what was he thinking about when he was in Paris? Did he really feel happy among that group of people?

He Shen didn't know...

He Shen looked at the completely dark church in front of him, pursed his lips, and walked toward the front of the concert hall.

In front of the concert hall, there is a small piano.

A very old piano.

He Shen walked to the piano and sat down.

This is just an ordinary chair, not like a modern piano stool, and the height can be adjusted freely.

He Shen placed his hand on the piano, found the position of middle C, sighed, raised his hand, and pressed it slowly.

Buzz…

Chopin Piano Sonata No. 2, third movement.

Funeral, march.

This piece has four movements, completely lacking any connection. It is a very, very mediocre sonata, not like a sonata at all.

But it is hard to deny that the funeral section of the third movement is very, very beautiful and perfect.

This "Funeral March" has appeared at the funerals of countless leaders, as well as in the works of other musicians.

The same was true even at Chopin's funeral.

It even makes people wonder whether this piece of work was written by Chopin for himself a long time ago.

The music is extremely heavy and sad.

This is He Shen's farewell, the farewell given after his work has completely reached Level 10 (Ex).

Farewell, Chopard.

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