The world's number one pianist

Zhao Zitong on the stage was full of vigor!

She almost attracted everyone in the concert hall to her music.

At this moment, in the backstage of the concert hall.

Contestant No. 4 was frozen at the door. He looked at Zhao Zitong on the stage and his emotions had collapsed.

The person in front was still a little bit better.

But he, as No. 4.

Especially with Zhao Zitong in front and No. 4 from Japan, Nakamura Shiro, behind.

There was no chance of survival.

None of these two people was easy to mess with.

The strength of these two people could almost be regarded as the two strongest in this round of competition.

Not to mention Ji Mengting behind them!

Now, there were wolves in front and tigers behind. Whether he could get out of this place was a problem. As for whether he could get a better ranking...

He didn't even dare to think about it.

There was no possibility for him to escape from these two people.

It was obvious that the two of them were going to confront each other head-on, and he was just a small sacrifice on the stage.

Thinking of this, the first reaction of the fourth contestant was to withdraw directly.

Let Zhao Zitong and the Nakamura Bai behind him fight head-on.

Although it is impossible for him to reap the benefits of this place, after all, he may be eliminated directly.

But it is still interesting to see the gods fighting!

However...

The fourth contestant stood there and hesitated for a long time, looking at the closed stage door in front of him, his eyes became heavy.

He didn't know what he should do now.

The requirements for participating in this competition are not simple, and you need to have a little qualification.

Not everyone can come to participate in the competition.

For example, he was also recommended by his teacher and won the championship of their local competition before he could barely get to this place.

If he was asked to give up the competition directly, he would not be willing at all!

It's not good to have bad grades, and it's not good to know that you can't get a good score.

But... this is the highest stage in Japan!

The fourth contestant stood there and hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to continue on stage.

It's okay to die, but it's just cannon fodder? What's there to be afraid of?

He looked at Zhao Zitong on the stage, his expression even heavier.

Zhao Zitong on the stage didn't know the mentality of the fourth contestant backstage, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

Her fingers moved quickly on the piano, and the musicality she showed made everyone in the concert hall silent.

Her strength was too strong. Compared with other contestants, her strength was too strong!

With such strong strength, people didn't have any desire to resist at all.

From the first work Hunting, to the second work Mazeppa, to the third work Chopin's First Piano Ballade.

Three works, one work is stronger than the other, and the strength she showed in her hands overturned the judges' guesses about her again and again.

Strong, really strong!

Almost reached the strongest level that a contestant could reach!

So strong that these judges wanted to change the score.

Unfortunately, these judges couldn't give Zhao Zitong a higher score.

It's not because they have submitted the score.

If you want to modify it, you can still modify it.

The main reason is that they need to leave a little room.

If Zhao Zitong is the last contestant and the works she plays reach this level, then they are happy to give Zhao Zitong a full score.

But Zhao Zitong is not the last contestant, she is the third contestant.

Although the third contestant has more room than the first, in fact, it is not much more.

The judges gave a score of 95, which is already the highest score.

They are not sure whether there will be better contestants later.

If Zhao Zitong is given a full score now, how many points should be given to the contestants who are better than Zhao Zitong later?

Is it possible to give more than full marks?

Although these judges think that the score given to Zhao Zitong may be a little low, it is not easy to raise it to a higher level.

Therefore, these judges can only look at Zhao Zitong with appreciation, and will not choose to change the score.

After all, the Hamamatsu International Piano Competition is different from piano competitions in other places, especially the Chopin International Piano Competition.

The piano competition here is round after round, and the results of the previous round will not be carried over to the next round.

Therefore, it is enough to ensure that Zhao Zitong appears stably, and higher scores in the future are not particularly useful!

Except for the award for the best music.

Zhao Zitong is not particularly clear about the twists and turns of the judges. She is just trying her best to interpret her music and try not to lose face for He Shen.

After all, she is He Shen's student!

She absolutely cannot let He Shen's reputation for teaching be damaged in any way!

The music is flowing quickly, and the emotions are stirring in the concert hall without any reservation.

Everyone looked at Zhao Zitong, their eyes filled with indescribable shock.

The emotions expressed by each note are all contained in the music, making it impossible for everyone to escape their eyes.

Finally, in the eyes of everyone, Zhao Zitong raised and lowered his hand.

The last sound was squeezed out slowly.

Music, the end.

The concert hall seemed extremely quiet. Everyone looked at Zhao Zitong and did not dare to say a word.

They looked at Zhao Zitong in silence, thinking about how they should express the shock in their hearts.

After all, Zhao Zitong's interpretation of music has almost reached the completion they understood.

After a long time, someone slowly broke down.

Then the concert hall shook.

Thunderous applause sounded, and they gathered all their strength in their hands, giving Zhao Zitong their strongest shock.

Zhao Zitong stood up and looked at the people applauding vigorously under the stage, with a smile on his lips.

This was the first time she enjoyed this feeling on stage.

This feeling is not annoying

Zhao Zitong looked at everyone, holding the piano next to him, bowing slightly, trying to keep himself as calm as possible, and left towards the entrance next to him with great grace.

The next contestant behind the stage, who had just built up confidence in himself, was completely pale at this moment.

He glanced at Zhao Zitong, who was walking towards him, and then at Shiro Nakamura, who had just opened the door behind him and walked out of the lounge, and couldn't help but swallowed.

What is this? A strong conversation?

I originally thought about being able to show off a little bit of myself on stage, but now...

Contestant No. 4 couldn't help but lower his head, wishing to leave the backstage immediately and find a place to soothe his injured heart.

The staff on the side was looking at the documents in their hands, and did not pay attention to the expression of contestant No. 4 next to them. They just felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, so they couldn't help but raise their heads, look at contestant No. 4, and said.

"Contestant No. 4, it's your turn, why don't you go on stage?"

"You, I..."

Contestant No. 4 was speechless. After struggling for a moment, he closed his eyes suddenly, raised his head, and strode towards the stage.

His steps were extremely stiff, he walked to the stage with difficulty, and bowed slightly to everyone.

The result may be that he was too nervous. When he sat down, he started playing directly without waiting for the backstage staff to announce the curtain.

The sound at the beginning was too solid due to the stiffness of the body.

And this kind of solid sound obviously directly makes the things that need to be expressed in the music lack connotation.

Therefore, many judges sitting in the judges' seat looked at contestant No. 4's performance, shook their heads, and randomly filled in a score on his name.

Probably, around 70 minutes.

A score that’s neither too ugly nor too pretty.

The player on the stage quickly understood his situation, and his body couldn't help but feel a little weak.

His timbre changed again!

This change directly made what he showed more difficult to understand.

And at this moment, it was obvious that his playing was over.

Even if he didn't play a single note wrong, there was no way he could continue to let the judges give him a higher score.

There is no music in his music.

Shiro Nakamura at the back of the stage looked at the player on the stage, his expression unchanged.

He just glanced casually, then looked at Zhao Zitong who was about to leave, and suddenly said.

"You play very well."

"Huh?" Zhao Zitong was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Nakamura Haku to actually talk to her like this. Then she immediately turned around, looked at Nakamura Haku, puffed up her chest, and said proudly: "Well, my teacher's teachings are not bad, right? Not bad, right?”

"Seeing my performance just now, shouldn't you admit now how big the gap is between you and my teacher?"

"I told you, my teacher was already many times better at playing than you when he was your age. Now my teacher's ability is beyond your imagination."

"So, it's better to surrender as soon as possible and stop struggling!"

Nakamura Shiro couldn't help but pause after listening to Zhao Zitong's words, then shook his head and said helplessly.

"The way you talk now, you really sound like a villain..."

"Huh? Me? Villain? Why am I a villain?" Zhao Zitong didn't understand what Nakamura Shiro said and couldn't help but blinked.

Isn't this a normal conversation? Why did he become a villain for no reason?

As a result, before she could speak, Nakamura Shiro continued to speak.

"Your performance is pretty good. You have everything you need. You are basically the best among students!"

"It's a pity that you are still not free from the influence of your teacher. Many of the things you play may have been taught to you by He Shen, not what you came up with yourself!"

"He Shen teaches very well. If there is not a top pianist reserve, that is, me, you may really win the first and second place this year."

"After all, this is only a nominally global Asian intrastate competition. Most of the contestants are still students, or came from students. Many of their ideas about music depend on their teachers."

"Of course, I'm not saying that what you showed is not good. It's certainly good to be able to play the effect that the teacher wants. I'm just saying..."

"Your performance still lacks a lot of things, for example, your own stuff!"

"So... you can't beat me!"

Nakamura Shiro's tone was very sure, without any hesitation.

He didn't even look at Zhao Zitong next to him, but just looked at the fourth contestant on the stage, his eyes full of expectations.

Looking forward to the moment when he stood on the stage.

Looking forward to the moment when he showed his music to everyone.

Someone asked Nakamura Shiro before, why others want to listen to you play the piano instead of doing their own things, such as playing with mobile phones and watching movies.

After all, there are so many entertainment devices now, listening to music is not the first choice for everyone.

Nakamura Shiro only has a very simple sentence for these people.

Because, I play well, and the music I play has what they want.

So... they must listen to me play the piano.

A little crazy, a little arrogant.

Unfortunately, all those who have heard him play the piano have not said that he is too proud.

Because, he plays really well.

For other contestants, he is the devil just like his reputation!

The devil, Nakamura Shiro.

Wow...

There was a sparse applause in the concert hall, and the fourth contestant on the stage had finished playing.

He was a little absent-minded, and his walking was a little unsteady.

He was particularly confused now, and felt that his career might have come to an end.

Oh, no...

This should not be called the end, but it has fallen at the starting point, and there is no possibility of continuing to move forward.

He staggered to the backstage and took a look at Zhao Zitong and Nakamura Shiro who were standing in the backstage and confronting each other. There was no trace of arrogance to continue fighting.

He just raised his head and glanced at the two, and then walked down.

Nakamura Shiro did not look at the fourth contestant, he just continued to look at the stage.

And Zhao Zitong, looking at Nakamura Shiro, narrowed his eyes.

Then, he suddenly smiled.

"Well, since you said you can interpret a piece of work, interpret it in your own way, and interpret your own music, then I want to listen to it, to hear what your music is like!"

"But you said I don't have my own things in it, this is not right..."

"I just didn't pay attention to these things during the preliminary round."

"He Shen told me not to be too nervous during the preliminary round. I even learned about my competition this morning, so many things are not ready yet."

"I thought you would give up, but I didn't expect that you would still want to continue?"

"Okay, then let me, Ji Mengting, and my teacher He Shen see where the cost of your pride is!"

Zhao Zitong shook her head, turned around and walked into the lounge without saying a word to Nakamura Bai.

Nakamura Bai was a little surprised by Zhao Zitong's behavior, and raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't think much about it.

Even if this is not Zhao Zitong's full strength, what does it matter? He originally wanted to show his full strength on this stage.

No matter how strong the people in front and behind are, he will do this.

Therefore, Shiro Nakamura just nodded to the staff beside him, and after the piano on the stage was replaced, he walked onto the stage.

At this moment, the stage was empty, and the lights shone on the piano, shining brightly.

Shiro Nakamura gently tidied his clothes, and walked onto the stage amid the applause of the crowd.

He looked at the people around him and bowed slightly.

The voice of the backstage staff also sounded at this time.

"Japan, Shiro Nakamura!"

"Piano selection: Yamaha CFX"

"Work selection, Liszt Super Skill Etude, Will-O-Won!"

After the voice fell, Shiro Nakamura did not start playing immediately, but looked at the people under the stage in the sight of the crowd and smiled slightly.

To everyone under the stage.

Whether it was a teacher, a student, or a judge.

He slowly spoke to the people under the stage in a tone that seemed to have a hint.

"Watch carefully and learn well."