At that time, the Warsaw media did not forget to mention Branhano in the midst of doubts.

In those days, the aura from Branhano on Edmundo's body seemed to have become a thorny collar on his head.

Afterwards, Robert also invited him to a home-cooked meal for this purpose, and told him not to be influenced by the outside world and prepare well for the next game.

Under tremendous pressure from the outside world and himself, Edmundo, with the encouragement of his family and friends, had a break out in the second round.

The Big Bang.

He proved to everyone with his flawless performance why he made it to the second round.

Only overnight.

The Warsaw press all began to praise him as if it were one-sided.

For a while, he was sent to the cusp of public opinion.

He knew he had to play better in the third round to reassure those who were still skeptical.

Do not doubt yourself in the predicament, and do not be complacent when you receive flowers and applause.

Edmundo is ready to continue the outbreak.

And the touching words that his teacher told him last night, 'Go and let it go, no matter what the result is, you are the pride of the Polish piano.' ’

At that moment, the national sentiment buried in his heart was completely ignited.

...

"Wow"——

That blood was still burning to this day, and he bowed deeply in the face of the applause from the audience.

Then he turned around and sat down at the piano.

The applause fell, and he was still adjusting the height of the piano bench.

The previous female contestant's long legs made him embarrassed, and he had to sit taller than the other to make his arms more comfortable when he raised his arms.

Finally adjusting the bench to the right height, Edmonds pushed the gold-rimmed frame on the bridge of his nose.

The next second.

"Phew!"

Wild chords swept through the ice fields like a north wind, and the whole hall seemed to be invaded by cold wind for a moment.

Gorgeous streams of sound scurrying through the wilderness, 'Op. 28-16, Prelude in B flat minor, bold rapids'

Edmonds decisively began his playing.

Somewhat similar to Qin Jian's start of the third round, he also chose the prelude, but he did not start with the first prelude.

He chose to start with a bold rush.

The impatient scale-based theme rages over and over again in a crisp, low-pitched gyratory rhythm.

At the beginning, he showed a kind of final-like momentum, which made the audience excited.

In A-flat major, 17 after Op.28-16, his performance becomes soft again, like an affectionate man expressing his love for his sweetheart in a wordless song.

The two contrasting melodies tightened and loosened, one in front and one behind, allowing the atmosphere of the scene to completely enter his Chopin world.

Branhano leaned back in his chair and looked at the young figure on the stage with satisfaction, he was very satisfied with Edmonds' opening.

An Jieyi on his side didn't see any change in his expression.

Edmund then played seven more preludes, culminating in number 24 in D minor.

The enthusiasm of the ending is like a revolution, and the structure of the whole piece is even more magnificent.

Stop.

Edmonds wiped his sweat and held the frame.

Raise your hand and drop your fingers, and the performance continues.

'Op. 58 Sonata No. 3'

In four movements, every subtle breath and pause under Edmunds' fingertips determines the context of the phrase from beginning to end.

There is no doubt that the highest meaning of the Polish piano school lies in the singing of great phrases.

No matter how beautiful Chopin's melody is, it also needs to be deeply understood to be revealed.

Edmonds's Polish blood is his sharpest hammer pick.

When the sound of the last movement settles, a set of beautifully crafted artworks is presented on the stage.

"His sonata can compete for the best sonata of this year. ”

In the corner of the audience, Igraz whispered to Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci nodded, only in terms of art, Edmonds's sonata can be said to be one of the best in all sonata works in this round.

The only thing that can compete with them is probably the sonata of the two German-Austrian players, Fred and Adams.

Originally, according to the previous rounds of performances, Ivanov, who was purely Russian, should also have the strength to fight in the sonata, but Ivanov's sonata left a lot of chicken feathers.

And the modern genre of Ricky and Qin Jian, who could not be defined as a specific genre, did not press the treasure on the sonata in the third round.

However, Edmonds's performance was not over yet, and Shen Qingci was a little curious about how the other party's next Mazurka would play.

He could see that the other party had a belief in winning as soon as he appeared, and the other party did perform a wonderful performance in the first half hour.

In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with this, but is the other party's physical strength and energy enough to support him to continue playing such a profligate performance?

Shen Qingci couldn't help but draw a question mark in his heart.

As far as he knew, Edmonds had not competed in any major events before the Chopin Competition.

...

Edmonds' performance continued.

In the final mazurka, he continues the sonata.

...

Passionate melodies flutter all over the sky.

Elegantly bisected with each note, the work is directed towards a pure, natural sense of free velocity flow throughout the work

The music takes an even bigger turn at the last minute, in just the right place.

The Polish youth in front of the piano waved his arms even more excitedly in front of the piano!

It is as if to prove that only the Chopin, played by the Poles, is the most orthodox Chopin!

"Wow !!————"

The coda seemed to ignite all the blood in Edmonds' chest.

It's just that the new sparks ignited by the final phrase all dissipated in an instant, drifting to every corner of the hall.

Because the music has stopped.

Edmund gasped as if in a dream.

The depression in his heart had disappeared, but suddenly he felt empty.

...

“bravo！！！！！！”

A Warsaw fan on the second floor of the stands got up excitedly, shouted, raised his hands above his head and clapped them vigorously.

‘papapa！！’

"Whoop————————————

The Warsaw Philharmonic Hall was drowned out with applause.

At this moment, there is not a single Warsaw person who is not excited, whether on the scene or in front of the screen.

Once again, Edmonds proved himself.

Branhano clapped, very hard.

But this time, Andrzey's face on his side changed, although he also applauded, his eyes flashed a little uneasy.

The other side.

"It's wonderful! I used to disdain it, but now it seems that Rafat is a good teacher!"

Igraz was proud of his fellow Poles.

"Definitely. ”

Shen Qingci nodded, acknowledging that Branhano had taught Edmonds the most orthodox Polish school, and he also praised Edmonds' talent.

But there is one thing he keeps in his heart, Branhano has only competed in one major tournament, although he won the championship.

But once is one time.

...

Backstage breaks.

"Well, how to put it, it's just that his emotions are too much. ”

Qin Jian tried to explain to Duan Ran a little more clearly, "He released too much emotion in this round, although I don't know why he was so eager to perform, but I am basically sure that his performance in the final will never exceed today's scene." ”

"Why?" Duan Ran still didn't understand, "Judging from his steady rise in the past few rounds, he should have a better performance in the finals, right?"

Qin Jian smiled: "Then you tell me what is a better performance?"

Duan Ran pondered for a moment, and felt that he was really asked.

"Uh~ It's more... Anyway... Then you say~"