At the same time, there were also wonderful competitions on the stages of other major sub-venues.

Every stage is full of surprises or surprises.

The competition scene of the semi-finals is no longer only a single relationship between 'contestants and judges', but even a certain relationship between 'contestants and spectators', 'spectators and judges'.

Under the competition of multiple relationships, the Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition is in full swing.

......

The applause in the audience of the Peony Concert Hall rang out again, dedicated to the seventh contestant who finished the performance.

A Brahms Piano Sonata No. 3 in F minor, with its exuberant and soulful, melodious melody left a deep impression on many audiences

Judging from the expressions of the judges, the performance of this contestant is also worthy of recognition.

Obviously, he has most likely pocketed half of the tickets for the third round.

As the delighted young man on the stage bowed and left, the hall was quiet again.

"The eighth contestant - Zhao Yinuo, selected by the Haishi Musicians Association"

"This round she will bring the following tracks"

"Chopin Nocturne, op9.no2"

"Instructor, Zhou Rong"

Zhao Yinuo's appearance is still amazing, wrapped in a gorgeous black dress, exquisite makeup and dazzling, and the left hand with a black bandage.

It is full of a mystery that belongs to the inner world of the piano.

This made the audience look forward to it even more.

The elegant black swan girl in front of the piano, the player drops her fingers, and the scene on the stage seems to be transformed into a salon night a century ago in a second.

The first note drawn under the girl's fingers seemed to carry the scent of blue hyacinth.

Minimalist and subtle.

However, a few minutes after the music began, the first image that came to the minds of many viewers was-

Cats and mice.

...

Background.

The crowd in front of the big screen looked at each other.

...

"Nocturne in E flat major?"

This Zhao Yinuo's song selection logic is really...

Qin Jian couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.

The first round of ghost fire, as the pinnacle of modern piano technical flow, is itself an etude, so it has no problem being used for the first performance, and the whole piece has no other obvious flaws except for its inhuman difficulty.

In comparison, this E-flat major nocturne is too ordinary to appear in such a competition, except for being good-sounding and popular, Qin Jian can hardly find any intention about Zhao Yinuo to put this song in the second round of the competition.

Even because this track is too classic.

Qin Jian instead thinks that this will make the judges set the judging standards higher.

"Courage. ”

However, Qin Jian was not worried that the other party would stop this round because of this, but gradually found a quiet contemplation in the melody in his ears.

In the peace, you can see the melody of ups and downs, which is shuttling through the entire backstage.

"It's not a bad one. "A rest room in the depths.

......

The black girl in front of the black piano, the ten slender fingers seem to have lost their strength and balance in the softest music.

Volt and above the keys, rubbing.

Click-

The last note is like fluorescent, like a nocturne in the night.

Before everyone woke up from their dreams, the music had stopped in peace.

Take a bow.

Gentle, elegant.

"Never heard such a beautiful nocturne. ”

The applause of the judges was the first to ring.

For Zhao Yinuo, every judge was extremely impressed.

The first round of ghost fire showed extremely rigorous piano technique.

The second round of nocturne, the deep and delicate affection is just right.

"Old Zhou, your student has a terrible future. ”

"The child is still young, and the road ahead is still long, Dean Liu. ”

The judges scored and the audience applauded, and they had nothing to do with each other.

The moderator continued to announce the curtain.

"The ninth player to appear - Feng Ziyan, selected by the Yanjing Musicians Association"

"He will bring the following tracks"

"Scarlatti Piano Sonata in D minor"

Backstage porch.

"Poof".

The door to Lounge 14 was slammed open, and a round white bullet burst out of it.

"W-so fast!!"

In front of everyone's eyes, the white meat bullet quickly rushed to the passage with a miserable scream.

At this moment, the doors of the two adjacent rest rooms marked 19 and 21 were also pushed open at the same time.

Qin Jian stepped out of his leg and leaned out for the first time.

Right next to him, a leg sticking out of the other door.

A long leg, blue jeans, and a pair of white sneakers under the bare ankle.

This kind of dress is already rare in the entire backstage at the moment.

Apparently the owner of the leg also noticed the sound on the side.

At this moment, the four eyes met at this moment, and suddenly there was an unusually flexible jumping sound from the porch.

At this moment, it was hard for Qin Jian to imagine how a fat hand could suddenly change speed and strength to repeatedly press this complicated decomposition chord.

What is certain, however, is that of all the composers of the eighteenth century, Scarlatti's style is undoubtedly the most elusive.

It's like the atmosphere at the moment.

Qin Jian didn't know where the familiarity in the other party's eyes came from.

This sudden feeling, under the control melody of a pair of fat hands, is more and more heart-pounding.

Music can give people some kind of ephemeral illusion, just like that.

Almost simultaneously, to the rhythm of the music, the two young men nodded slightly to each other at the same time.

But then, in a staccato process with strong hints, the music suddenly interrupted for about half a second in a very hasty manner.

And just half a second in this free space

The long-legged owner turned around indifferently and walked towards the dressing room with his handbag.

At this moment, the music resumes, and the notes that continue to jump are full of Rococo romance, as if with a prank with a special heart.

"Not bad. ”

Listening to the melody in his ears, in Qin Jian's vision, only the empty porch remained, and there was a faint smell of laundry detergent left in the air.

"It's a blue moon. ”

Qin Jian sorted out his expression and walked towards the common area.

Pushing the door was originally to pay attention to a certain fat Scarlatti, and as for the rest of the matter, it was just an accident at best.

On the stage of the hall, Feng Ziyan controlled his hands intently.

Manipulating the musical texture, starting with the second part of the music in the subordinate key, the dazzling four keys in a row, from A major to F minor, to C minor, and finally back to D minor.

The rich tonal colors made the audience ignore the pair of short and fat arms in front of the piano.

He used his skillful technique to interpret that "it is not that you cannot play the piano well because you have small hands and short arms".

The music enters its final epilogue.

After a set of trills, Feng Ziyan lifted his hands vigorously, completely out of the range of the keys, stagnated in mid-air, and slowly withdrew his hand after the stage was completely quiet.

Standing up with two white swallowtails propped up by the hips behind him, it looked extremely funny.

It's just that at this time, no one in front of the big screen thinks it's funny.

"From Debussy to Scarlatti, there was a difference of 200 years. ”

Qin Jian sighed.

Regarding the interpretation of the style of the work, from the competition to the present, from Qin Jian's point of view, Feng Ziyan is the best player, and there is no one.

And in the second round, when some of the contestants have already shown their housekeeping skills, the other party still only lightly came up with a short track with an active atmosphere.

What's more, it's all stamped and locked before the draw.

"What a confident fat man. ”

"Thumbs up. ”

With Zhao Yinuo's deep nocturne and Feng Ziyan's cheerful D minor, the entire atmosphere of the scene was pushed to a high mockery.

This also made the atmosphere of the arena a little dull after the performance of the next few players.

In the evaluation and appreciation of music, most of the audience still stays at whether it is intuitive and whether it is pleasant and lively.

Therefore, the enthusiasm of other doors for a piece does not directly reflect the performance of a contestant.

However, the successive performances of several works with a fast-paced style do make people feel a little tired of hearing.

Not only in the auditorium, but also backstage.

There are fewer and fewer people in front of the big screen, and there are only five people left including Qin Jian.

Not far behind him, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Jian looked sideways.

Stunned.

The eyes are facing each other again.

"The twelfth player to appear - Duan Ran"