Chapter Ninety-One: The Children Favored by Music
The thunder sounded, and it was a fierce struggle.
Music transcends all words.
The old man on the stage used his limbs to interpret sonorously and powerfully.
There is only one sound in the entire Chime Concert Hall, which belongs to the voice of the elderly.
As if all the ornaments in the language have been removed naturally, there is a pure natural substance flowing in the music.
Fit all things, but also very personal.
The moment your ears approach it, you will also become a part of it.
Step into the world of music.
And the performers who created this world have already become one with this world from the moment they appear.
It wasn't until a long vibrato hovered over the concert hall that the music returned to a certain static.
At this time, the audience dared to breathe a sigh of relief.
Qin Jian's clenched right hand gradually loosened.
The old man's performance gradually came to an end, but the hazy atmosphere of the scene had not yet dissipated.
When the concert hall was completely silent, many of the audience raised their hands.
However, a few seconds passed, and there was no applause in the hall.
The atmosphere feels like it's stuck in the wrong beat.
There were only people who looked at each other.
How should we applaud, or is it time to applaud?
It seems that what was originally a simple problem has become complicated in such an atmosphere.
A moment passes.
There is still no one to break the deadlock.
At this moment, the atmosphere of the audience gradually changed.
The old man in front of the piano slowly stood up, held the piano and glanced around the audience, and bowed gently.
Then he picked up the microphone and walked to the front of the golden stage.
"Ahem. β
A soft cough rang out throughout the concert hall.
"It's time to applaud. β
The teasing tone, the relaxed tone, and the humorous tone that seriously does not match the appearance.
instantly detonated the audience.
In an instant, the entire Chime Concert Hall was flooded with applause.
There is no process, direct ridicule.
The old man bent down deeply.
It wasn't until near the end of the applause that he straightened up and spoke again.
"Thank you. β
Seeing the applause again, the old man hurriedly waved his hand.
"Leave the applause for the people around you, and for yourselves. β
The old man paused, and his soft, hoarse voice sounded again.
"First of all, I would like to sincerely thank the organizing committee of the competition for giving the old man a chance to stand here and nag a few words. β
"If the youth is strong, the country will be strong, and you represent the future and direction of the development of Chinese music. β
"I want to see you stand on this stage of non-faith and unleash your unique experiences, emotions and energies. β
"Today is your holiday. β
"I would like to congratulate all the contestants who have participated in the competition, there is no doubt that this will be an extraordinary life experience in your lives. β
...
"Finally. β
"On my own behalf, welcome to you-"
"Children who are favored by music. β
"I'm convinced. β
"Your arrival will leave new hope for this aging concert hall. β
...
"I declare. β
"The 6th Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition. β
"Opening ceremony, launch. β
Music rang out, applause rang out.
Under the music and applause, the old man bowed again and turned to leave the stage.
For Qin Jian, the rest of the process seemed too boring.
Compared with the official speech of the organizing committee, the introduction of various characters makes Qin Jian even more big.
This leader, that one, back and forth, there is no difference in the set of words.
Even though it was such a special competition, there was nothing new about it.
Bad reviews.
The atmosphere at the venue was also getting noisier.
Until the end of the speech of the representative of the judges' seats.
"In the seventh item of the opening ceremony, the representative of the contestants spoke. β
The representative of the contestants spoke, and there is still this kind of operation?
Qin Jian cheered up and focused his eyes on the stage.
I saw that the sliding door of the sound hood on the left side of the stage was pulled open again.
"What is this?"
Qin Jian was stunned for a moment, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he squinted his eyes and carefully distinguished, and in an instant, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up slightly by half a minute.
A figure in a black suit walked out of the door, not tall, but with a unique confidence, walked to the podium in front of the left side of the stage.
He first turned and bowed in each of the three directions of the audience, and then moved to the wheat stand on the podium.
Elegant manners, with a rigorous appearance, just a blurred figure is enough to attract attention.
"Honorable guys..."
A hearty voice rang out in the hall.
"It's him. β
Affirming the answer in his heart, Qin Jian felt a little more relaxed inexplicably.
"Now the people are finally here. β
If you can't run, you can't hide.
If you think about it, this is the best time.
"Whew-"
Qin Jian's mouth moved slightly, and he let out a long breath.
"What's wrong?"
He Jing on the side heard the movement and turned his head.
Qin Jian's five fingers of his left hand regularly tapped on the armrest of the seat, and his indifferent gaze did not leave the figure on the stage.
After a moment, Qin Jian turned half of his body sideways, and his chin was pressed to He Jing's ear.
He Jing only felt a burst of hot air blowing in her ears, her ears itched for a while, her mind was scattered, and she didn't hear the other party's words clearly for a while.
No one knew what Qin Jian said.
It's just that this scene happened to be captured by a pair of eyes not far away.
And the other corner of the auditorium.
A figure curled up on a chair seemed a little out of place with the atmosphere of the whole venue.
The girl kept her head down as if she was completely immersed in her own world, and when she looked up by chance, she suddenly found something interesting, took off her headphones, and looked at the stage with interest.
"It didn't disappoint. β
...
The impassioned speeches continued.
"Finally, allow me to make a solemn oath on behalf of all the participants in this competition. β
"We must strictly abide by the rules of the competition, respect the competition, respect the judges, and respect the opponent. β
"Take the game seriously, the results, the level, the style. β
"Oath taker. β
"Fang Zongyao. β
"Thank you. β
Three bows.
......
Wait until all the speeches are over and all the official processes are over.
The last item of the opening ceremony, the opening concert, will open the curtain.
It's totally a feast of classical music.
Masters at home and abroad are radiant and show the beauty of classical music one scene after another.
The last finale combination to appear on the stage made the audience scream.
Five young people from all over the world poured the last breath of energy into this exciting competition.
It also symbolizes a kind of inheritance.
"They are the champion group of the Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition. β
"Piano, Chi Heng. β
"Violin, Xia Mengyao. β
"Accordion, Wei Mingyu. β
"Cello, Qi Dong. β
"Classical guitar, Lin Chongchong. β
On the stage, five young people with extraordinary temperament, dressed in solemn dresses, sat in their own positions.
The piano is located behind the center of the stage, the violins and accordion are side by side in front of the piano, the bass sits on the left side of the violin, and the classical guitar is on the right side of the accordion.
"They will play Piazzolla's quintetβ"
βfugataβ
The moment the accordion sounds.
It's like the last whistle.
The final prelude to the game was kicked off.
Although some have long since quit.
But that didn't stop the cheers in the stadium.
....
It's just that the atmosphere off the field is a bit serious.
Outside the door of the special contestant registration office on the first floor of the theater.
He Jing's words, Qin Jian was a little annoyed.