Not too spacious in the infield.

When He Xiao's lips spit out these four words, from the judges to the waiting contestants, they all showed doubts on their faces.

The street where the wind lives?

What kind of piano music is this, how have I never heard of it.

The fame is very poetic, even if it is translated into English, it is eye-catching.

Could it be original?

The female judge looked interested, she had traveled to China in her early years, and she knew this ancient country with a history of 5,000 years very well, and she also had a deep understanding of Chinese characters.

Naturally, I understand how poetic the name "the street where the wind lives" is.

So she is looking forward to He Xiao's performance and see what kind of surprises this first Chinese in the audition will bring to everyone.

The judge who was a little impatient next to him was expressionless, did not show expectations, and did not say sarcastic, just a very ordinary reaction, looking like he was not interested in He Xiao's performance.

After all, everyone is different, even among the judges, the quality is uneven.

The female judge is very yearning for Chinese culture, but this judge has no feeling for China, and even has a little resistance.

Of course, personal emotions are personal emotions and cannot be brought to work, he can be dissatisfied with He Xiao, but if He Xiao's works are wonderful enough, he can't cheat on favoritism and prevent He Xiao from being promoted.

As the first Chinese to appear, and perhaps the only Chinese, He Xiao's performance has attracted attention from all sides.

"Come on!"

Carol silently cheered He Xiao up in the audience, as old friends, they are in the same camp.

In this environment where all competitors are enemies, only Carol will sincerely bless He Xiao.

The picture returns to the stage.

The expensive black piano was spotless, reflecting the light like a mirror, reflecting the shadow of He Xiao.

He sat in front of the piano one by one, his body straight, his hands lightly resting on the black and white keys.

Taking a deep breath slightly, the next moment, the slender and slender white fingers danced like the wind, and one after another light notes came out.

Very pure voice, like a young girl's love story, green and beautiful, dispel the noise, the whole person is ethereal.

Several judges' eyes lit up, and many contestants stopped squeaking.

The melody of this piece is simple and not too difficult, but it is original and very good.

What is the essence of music? It is pleasing to the ear and touching people's hearts, not all kinds of fancy tricks and tricks.

It's the same in pure music, the arrangement of the song "The Street Where the Wind Lives" is the same as the song "A Laugh in the Sea", both of which are simple and back to basics.

There are no flashy techniques, it is simple, so that people are calm and intoxicated.

If a piece of music can make people feel comfortable and sound good, then it is considered a success.

So when the song "The Street Where the Wind Lives" was performed, everyone at the scene was amazed and surprised.

What a quality original song!

The female judge who yearns for Chinese culture has stopped talking, closing her eyes and experiencing the artistic conception brought by music.

Natural, pure, and in a trance, it seems that the wind sweeps across the cheeks and stirs up thoughts.

This song is naturally a famous song in the world of black phones.

It is a classic piece composed by Yukiko Isomura and the famous Japanese erhu player Masao Sakashita.

He Xiao played a pure piano version, not the original.

The full piece of the original is even more stunning, but at the same time the role of the piano is infinitely reduced.

Because when the sound of the erhu comes out, all the instruments will be eclipsed.

Erhu, something inherited from our ancestors, also called Xiqin, began in the Tang Dynasty and flourished in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Although there are only two strings, it can deduce the most extreme feeling of sound, and I don't know how many times better than Western musical instruments.

Because of this, there is that sentence - three years of piano, five years of Xiao, and a broken waist with an erhu.

The two long strings next to each other are enough to spend a lifetime pondering.

Many Chinese people worship foreign countries and think that the erhu is vulgar, because it is popular among the people, and has never been in the hall of elegance.

Even when I see an erhu artist performing on the street, I always want to throw money into people's bowls, especially if I bring a pair of sunglasses, then I will collect more money.

But in reality, this is extremely disrespectful to the performers and instruments.

The erhu is the leader in musical instruments, and there are few unique sounds that can be compared, and perhaps only the "hooligan" suona in the musical instrument industry can compete.

He Xiao is now participating in a piano competition, so naturally it is impossible to find an erhu partner to perform with him, so he can only perform the pure piano version of "The Street Where the Wind Lives".

But even if it's just that, it's enough to cope with the audition stage.

After all, this is not yet in the top 100, and the requirements for the tracks are not so strict, so you can almost pass the test.

After the top 100, when the draw and showdown begin, that is the real battle of the dragon.

At that time, it was not He Xiao's turn to relax, and he had to come up with a killer song to advance all the way.

As for now, it's just the audition stage, and a pure piano version of "The Street Where the Wind Lives" is enough to pass the test.

The light piano sound whispered like the wind in their ears, and everyone listened to it as if they were fascinated.

Everyone's hometown has a wind-inhabited street, and when you hear this song, you will be inadvertently awakened with memories.

It was a young figure, chasing under the ginkgo tree in the old street, the breeze blowing on his cheeks, and in a blink of an eye, he had grown up, saying absurd love words to his beloved girl......

Time flies, like the wind that rushes by, never stops, and when I come to the old street again, the wind is gone, the ginkgo tree is gone, the people are gone, and the memories of my youth are empty, lingering in my chest for a long time.

In a person's life, the only thing that cannot be lost is the breeze and youth that live in the old street.

Dingding......

Dingding......

The soothing sound of the piano resounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone's hearts gradually quieted down, silent in their own stories.

He Xiao's ten fingers danced on the black and white piano keys, like the wind transiting, gentle and delicate.

Long.

The piano began to fade and the piece came to an end.

After finishing the final work on the white keys with his middle finger, He Xiao got up and bowed to everyone in the audience.

His show is over.

The judges suddenly came back to their senses, looked at each other, and were shocked by this amazing performance.

The white judge, who was a little mean and impatient before, also frowned, surprised by He Xiao's performance, and it was difficult to decide.

There are no overly amazing techniques, but they are simple and very pleasant to listen to.

In the original sense of music's existence, He Xiao's performance was a success.

The female judge who longed for Chinese culture had a smile on her face, and she had the answer in her heart.

As for the people in the audience, they also began to talk about it at this time, and exchanged words with each other.

He Xiao's original repertoire made them feel the pressure.

Even the racist contestants were silent and did not dare to talk nonsense.

They may have some prejudice against the Chinese, but as music lovers, they also inevitably respect the music masters.

He Xiao used his performance to gain his own respect.

Chinese people can also play excellent music.

He is not worried that he will be eliminated in the audition stage, because there is absolutely nothing to say about the quality of this "Street Where the Wind Lives", which is even more brilliant than Carol's original song just now, and there is no reason to fail in the Isabella Piano Competition, which is known as absolutely fair and just.

Sure enough, after some discussion between the three judges, they announced the results with a serious face.

"Congratulations to player No. 48, you have made the cut!"