At the end of the song, Meng Han stood up, and in the warm applause, he saluted the surroundings gently, his expression showed a trace of self-satisfaction, and his eyes looked at Liao Yuan not far away,

Seeing this scene, the crowd suddenly boiled.

The applause was annihilated, and everyone looked at Liao Yuan.

This silent noise is the most terrifying, and the huge pressure is like the wind and the sea, rushing in the face.

Liao Yuan has been very quiet, until this moment, everyone looked at him, and he showed an expression of surprise.

Is this forcing yourself to play?

The corners of Liao Yuan's mouth lifted.

"Don't go!"

Gao Feiliu reminded: "This Meng Han is deliberately embarrassing you, if you play, you will fall for his scheme." ”

Zhang Chao also said anxiously: "Mr. Liao, if you can't bear it, you have to calm down, you are a composer, it is enough for you to write "Out of the Western Regions", there is no need to test piano skills with the other party." ”

"I think that this is the basic ability to become a great pianist, and if you want to make a name for yourself in this exchange meeting and show your strength, it is best to give up the idea of being stupid and clumsy. ”

I don't know when, the host in a white tuxedo appeared beside Liao Yuan: "In this war without gunpowder, if you have real strength, I hope you respect the pianists present, this is also respect for yourself." ”

Liao Yuan glanced at the other party in surprise, and after nodding slightly, he stepped forward.

"You're guts. Meng Han left his seat, and before leaving the field, he turned his head and looked at Liao Yuan calmly: "I hope your courage matches your strength." ”

Liao Yuan sighed, his expression seemed to be quite regretful.

Then he turned and sat down at the piano, raised his hand, and entered the play.

Knock –

At that moment, the wind was fierce and dark clouds filled the sky.

In the lightning and thunder, the sound of the piano seemed to turn into a thunderbolt, which made everyone deafening.

"What a familiar sound!"

"Again...... It's the Tempest Sonata again! and it's the third movement!"

Exclamations rang out from the crowd.

Even Meng Han's face changed.

At the same time, in the same place, different people play the same music, and it is easiest to distinguish the strength of the performers.

Everyone thought that Liao Yuan would play other original repertoire comparable to "Out of the Western Regions" to make up for the lack of his skills, but they didn't expect that Liao Yuan would directly choose to be tough!

Is it self-defeating, or is it confident?

The crowd boiled again.

"I have an ominous premonition!" Zhang Chao said depressedly: "Teacher Liao is too impulsive!"

Gao Feiliu pricked up his ears and said excitedly: "Don't worry, I think there is a play!"

At the same time, on the second deck, Lin Weiyin looked at the man in the performance, supporting his chin with one hand, and his face was full of interest.

"Who is he?"

No one answered her, only the wind of the river and the sea blew the hair in her ears.

At this moment, the sound of the piano continued to leap, over the crowd, over the river, over the entire city, and drifted away towards the clouds.

Liao Yuan's ten fingers of his hands fluttered, turning into indistinct fingertip streamers, making everyone's scalps tingle and their mouths wide.

Although it is the same tune, Meng Han plays it well, and everyone takes it for granted.

But it was Liao Yuan's turn, because of preconceived reasons, it made everyone feel a huge shock.

At this moment, beside Liao Yuan, there seemed to be a wind chasing the rain, and the rain chasing the wind.

And in the midst of this wind and rain, an old man in a tuxedo with gray curly hair seemed to appear next to Liao Yuan, and gently did it, raised his hands, and played with Liao Yuan on this piano.

Life breeds soul, hope breeds rebirth, and in the storm, Liao Yuan and the old man's figure seem to merge together

The wise man never thinks that he is smarter than others, and the fool always sees his judgment as foolproof!

Child, feel the chill of the storm!

Prove to the world that I never admit defeat!

Liao Yuan felt that his fingers were burning, but the pleasure in his heart was difficult to describe in words, and with the gradual progress of the song, the old man's murmur seemed to sound in his ears:

"For six years, how bad my body has been...... But I can't say to people, 'Lour, I'm deaf,'......"

"You were desperate, weren't you?"

"Yes, I'm desperate, I don't kill myself because art keeps me, and I don't feel like I can leave this world until I have fulfilled all the mission I feel I feel I have. ”

"What is your mission?"

The old man didn't answer, but the streamer on his fingertips was more dazzling, and his ten fingers fluttered on the black and white keys, like the angry waves of the North Sea, tumbling and roaring, and the raindrops were more like neatly arranged notes on the staff, one by one, chasing each other, and racing wildly.

Countless syllables turned into light and wrapped around everyone's ears.

When the last syllable rests on the monophonic D, the third movement officially ends, and the whole storm ends!

Applause!

"Emotion! I felt a lot of emotion!"

"His strength has been able to enter the house, and the terrible thing is that when he played "Out of the Western Regions", I arrogantly thought that he was just a composer!"

"The Tempest Sonata is a vivid and vivid interpretation of the emotion, and this music is full of Beethoven's late anxiety, relief, dedication to music, and hope for a new life!"

"It's so uncomfortable, before today, I had never heard of such a pianist in the industry!"

"The ability to compose music is at its peak, and the ability to play is perfect! This person is a blockbuster, and the future is immeasurable!"

"Compared with Meng Han, his skills are not too good, and even in the handling of details and emotions, Mr. Liao is better!"

At this moment, the crowd was enthusiastically and excitedly discussing Liao Yuan's performance.

Meng Han had a blue face throughout the whole process, and Xu Sanguan next to him trembled and asked, "Meng Han, isn't this a great pianist?"

Poof, Meng Han almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

His chest was tight, and he stared at Xu Sanguan tightly, his eyes full of anger.

If it weren't for the many eyes and ears around, he would have scolded a long time ago.

Frustration hits like a tidal wave!

But in full view, he could only suppress all his anger and be eager to try and get ready to play again!

However, after Liao Yuan got up and bowed, he didn't leave his seat, but sat down again, and gently pressed a few notes on the keys with his right hand.

"Dingdingding-"

Soon, in the rapid galloping of his right hand, Liao Yuan's left hand was like an elegant dancer, and began to dance on the keys.

"It's - Liszt's Bell!"

"Is the Bell even more difficult than the Tempest Sonata?"

Once again, everyone was focused.

Soon, someone exclaimed, "Four or five finger tremolo!"

"It's terrible, it's still playing with your fingers raised!"

"Yes, yes, the technique and my Tom Qin Sheng's fight!"

"This person is really amazing, you know, the piano piece "Bell" is definitely one of the first choices for those who show off their skills!"

"No, no, no, almost all of Liszt's works are for showmanship!"

"This piece is also quite high in the world piano music difficulty rankings!"

"One of the inhuman repertoire of the great pianist Liszt. ”

"Just this piece, don't brag, I played it for three years to barely play well, but it's impossible not to drag the rhythm, compared to the real master, it's still too bad. ”

At this moment, the pianists were completely boiling, and even the charming and moving celebrities could not suppress the excitement in their hearts.

"I actually saw an afterimage? God, am I watching a tape? Cassette?"

"Isn't this my hand speed when I grab the red envelope?"

"This hand speed is terrifying, it's like the reincarnation of the six-fingered qin demon!"

"With such a fast hand speed, I don't know if there is anything wrong? Although it is very powerful, I think Teacher Meng Han must be even more powerful!"

"Wake up, there are many people present who can play "Bell" in its entirety, but there are absolutely very few people who can play it well!"

"Mr. Xi, please, please, I must introduce Mr. Liao! I really love this man, even if he doesn't like women, I admit it, these ten fingers are too powerful, I just want to be friends with him!"