With the end of Zhang Yu's performance, the audience erupted in the warmest applause and cheers since the start of tonight's performance, and the huge cheers almost seemed to lift the roof of the entire National Opera House, showing that every audience present was impressed by Zhang Yu's performance.

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"Great! Great! I've never heard such a great solo violin piece. This kid is definitely a musical genius!"

"It's a pity! This genius is not us Hungarians, otherwise in a few years, our Hungarian music will definitely become the envy of all musicians in the world. ”

Who let all the luck in the world now flow to the Chinese. That's the economy, and now even music. ”

"Actually, I think we should find a way to recruit him to the Hungarian Conservatory! I can't let him be born in Hungary, so studying and growing up in Hungary is also a good choice. ”

"Clever!"

"Great idea!"

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Everyone in the art troupe here also has an expression of admiration at the moment, you must know that Zhang Yu's stage effect is difficult to see in previous performances, and this is still abroad, and the taste of foreigners is not so easy to grasp. It's easy to get people to politely respond to applause, but it's not so simple to make people cheer from the heart.

"Xiao Zhang, this kid, is definitely a super genius. His creative ability and violin playing ability are far beyond our imagination. ”

"Actually, this is talent! It's something that can't be envied. In any case, it is a very happy thing that such a young genius can appear in our country. It seems that the world art stage will have a place for us Chinese in the future. ”

"That's right! It's a pity that he would have been better if he had studied folk music. In this way, he will be able to create some new folk music pieces, and I will say that I am almost vomiting all these songs now. I don't know when a folk music master will appear, save our precarious folk music system!"

"Hehehehehe!"

Everyone talked and laughed, but Ma Hao next to him had an ugly face...... Seeing Zhang Yu being so welcomed by the audience, of course, made him feel very uncomfortable. Especially in the case of his own smashing, his rival performed very well, which made him even more uncomfortable, which also made his hatred for Zhang Yu rise to a new level, and he must give him a good look in the future.

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Zhang Yu smiled at this time and hugged Paul Lange, after all, such a perfect interpretation would not have been possible without Lange's cooperation. At the same time, the two saluted together amid the louder shouts of the audience.

Paul Lange saluted and walked off the stage, and the audience who didn't have a program thought it was over! Some of those who had seen the program knew that there was another program behind.

At this time, the host took the stage again and said with a smile: "Please enjoy the orchestral ensemble "Symphony of Destiny" composer, Zhang Yu, conductor, Zhang Yu. ”

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The audience in the audience heard this with a little big eyes and little eyes, and it turned out that the show was not over yet...... Many people immediately looked at the simple program list printed on the ticket and found that there was still a program in the end. And it's also a big program, the orchestral ensemble, the composer and the conductor are all Zhang Yu, who has just played the violin. Is he still going to conduct? And conducting his own original orchestra?

"No, this kid can write orchestral music!"

"Yes, it's incredible! But very few people can write orchestral music nowadays, and it is young to be able to write at the age of forty, let alone how old he is. ”

"It's no longer a matter of size, people are not only creating, but also directing. Creating and directing, I can't imagine if this kid is a normal human being. ”

"I don't know how this "Symphony of Destiny" is?

"I guess that's okay! Otherwise, I wouldn't have allowed him to perform on stage. But what does the note on this list mean, 'When fate knocks?' You know that?"

"I don't know!"

"I don't know!"

"Who knows what dumb riddle to play!"

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Most of the people in the art troupe have actually never heard of Zhang Yu's show, and they also watched the show tonight but only learned that Zhang Yu has another show at the end.

Everyone can be said to be very curious about what the symphony composed by Zhang Yu looks like. How to say that these people are also experts in the music industry, and they know in their hearts that symphony is not such a good thing to create, to say that few people in China have been able to create symphony in recent years, let alone a young teenager who created it, most people feel incredible.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Yu's first two tunes were very well written, I am afraid that some people would be able to scold Zhang Yu for not knowing the height of the sky, and he dared to compose a symphony after only a few years of studying music, why don't you say that you can build an atomic bomb empty-handed! Isn't that simpler!

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Zhang Yu had already stood on the command platform at this time and picked up the baton...... It can be said that since the moment he picked up the baton, his bearing immediately became different, and his powerful conducting skills made him look like a master conductor.

Everyone in the band immediately felt Zhang Yu's aura, although everyone was surprised, for a teenager to have this kind of momentum as a conductor. But since this guy can even write such awesome tunes, then it's not a big deal to be a little magical.

Zhang Yu closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing...... The hall was very quiet, and people were waiting for the mystery to be revealed, and at the same time speculating about what the mysterious "Symphony of Destiny" would look like.

Zhang Yu's eyes slowly opened, the baton in his hand moved, and the string orchestra that had been prepared immediately twitched the bow in his hand...... A thick, even somewhat eerie voice immediately resounded throughout the hall.

The terrifying momentum of the Symphony of Destiny made almost everyone who heard this song for the first time scared to death. Many of the audience members are veteran drivers, and they have heard countless symphonies, but there seems to be no work in the middle that can have such a chilling momentum as the Symphony of Destiny, as if the music has turned into a fierce monster and pounced on people.

Many people who are sensitive to music immediately understand what the phrase "when fate knocks on the door" on the program list means.

It seems that a huge iron gate has appeared in front of people's eyes, reaching to the sky, eerie and chilling. And the most frightening thing is that the gate is being smashed, as if some terrifying monster has rushed in with it.

What is this, is it fate?