Chapter 431: Perfect Performance

In the eyes of many, what is happening in front of their eyes is simply incredible...... Could it be that Zhang Yu and the orchestra have rehearsed this piece thousands of times, otherwise how could it be so flawless and uniform, looking like it was being played by an army. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

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Lange looked at everything in front of him, sighed, and said, "I haven't seen a super genius before! Zhang Yu's musical talent is so strong that it is simply breathtaking, let alone that he is an amateur now, even if he is a professional, it is unimaginable to reach this level. ā€

Ross nodded and said, "Zhang Yu'......s current conducting level has reached the level of 100 percent compatibility with the orchestra! I'm afraid that no one in the world can do this yet. ā€

Lange said: "With such a divine comedy and such a conductor, I can't believe that there are people in the world who have such a strong musical talent." ā€

Ross said: "Maybe those music giants in human history had such a strong talent when they were young. It's just too far away for us to see!"

"Not necessarily!" Lange said: "The works of the great musicians are generally mature in the later years of art. I haven't heard of a great god who can write works of this level without graduating from high school. ā€

Rose glanced back at Lange when he heard this, then shook his head with a wry smile...... Although it is analyzed by common sense, this is true. But what is happening in front of us now is beyond the reach of common sense.

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All the experts in the audience couldn't describe their shock in words at this moment...... The rich and magnificent string ensemble on the field is uniform, and the sense of oppression brought to people is getting stronger and stronger. At this moment, no matter who you are, you have a new way of understanding the symphony, which is a traditional and serious music.

People used to listen to symphonies, and most of the expressions were emotional, which was abstract, but most of the content expressed was concrete. It's like Brandt's masquerade just now, the performance is a special scene, and if it can be vivid and make people have a strong sense of picture, then he is already a world-class musician.

And Zhang Yu's symphony of fate is contrary to the general situation...... The music takes the more abstract word "fate" as the theme, and uses music to interpret the state of fate. It can be said that no one has ever been able to do this since ancient times.

Many people began to reflect on "fate...... In the end, he should succumb to the control of fate, step by step, hiding in the corner of the room and shivering. Or should we be brave enough to open the door that was knocked on and challenge fate?

The answer is unknown! It is as if the musical instruments that are shaking and roaring in the space at this moment are playing in unison, so that everyone in the hall seems to see a giant hand of fate, suspended in the space of the hall, oppressing themselves and every inch of space here...... Maybe this kind of oppression comes from family, or from life, or from emotion, or from career, everything makes people feel a little breathless.

People are reflecting on their fate or when they are faced with a choice...... Many people suddenly felt a kind of shock, for the first time in human history, someone used music to make them begin to reflect on a purely philosophical question, it turns out that music can also express life so real, so people are in a dilemma.

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Yan Bo said: "The ideological realm of this Symphony of Destiny is too high! To be able to use music to achieve this point, it can be seen that Zhang Yu's philosophical understanding of the word fate has reached an incredible level. ā€

"Yes!" Xu Bingyi nodded and said: "It turns out that the emotions expressed by music can be so full! There has never been a musical giant in the world who has been able to do this before!"

Yan Bo showed a slightly stunned expression when he heard this, looked at Xu Bingyi, and said, "Do you think Zhang Yu has reached the point of a musical giant now?"

"Don't you think so?" Xu Bingyi glanced back at Yan Bodao.

Yan Bo was slightly stunned, thought for a moment, and muttered, "Giant?"

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Yu Chuwen also said with a shocked expression: "I am speechless to Zhang Yu Dashen! If there is a god of music in the world, there will be no second person besides him." ā€

Huang Yao also felt that she couldn't say anything at this time...... Because of my years of professional music learning, it has been completely subverted at the moment. Such imaginative and majestic music, from my own point of view, can no longer be appreciated and understood, the world of super genius, it turns out that it is so far away from me, is the genius too strong, or is he too weak.

Although Ding Lingling doesn't understand music, she still has the emotional aspect...... In the haze, she also seemed to feel the unknown fate, so close to herself. I never thought that Zhang Yu could actually let completely abstract things be displayed in front of him, is this the power of music?

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The band on the field, the sound has been uniform. The voice setting that amazes everyone is flawless. The timpani, also clattered by the drummer. People even feel that the entire space of the National Center for the Performing Arts is shaking, and the symphony of destiny has reached the climax of the first movement.

Zhang Yu waved the baton, and under his command, the band made shocking sounds again and again, and the perfect vocal match made the increase in the volume of the band shock everyone in the hall.

Zhang Yu felt that his emotions had also reached a peak, and every musician in the band followed his emotions to perfectly show the performance effect he wanted. At this moment, he felt that he was now the god of conducting, and that feeling of life continuing into a whole was something he had never felt in rehearsals, and this was the true limit of music.

Zhang Yu has forgotten everything, and he seems to have formed a whole with the music......

Zhang Yu suddenly felt that it was no wonder that so many musicians, so obsessed with symphony, was this magical feeling, as if he had become a human body composed of musical notes, and these notes were his own limbs, and he could control them with his mind to undergo all kinds of changes.

The door of fate was knocked for the last time in history, and the people in the hall trembled with this vibration...... Zhang Yu swung his arms vigorously, and every musician followed Zhang Yu's state, exerting all his mental strength, and fought until the last note disappeared.

Zhang Yu finally listened and gasped deeply...... He couldn't seem to break free from that state until the audience erupted in an astonishing shout, and everyone stood up, screaming for him with excited expressions.

Zhang Yu was relieved at this time...... It's finally over!