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At Berklee College of Music, in the world-famous Boston Symphony Hall, the audience has taken their seats.

In addition to teachers and students, a large part of them are music lovers outside of school.

Boston Symphony Hall has performances almost every day, and even if there are no concerts, there are also various student-organized music performances, such as jazz sessions, band sessions, hip-hop sessions, etc.

Locals have become accustomed to this kind of life, and in addition to students and professors from Harvard and MIT in the surrounding area, as well as residents, there are also tourists from out of town who come to enjoy the performances.

The Japanese music style of Nakaju Yuto is not particularly unusual for the audience, Japanese music has a certain market in the United States, plus this kind of pure music, there are still many people who like it.

Li Zhifan and Song Song sat on the far left side of the audience, along with an entourage of Thomas, Ken Tange and Yuto Nakai, the same white German named Daniel who had met at the bar on the first night.

The design of Boston Symphony Hall makes it very easy to perform concerts here, because there are no speakers and microphones, and it relies on the scientific architectural sound stage in the entire hall to transmit the notes, so only Daniel needs to play the piano on stage, and Thomas and Daniel are responsible for off-venue affairs.

Yuto Nakai's first piece is a playful rondo-style piano piece with a unique Japanese musical tune that makes everyone feel like they're in an anime.

No one in the audience made a sound, and even though Thomas grinned happily, he didn't let out a single laugh, just gave Danxia a thumbs up and shook it slightly flattering and flattering.

Danshita Ken half-squinted, caught a glimpse of Thomas's movements, his head raised higher, and his smugness could not be concealed.

Li Zhifan originally wanted to come over early and take advantage of the time before the opening to communicate with this master, but he didn't expect this Danxiajian to be really punctual, step on a little bit and come in, and just sit down and start the show, resulting in no chance to speak.

But Li Zhifan and Song Song nodded to him, but he pretended not to see it, which made the two of them depressed for a while.

One piece after another, the music wafted through the hall, one note after another, drilling into everyone's ears.

Immersed in this music, before I knew it, it was time for Li Zhifan to play.

Yuto Nakai got up from the piano and bowed to the audience, greeted everyone's warm applause.

After getting up again, he said: "In the next halftime, I will hand over to Mr. Li Zhifan, a young pianist from China, to bring you two pieces composed by himself. ”

The applause sounded again, Li Zhifan walked from the side of the stage to the center of the stage, shook hands with Zhongju Youdou, and then turned around and bowed slightly to the audience, and walked to the piano and sat down.

The audience looked at Li Zhifan curiously, some people recognized him, and the way of recognition was different, some because of his music, some because of his movies, and some Chinese students recognized his star status.

Li Zhifan sat in front of the piano, raised his head slightly at a forty-degree angle, and closed his eyes.

He reached out and stroked the keys of the piano, and the audience looked at him expectantly, and the air seemed to condense at this moment.

"Dangdangdang!

Suddenly, Li Zhifan made a sudden move, and eight load-bearing chord tones were knocked down heavily.

The audience suddenly felt their pores dilated, and their senses were suddenly pulled to the bottom from the soothing and gentle Japanese music of Nakaju Yuto before.

Just these two simple sections make many people sweat.

Tange Jian's slightly squinted eyes widened in vain, and he looked at Li Zhifan on the stage with an empty head.

And Thomas frowned, the "Turkish March" he had heard, didn't it start like this?

The next second, he thought again: Li Zhifan shouldn't change his hexagram temporarily, right?

On the poster outside, he posted this track, many piano students came for this track, I thought Zhongju Youdou wanted to play, but I didn't expect Li Zhifan to take action personally.

Li Zhifan's two bars are taken from the first movement of Beethoven's Symphony No. 3 in E flat major, Op. 55, which is a short two-bar note, but it is a prelude to this piece that directly addicts the audience.

Of course, he doesn't play the Heroic Symphony here, for such a big piece, the piano solo is not good, and there is not enough time, he just does it to attract everyone's soul.

After a few seconds of interval, Li Zhifan slowly played a slightly sad tune.

This piece is called "Hong Yan", which is the tune of the Chinese Mongolian patriarch and has been adapted by many musicians, so it is not new to Li Zhifan, the reason why he plays it like this is to let the audience come out of the Japanese piano music just now and enter his world.

"The Wild Goose" doesn't take up a long time, maybe less than a minute.

A minute later, Li Zhifan left a beat of breath for the audience, so that everyone could concentrate for a short time, and then played the "Turkish March" very quickly.

The moment this song sounded, Li Zhifan heard the violent inhalation of the audience in his ears.

That little bit of onlookers felt deep into his mind.

"That's what you want!"

Li Zhifan smiled in his heart, his head was higher, if he hadn't closed his eyes, everyone might have thought that he was staring at the ceiling.

The piano music of Zhongju Youdou before can make everyone close their eyes and feel it slowly, but Li Zhifan's piano music can't close anyone's eyes, and everyone is so difficult to calm down that they even want to leave their seats.

Thomas smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Song Song hugged his arms and looked at the stage with a smile, as a Chinese musician, his waist also stood up in an instant.

But Ken Tange retracted back into his chair and kept watching his watch keep time.

However, this detail fell into Song Song's eyes, Song Song, who had been in the society for many years, suddenly understood Danxiajian's thoughts, and the original reverence fell apart in an instant, glanced at him with disdain, and continued to look at the stage.

"Turkish March" is actually just an interesting and difficult piece at first glance, but after really mastering it, it is basically easy for any piano student to read.

Therefore, Li Zhifan can only play speed here, and he believes that there must be students below who have practiced this piano piece, and he can't show weakness in front of them no matter what.

And Li Zhifan played on stage this time with the attitude of following his heart, so the ten-minute choreography was all in accordance with his inner senses.

After a "Turkish March", Li Zhifan did not stop, this time only half a beat was empty, and continued to play.

This is the second piano piece he has prepared, called "Wild Bees Flying".

It is also a particularly difficult piece, also known as "The Flight of the Bumblebee", composed by the Russian composer Nikolai Rimsky Korsakov at the end of the nineteenth century.

Based on Pushkin's poem of the same name, the opera "The Story of King Satan" is composed in Act 3, Scene 1 to describe the transformation of the prince into a bumblebee attacking two villains.

Due to the extremely fast melody of this piece, later generations often chose this piece as a demonstration of the performance skills of piano, violin and other musical instruments.

If Li Zhifan's playing just now made everyone's pores open and sweaty, at this time, this music has completely made the audience transparent and sweaty.

Just looking at his hands, it is not ordinary, like a firefly in the night, dotting the night and eye-catching.

The students of those majors stared at Li Zhifan's ten fingers in surprise, it was so fast that they couldn't see it at all, but if there was a camera now, and after taking it, it slowed down three times and showed them back, they would find that Li Zhifan's finger movements completely violated the normal state of anthropology, and those familiar piano playing standard fingering were all abandoned by him, and every key became abnormal.

At the same time, what attracted attention was Li Zhifan's passionate movements.

If compared to Lang Lang, Li Zhifan is much more subtle, and his whole body dances without exaggeration, but in this world, his body language is already very exaggerated, as if he is about to bounce up and leave the piano at any time.

One question after another arises in everyone's mind:

"Can you still play the piano like that?"

"It's so fast! I can't even see his fingering!"

"Every note is clean and neat, not muddy, without the slightest delay, and it falls clearly in the ears, which is really a perverted technique!"

"How can a pianist with such a level not be a professor at a conservatory?

“……”

Everyone clenched their fists excitedly, their hands on their chests, ready to clap at any time.

However, Li Zhifan had no intention of stopping, and when the notes gradually slowed down and weakened halfway, he suddenly began to be fierce again as if he was climbing, and became more and more passionate and paradoxical.

"At this level, how can you practice without twenty years of hard work?" Song Song muttered in his heart, his fingers moved on his thighs to follow Li Zhifan's playing speed, but he was not a piano professional, and his kung fu was zero, just two strokes, and Li Zhifan had already knocked out more than a dozen times.

"This tune...... This music ...... This speed ......" Danxia Jian opened his mouth wide, straightened up, looked at Li Zhifan on the stage incredulously, and muttered in a low voice, "He...... How is it possible? The climax of the piano technique, and the amazing creation, if this guy was born in the 17th century, he is definitely the god of music admired by the world now!"

Suddenly, Dan Xia Jian felt a little funny, remembering his previous obstruction and disdain for Li Zhifan on stage, a deep sense of self-blame and guilt arose.

Looking back at yourself, what is a real music artist and what is a music seller, the contrast is obvious!

"Teacher!"

I don't know when Yuto Nakaju appeared at the side of Tange Fitness, and his eyes seemed to contain this sentence - "You now understand how I felt at that time, right?"

But what he said was: "Teacher, I think this kind of piano music is the one worth pursuing!"

The corners of Danxiajian's mouth cracked, he couldn't laugh, and turned his head to continue to look at Li Zhifan on the stage.

The sound of music is like energy enclosed in a labyrinth, colliding back and forth, fighting back and forth, and in the sound field of this hall, it seems that there are really hundreds of millions of wasps coming and going wildly.

The sound of the strings being struck, ticking and ticking, became more and more violent, and at the last moment, there was a burst of confusion, as if the magnetic field around him had been exploded, and the sound wave was mixed with a rich air current, coming towards him.

After this big outbreak, Li Zhifan stopped.

I opened my eyes, took a slow breath, then stood up and walked to the front of the stage and bowed to the audience.

The audience only recalled at this time, as if Li Zhifan had his eyes closed from beginning to end, and did not glance at the piano keyboard at all.

This is no different from a blind bullet, I didn't expect him to be so powerful!

Li Zhifan's ten fingers trembled slightly, like a person who ran three thousand meters and came back with a trembling stomach.

However, his trembling was not only because he was playing too fast and his inertia could not stop, but also because of the little excitement in his heart.

It turns out that doing something as you want, regardless of any distractions, is such a happy thing.

"Thank you!"

Li Zhifan said to the audience below: "Welcome to Zhongju Youdou again!"

He said these words in English, and immediately turned around and stepped off the stage after speaking, and Yuto Nakaju also happened to come up from the side of the stage.

Zhongju Youdou had already changed into a suit, and after shaking hands with Li Zhifan, he did not return to the piano directly in the agreed order, but took Li Zhifan's hand and walked to the stage and said to the audience: "Let me introduce again, this is a young pianist from China, Mr. Li Zhifan!"

The audience only came back to their senses at this time, and some people even found out that Li Zhifan had just stood in front of the stage.

The applause was so loud that you could hear that everyone was clapping their hands desperately, like tap water that didn't want money, and it was loud.

"Thank you, thank you again!"

Li Zhifan had to bow again, then patted Zhongju Youdou's shoulder, turned around and walked to the side of the stage.

……

"Whew!" Returning to the seat, Li Zhifan shook his hand and took a big breath.

Song Song whispered: "Brother, it's too good!

"Average!" Li Zhifan smiled, "There are many masters in this world!"

"That's outside of this concert hall, now I just know that you are the best in this field!"

Song Song said, snorting at Danxiajian's side, "That old man in Japan was not cold, but he looked down on us at all, hehe, now you look at him, his face is swollen!"

Li Zhifan glanced at Dan Xia Jian, and just met his gaze, then Dan Xia Jian smiled unnaturally, and immediately turned his head and continued to stand in the stands.

"It's nothing, is it?, why do you think that?" Li Zhifan asked Song Song suspiciously.

"I'm ......"

Song Song was about to speak, when Thomas suddenly came over with a bottle of unscrewed water, and smiled flatteringly: "Zhifan, come and drink saliva!

"Uh, it's okay!" Li Zhifan took the water, took a sip of it, and then drank it all with a tilt of his neck.