Incomparably soft music, like a holy angel, cruising in a small concert hall. Everyone who hears this piece has a feeling like a spring breeze, as if with this music, they have forgotten all their troubles, and only feel a thick thing called "beauty", which takes root and sprouts in their hearts.

Several judges sitting in the front row also forgot to watch Liu Yufan's performance at this moment, and they all closed their eyes one by one, immersed in the simple and beautiful sound of the piano. And the corners of their mouths, without exception, gently showed their inner joy in an upward arc.

In the center of the stage, Liu Yufan in front of the piano also closed his eyes gently, as if enjoying the beauty of music. Those hands, which seem to be sticky and broken, are not playing the piano, and it is more appropriate to describe them as "stroking the piano".

Untie the knot and get back to Jiang Ya, and his soul is in a happy and satisfied mood every day. Coupled with the changes brought by "Walking Freely" to his mood, Liu Yufan at this moment, when playing this "Dream of Love", his mood can be said to be seamless with the song!

Originally, his level was just the height of a "craftsman", but the transformation of his soul during this period of time, coupled with the fact that this piece is in line with his state of mind at the moment, inadvertently, his performance on this piece is invisibly higher level, and it seems that he can faintly touch the level of "master".

The song faded away, faded away, and finally dissipated into the air. I don't know where to go, I don't know where to end. Until the song has been played, the small concert hall has become quiet, and people are still immersed in the beautiful mood, reminiscing about the feeling of the song.

"This kid. He was able to pop "Dream of Love" like this, just now he was on stage, I thought it was Liszt playing the piano! Looking at Liu Yufan on the stage, Ling Yuan said with a look of surprise.

"yes, just this one. This child's piano level has definitely gone out of the category of a student. With this piece, he was already able to participate in solo concerts, or rather, record a record. All qualified! Looking at Liu Yufan, who was still sitting quietly in front of the piano, reminiscing about Liu Yufan who had just played, Zhou Guangren nodded and said with emotion. In her piano department, there is such a number one person, and she, a famous piano educator who is well-known throughout the country, is also in an extremely complicated mood at the moment. On the one hand. She was happy that the college had produced such an excellent student, but on the other hand, she also regretted that such an excellent student was not her own.

To say. Everyone has selfish intentions, even piano educators like Zhou Guangren are no exception. She was happy to see that she was talented, and at this moment she already had the idea of wanting to give Liu Yufan some advice. Having taught piano for decades, she has always been very accurate in her view of people. This child, although still not famous, has shown his understanding of the piano by virtue of this piece. Zhou Guangren can conclude that this son will definitely have a great achievement in the piano in the future!

"Lao Mo's students are just average, revealing such a spirituality." Shi Shucheng, who was sitting on Zhou Guangren's left. He also said with emotion. He was a colleague with Mo Yan back then, and he knew how high Mo Yan's level was. To be honest, although he is now a Taishan Beidou-level figure in the domestic piano education industry, he deeply knows how big the gap is between his level and Mo Yan. Seriously. If it weren't for that movement back then, Mo Yan would be now. If you stay at the Central Conservatory of Music, you will definitely be a world-class pianist and piano educator, but you will just make people and stifle such a genius.

And at this moment, seeing Liu Yufan, Shi Shucheng seemed to see Mo Yan's shadow from his body, which made him feel a little emotional. ..., and at this moment, those students who were still talking at the beginning are tightly closed at this moment. The shock that the song just gave them was indeed not small. Although it is a simple "Dream of Love", there are one sitting here, and they all know how difficult it is to play to the level of Liu Yufan just now. Although they can't play well, it doesn't mean they won't listen. The alto students, all of whom were very good at headphones, were all listening to Horowitz. Because of this, they knew where the gap between them and Liu Yufan was.

However, not everyone is so interesting. Just when everyone was shocked by Liu Yufan's piano skills, a discordant voice sounded.

"Liu Yufan, I'm not convinced! Is that the level of the players who participate in the Liszt Cup? You don't dare to compete with me, you lose, give me your qualification! A somewhat rough voice suddenly sounded, and in this quiet little concert hall, it was like dropping a landmine, which instantly shook everyone to their senses.

The small concert hall of "Buzz ......" was instantly lively. All the students present were amazed by this bold voice, and at the same time, more people began to turn their heads, and people were looking for the source of this sound.

Soon, people's eyes found the focus, and in the penultimate row, a young man in a black casual suit, with his hands in his trouser pockets, had a wanton expression on his face.

"It's him, it's actually Zhao Jian, no wonder he dares to say such cruel words!" When they saw the young man's face, the students talked even more.

Zhao Jian is a junior in the Department of Alto Piano. As early as the sixth grade of primary school, he won the first place in the national "Xinghai Cup" Youth Piano Competition, and after he was promoted to junior high school, he studied under the famous Chinese piano educator Dan Zhaoyi, and at the age of thirteen, he participated in the Tchaikovsky International Piano Competition and won the second place in the youth group in one fell swoop. Like Lang Lang and Wang Yujia, this young man who has just turned twenty years old is also full of aura. However, like many geniuses, at a young age, he also encountered the embarrassment of "that is, Shengyu, He Shengliang". He is very good, but he met a better Wang Yujia than him. He has always been smooth sailing, but in the few years of alto, he was crushed to death by Wang Yujia, a genius girl, and there was no chance of getting ahead. Although he also won several awards in the school's competition, under the aura of Wang Yujia, he was basically reduced to a role that was only a little stronger than Passerby A.

was pressed by Wang Yujia and couldn't move, and he also admitted it, but now, a kid jumped out of the attached middle school and also got the qualification for the Liszt Cup, which made him a little unacceptable. Especially this guy, just played a song "Dream of Love" lightly, even if he played it perfectly, but in Zhao Jian's opinion, it was not enough, after all, this song is too simple, so simple that it is impossible to see the true level of a person. Of course, in his mind, the so-called "true level" is completely related to hand speed and skill.

It is precisely because of this that when he saw Liu Yufan finish playing this "Dream of Love", he couldn't help but stand up angrily and openly shouted at Liu Yufan.

Hearing this voice, Ling Yuan frowned and asked softly, "Director Zhou, what's the matter with this student?" ”

For so many years, Ling Yuan has been focusing on the teaching of the attached middle school, so she has never known much about the situation in the alto piano department, and now she sees a troublemaker, and it is on such a critical occasion, her heart is faintly unhappy.

Zhou Guangren naturally noticed the situation early on, but he was not in a hurry, smiled and said, "Hehe, you should go and ask Teacher Shi Shucheng, this Li Jian is his student." ”…,

Although the teaching atmosphere of the Central Conservatory of Music is serious, the competition among students has always been encouraging, because in the teaching philosophy of alto, only competition can promote the improvement of the level. Of course, the formation of this consciousness is also related to the domestic environment, in this era of competition in everything, the elegant art of the piano is not exempt from vulgarity.

So in a situation like today, although there was some surprise, several teachers did not attack on the spot, after all, this is not a real performance, but with a very casual nature. On such occasions, it is not uncommon for people like this to happen, and things like "piano fighting" do not exist only in movies, but often happen among students.

Seeing Ling Yuan's gaze, Shi Shucheng smiled and briefly told Li Jian about the situation.

In fact, from Shi Shucheng's heart, he is also very sorry for Li Jian. Although he also knew that Liu Yufan's level was very good, but Li Jian was a student he brought out of the alto after all, in all fairness, he didn't think that Li Jian's piano level was much lower than Liu Yufan, so although Li Jian's performance just now seemed abrupt, but deep in Shi Shucheng's heart, there was a faint feeling of joy to see it. Just take this opportunity to try how many catties this Liu Yufan has, and also take a look at the students he brought out, and Mo Yan's personal disciples, who is strong and who is weak.

Hearing Shi Shucheng's words, Ling Yuan nodded slightly, signaling that he knew. This is not a formal occasion, according to the convention, they, the teachers present, will not come forward to stop such a situation, although Ling Yuan is a little unhappy in her heart, but at this moment, she has to look at Liu Yufan on the stage, secretly hoping that he can deal with the scene in front of her.

Although there is no microphone in the audience, it is the quietest time in the concert hall at this moment, and when Li Jian speaks, he does not deliberately suppress his voice, so everyone heard this sentence just now, and Liu Yufan is no exception.

Encountering such a situation, Liu Yufan was only slightly stunned, then smiled casually, looked at the big man standing up behind the audience, walked to the piano casually, and took off a microphone.