Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Chakong Dance
As soon as they heard the previous paragraph, the original band members looked up in surprise.
Maybe the audience doesn't quite understand, after all, they are laymen.
But anyone who has played the violin is familiar with it.
The band that was invited by the hotel to play naturally knew about this piece.
That's why there was a look of surprise on their faces.
It's like seeing a ghost.
Yan Ziqi plays Bach's second violin, a cappella Partita's Chakon Dance, or it can also be called the Old Suite.
It is a form of music that was very popular during the Baroque period.
It is also known as one of the ten most difficult violin pieces in the world.
Partita consists of Allamand, Kurante, Sarabande, Kiger and Chakon. Many violinists find the quick passages relatively easy, and the most difficult is the final cha kong dance. It is a dance piece of Spanish origin, and Bach uses this ancient musical form to frame an eight-bar theme, followed by thirty-two variations. It's relatively easy at first, but later on, it's a lot of things. This is the most difficult violin passage Bach ever wrote, and the most beautiful finale in the classical music literature.
"Mom, you're here to smash the field, right?" Several of the band's violinists swallowed.
"What kind of fairy is this?"
"It's over, how are we going to continue performing later?"
Wang Yuefeng was average just now, so they should lend it to others to show off.
This does not affect the performance.
But now this girl ......
"Shouldn't that be our honor?"
The leader of the band laughed happily, "Tonight is going to be our brightest hour." β
Although they are not sure whether Yan Ziqi is a big star or not, at least she has the potential to be a star-
He is beautiful and has excellent piano skills.
If you play music, you will feel inexplicably relieved if you meet a powerful musician.
Therefore, there will be many street performers who welcome the ensemble of artists, and the artists will occasionally join in the fun.
If it weren't for the fact that Yan Ziqi's current performance of the Chakong dance music was too difficult, they would have wanted to hold the instrument on stage now.
"That's right, it's going to be fun to leave this little girl behind and play the following dance with us later." One of the musicians said.
"Hehe, I think so too, don't forget to find someone to take a video for us later."
"What a fart do you want, how many girls have you soaked, you have to give me this chance, right?"
"Don't think about you, don't be embarrassed later, you have to show twelve points of strength."
"That's for sure...... it! β
The violinist who spoke was suddenly stunned, his eyes wide.
The captain slapped him on the head.
"What the hell did you? Why is it so scary? β
"No, it's not that I'm scary, I'm really ......"
"Mom! That guy won't be ......," exclaimed another violinist.
The captain turned around in confusion.
Smack......
The cigarette in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously, splashing a cloud of sparks.
A young and beautiful woman walked onto the stage with a rose-red violin in her hand.
She has a bob with oblique bangs.
Brown hair.
The lips are full, and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised.
She wears a long aqua red sleeveless skirt with a white blouse underneath.
As her rose-colored heels hit the ground and onto the stage, everyone's breath seemed to stop.
"That'sβ
An internationally renowned Chinese violinist from Riyue Islandββ
Sheng Yunxi. β
The band leader let out a sigh.
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At the same time, in the light, Yan Ziqi also noticed the comer.
There was a slight panic in her eyes.
The hand is unusually stable.
The Chakong dance lasted for 3 minutes, and came to a more difficult part.
For this musical feast, everyone got the ultimate enjoyment.
Of course she knew who this person was.
It can be said that Sheng Yunxi is the pride of the Chinese people.
Although she was born into a scholarly family, her father was a mathematician and her mother was a university physics professor.
But from an early age, she showed great musical talent and a love for the violin.
At the age of 4, he began to learn violin with the famous violinist Herge Thurren.
When he was 10 years old, he won an international award.
At the age of 11, he won the championship of the Asian Youth Instrumental Music Competition.
At the age of 13, he won the European Music Award.
At the age of 16, he held his first solo violin recital in Russia.
At the age of 20, he won the title of internationally renowned musician
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Now Sheng Yunxi is just 22 years old.
The same age as my aunt.
Each has achieved extraordinary achievements in different fields.
Overall, Sheng Yunxi's fame is greater.
Coincidentally, she is now traveling to Yuhuangdao with her parents, and she happened to encounter the scene just now.
Yan Ziqi's chakong dance music aroused her competitive spirit.
Sheng Yunxi held the precious rose tears in his hand and nodded politely to Yan Ziqi.
After all, it's rude to casually join someone else in and interrupt them.
So she needs to get Yan Ziqi's consent.
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Yan Ziqi was slightly stunned and nodded shyly.
Albert Einstein told us that a mathematician who can't play the violin is not a good physicist.
Seriously, if it weren't for her more fanatical love and pursuit of mathematics, she might have become a violinist.
Therefore, she had heard of Sheng Yunxi's name a long time ago, and now she was naturally very happy to see the deity.
Sheng Yunxi bowed slightly, holding the famous violin and standing beside her.
When her bow played beautiful notes on the strings, the whole scene fell silent.
They looked at each other and smiled, and played the chakong dance in unison.
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"it." Hotel managers never imagined that this night would be so extraordinary.
If someone hadn't informed him, he wouldn't have known how famous Sheng Yunxi was.
"So we're making a lot of money tonight?"
"I guess so." The band leader nodded, they were so immersed in the music that they didn't have time to pay attention to what he had just said.
"That violin can't be ......," exclaimed a knowledgeable person.
"Yes, yes, that's right, that's ......"
"What the hell?" The hotel manager looked at them suspiciously.
He doesn't understand music, but he somehow feels like he's powerful.
"Tears of the Rose!" The captain smacked his lips and sighed.
"A jewel in the violin world, but also a hoodoo."
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