"Let's hope so, at least it won't be any worse."

"Shhhhh The middle-aged man smiled knowingly and took Ke Xin's hand, and the smiles of the two were as intoxicating as drinking a pot of intoxicating wine.

In the sound of the piano flying around, Zheng Xichen turned his eyes to the old man again, and saw that he was engrossed in his engagement, and the rhythm of the music was getting faster and faster, and he couldn't help but sigh a little.

It turned out that she was lonely before, in fact, everyone's music is different, just like Quan Ye, like the young man who played the variation of "Blue Danube", and like the old man now, but unfortunately, Zheng Xichen couldn't hear anything at all, so he could only continue to pay attention to the woman named Ke Xin next to him to see what she commented.

"Hmm...... The capital of music, worthy of its name, even the street piano is so powerful, am I outdated? Ke Xin said with a smile.

"Haha, fool, how can there be so many geniuses? The first measure of Mozart's K310 is so beautiful, even I have to give up three points, you listen carefully to this prelude, I think I am afraid it can no longer be described by a street piano, to be honest, if it is not for the fear of abrupt others, I really want to invite him to the Golden Hall to play on that grand piano later. The middle-aged man sighed.

"You're stupid, I'm just joking, people play so well, why can't they get to that point, I guess this person must have a bit of status, but not everyone's skills are so good, so those of us who have lived for so many years, aren't we all eating white rice?" Ke Xin said helplessly.

"What a little villain." The middle-aged man shook his head.

At this time, the old man's K310 had reached the latest section, but Zheng Xichen was still staring at him stupidly, which showed that the hi was swollen with the fairy's immobilization magic and couldn't move.

If the K310 is finished, there are more than eight points, but Zheng Xichen seems to have not felt the passage of time at all, he just feels that it is not enough to listen, not everyone has the opportunity to hear a master's performance.

At this time, after the old man finished playing, he raised his head, as if he wanted to nod to the people around him, but his eyes met Zheng Xichen's dull eyes, and he suddenly stood up suddenly.

Zheng Xichen only reacted at this time, a little confused that he didn't know what to say.

Is the old man looking at her?

But she didn't know her......

In the round of applause, Zheng Xichen couldn't hear what he was saying, he could only see the old man muttering two words, and then shed a line of tears and walked over slowly.

Zheng Xichen didn't know how to react, so he could only stand in place in confusion.

The old man walked over slowly, staggeringly, as if he was ten years old, he walked up to Zheng Xichen, stared at her face, and muttered, "Yin Xue...... Is that you? ”

"Who is Yin Xue?" Maybe the old man's expression was too sad, Zheng Xichen couldn't help frowning and asked worriedly.

Does she look like the person named Yin Xue?

"Like, it's so similar, the same nose, the same eyes." The old man said, the old eyelids trembled violently, and a few lines of tears flowed from his eyes, as if he wanted to touch Zheng Xichen's eyes.

Zheng Xichen was so frightened that he took a step back, a little scared.

What is this old gentleman going to do?

The old man finally reacted, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I'm really sorry, when she was away all these years, I ...... The teacher will admit people as mistakes, and then he thinks that maybe Yin Xue has not left me, just to make a little joke with me, but ......"

But he knew that it was not a joke, and Yin Xue would not appear again.

Speaking of this, the old man choked up and couldn't speak, he smiled reluctantly and asked Zheng Xichen, "Child, would you like to listen to me play a tune?" ”

Zheng Xichen was a little uncomfortable when he saw the old man like this, and said quickly, "I'm very happy." ”

"Thank you......"

The old man spoke slowly, then walked to the piano, sat down, and began to play.

It's a completely different piece of music than it just was.

His expression gradually became unruly, as high-spirited as a young man, and his fingers flew around, outlining a picture of a prosperous era.

In the passionate sound of the piano, the old man who straightened his back slowly shed tears.

"Yin Xue, if only I had been a little more angry......"

At the venue of the concert, a young man was intoxicated by Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata", and although the people below applauded for face, they were sleepy.

On stage, he thought that the old gentleman glanced at him and said, "The song is practiced well, and the level needs to be improved." ”

Offstage, a young man pouted.

"Look at those people, in order to win the favor of those old-fashioned people, they play the same tunes, Chopin, Beethoven, that kind of cookie-cutter performance mode makes people think that they are actually taught by a teacher, or are they all processed in a music production workshop, there is no novelty at all, people can't appreciate the beauty of music, is this really music, it's just an insult."

Li Si sat on the chair, his slender legs were gently folded, his ten fingers were crossed on his thighs, the expression on his face was serious and serious, as if he was appreciating some masterpiece of the century, but the words that came out of his mouth were full of mockery.

"yes, what are you here for, to raise your level of sarcasm? But you're getting stricter now, and I think it's pretty good to have two bullets. The person next to him shook his head helplessly, obviously accustomed to Li Si's poisonous tongue.

"The level of playing of those two people is very superb, obviously the talent cultivated by the family, but they don't know how to be flexible at all, the playing technique and the selection of music are still the ancient style, have been sticking to the rules, dare not have a little change, just like this moonlight sonata, if you use the current method to play, isn't it more full of romanticism? And in his performance, I don't feel a little passion for music, at first glance it is to please those old antiques, but I feel that real music is not like this! ”

When Li Si talked about music, the mocking tone just now suddenly became righteous and righteous, and his eyebrows were raised, like undulating mountains.

"Alas, Li Si, don't be stubborn with those masters anymore, didn't you play like this before, what's wrong with the classics, is it possible that you are confident that you can surpass those previous masters? Don't be funny! If you continue like this, you may be banned by those people. ”

"I know that maybe I'm not good enough to stand with those music wizards, but I understand that music also needs to keep pace with the times, it's alive! Otherwise, it will be eliminated by the times, and there will be so-called innovation in every generation, and I am not stubborn, just to pursue the music in my heart. Think about it, looking back two hundred years, there were many music masters in the world, and in those periods, didn't that one have his own techniques and tunes? And in the past 50 years, there are no people who continue to innovate, 50 years is fine, what if 500 years, 5,000 years? It's a revolution in music, and now I won't give up even if they stop me. Li Si turned his head, looked into his friend's eyes, and said seriously.

Looking at the disapproving eyes of his friends, Li Si didn't feel a little tired in his heart, and was full of fighting spirit, but he didn't say anything more, because he knew that people's minds could not be changed in a day or two, and besides, he hadn't heard more excessive evaluations than this.

If his dream was nothing more than something that could be defeated in three or two sentences, he Li Si would not be worthy of talking about music at all.

Music is his best dream, and he will never give up!

Just as he lowered his eyes and thought about it, a friend next to him suddenly bumped him with his arm: "Eh, that person seems to be about to get to you after that, you can go backstage and prepare." ”

Li Si looked at the young man playing in the stands, straightened his tie, stood up calmly, and walked to the backstage without hurrying.

As he passed, there were people staring at him with curiosity, surprise or disdain, but he didn't care, and still walked with a steady pace.

At this time, a spirited old man suddenly appeared in front of him, wearing a black suit, staring at him with blazing eyes.

The head of the Yue family, a well-known overseas Chinese musician in country A, is also a very famous music critic in the world, and is also a loyal fan of classical music.

Because he had been criticized by this old man by name, Li Si was no stranger to the head of the Yue family in front of him.

He nodded lightly: "Master Yue is good." ”

After speaking, Li Si continued to walk to the back, silently expressing his coldness, obviously not wanting to talk to him.

The head of the Yue family suddenly spoke: "Li Si, you are a very talented young man, so I don't want you to continue to waste your time, this is annihilating your talent." ”

Li Si's footsteps paused: "Master Yue, why did he say this." ”

"I've seen you play, you're a very spiritual and very skilled young man, if you put your mind on classical music, you'll have a lot of achievements, even on par with the masters, but you're going to do something innovative, it's a waste of your talent." At this, he paused, and his tone was already stern.

"And classical music isn't meant to spoil you, you think to yourself, what are the ones you played before! Rotten street music, you are insulting classical music, insulting the piano. ”