At the beginning of June, the same headline ran in Shanghai's major media outlets, including websites and newspapers: the famous German pianist Erik will perform the second of his world tour at the Shanghai Concert Hall at 7 p.m. on June 28. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At noon on 27 July, Eric's special plane arrived at Shanghai's Pudong Airport. After an hour's drive, he arrived at the best five-star hotel in Shanghai. Aside from scheduled interviews, he stayed at home and prepared for the next day's performance.

Eric, who was born in 1978 into an ordinary devout Christian farming family, was not famous until he was thirty years old, and was as unknown as hundreds of millions of people in the world in Europe, the ever-changing center of fashion.

In the spring of 2004, he came to Paris and quietly settled on the outskirts of the city. A week later, he participated in a prestigious international piano competition in Europe, and his otherworldly technique and music were unsurpassable, conquering all the audience and the jury, and he became famous ever since. 、

He was playing Beethoven's "Destiny" at the time, and people had never heard such a beautiful performance, and the first music was majestic, tenacious, and even dangerous, and it came around him from time to time. Lingering and unavoidable, making people nervous and uneasy, people can't help but see the fierce gods of fate knocking on the door, and then the lyrical melody, gentle and soothing, expresses the complex world of human emotional experience, deep and serene, containing inner enthusiasm, the music gradually develops from warm and weak to a firm and powerful march.

Finally loud and majestic, grim music sounds, fate and power take turns, and finally the throat of the demon of fate is contained, and when the finale of victory and joy sounds, the demon of fate has completely disappeared, and the final revelry is a praise and praise of the power of man.

Some have described the madness of his performance as a constant change in front of people's eyes, clinging to all the audience and judges. People sat motionless as if they had been enchanted, some broke out in a cold sweat with fear as if they were fighting to the death before they died, while others were in pain and tried to keep themselves from going insane.

The women screamed loudly and even went crazy, the men wept, and even the strongest men were in a state of helplessness.......

After the finale, the prolonged applause lasted for nearly five minutes, and the frantic applause became hysterical......

Since then, Eric has become a frenzy all over the world, with people singing praises to the pianist and mentioning his name with adoration and awe. Many artists wanted to imitate him, but none of them succeeded, and he remains unique in the music scene to this day.

At ten o'clock in the evening of the 27th, Eric was ready to go to bed as usual. Before going to bed, he carefully placed the dark green bronze ring on his hand in the ring box, with a bright red heart pattern in the center of the ring. There was a small lock on the outside of the ring box, and he solemnly locked it.

Maybe it's jet lag, maybe it's thinking about tomorrow's performance, he tosses and turns in bed and can't sleep for a long time. In the first half of the night, he paced around the house like a beast trapped in a cage.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that he was so tired that he fell asleep in bed. He slept very well this night, and did not dream.

When it was dawn, he woke up again, and when he saw that it was still early, he fell asleep again. He had a dream that was so vivid that the scene was so vivid that he was convinced that it was a hallucination and not a dream.

He locked his ring in the ring box, in a bedside cabinet, and the key never left him. He hadn't let the ring out of his sight since her soul had settled in the bronze ring, except when he slept, of course.

But at this moment, in the dream, he saw that he was looking at the locked ring box, as if there was something in it that attracted him, and his eyes could not take his eyes off the ring box. Suddenly, he noticed that the ring box was strangely slowly opening a crack, and from the revealed gap, he suddenly saw a pair of small, faint green eyes.

These eyes, he is all too familiar. It was looking at him affectionately, full of pleading. Still, he felt terrifying. A shrill voice echoed in his ears, and it seemed to come from those eyes. He heard it say, "Honey, the ring is so tight that I can't breathe, can you let me go...... Leave them. ”

Bitter pleading, miserable voices echoed in the box. He stood there, his soul not possessing his body, he felt his scalp tingle, the blood on his body was clotting, and every cell was trembling.

He tried to comfort himself from his heart, it was just a dream, a dream, not real.

Suddenly, the shrill voice sounded again: "I have done my best, my dear, but I can't stand it, and the bronze ring crushes me like a demon." I can't even breathe."

It found another miserable sound, each one sharper and more piercing. Its voice seemed to be dragged out by some force, and then echoed through the empty house, making it even more creepy.

It's not the first time Eric has heard this voice. Ever since he participated in that overnight international piano competition, he has often noticed these strange sounds. But each time, he was stopped by a deep sense of fear in his heart. He tried to convince himself that the sounds were just hallucinations.

But with such a real and vivid scene in front of him, he began to wonder whether it was in a dream or in reality. If it's a hallucination, it's a little more real than reality seems. He tried to speak to it, but he could take a step closer to it, but like a ghost pressing a bed, he couldn't move, he couldn't breathe a word, he couldn't move a finger.

The box tugged at it more and more violently, making a violent sound, as if the bronze ring was about to be torn off. He was stunned and broke out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, the last cry of the invisible soul sounded: "Honey, help me, I want to be separated from the ring." ”

He became unusually angry, like a ferocious beast protecting its prey, and rushed to the ring box, interrupting its plea: "Don't touch my bronze ring, you can't blame me, you agreed to use your soul to help me." ”

His voice was angry, hoarse and trembling. Then he closed the ring box that opened automatically, pressed the box tightly with his left hand, and then took out a pen from his right hand and drew a six-pointed star symbol on top of the box. This symbol is the sign that Solomon's kingdom put the rebels in a bottle.

There was a cry from inside the box, a hysterical cry of pain.

"Your art is dishonorable, very dishonorable, and you are the art of pleasing you with my soul," the soul sobbed, "but I forgive you, because I still love you, but you can't keep me in this ring, because I'm so uncomfortable that I will do things that I can't control." ”

After saying that, a black mist-like gas diffused from the box, shrouded the ring box, and rose upward. At first, its shape is not too clear, and the fog grows more and more, as it spreads. His surroundings were like something big, long, warm and cold, like a huge body, sticky and disgusting.

He screamed and woke up, realizing that he was not lying on the bed, but standing in front of the bed, holding the ring box with both hands.

He came back to his senses and muttered, "It's just a dream." But he still had palpitations in his heart, and the stone in his heart was not removed, and it was heavy.

It took him a great deal of effort to calm himself down, and he opened the box with the key, and when he saw that the bronze ring was lying quietly in the box, intact, and regaining his usual coldness and composure. He took the distilled water out of his pocket, carefully cleaned the bronze ring, and put it back in the box.

Finally, he came to the mirror and looked at his face. I can easily provoke people's awe, in addition to the beautiful and outstanding performance, it also has something to do with my appearance. He was not handsome, even a little eccentric, and some people even saw him and neurotically thought that he looked like a devil.......