Master Edward!

For the existence of this piano in the cultural relics level, its glorious period can even be traced back to the last century.

Countless people only hear about it, but they don't see it.

However, no one questioned Edward's virtuosity.

Just because among the top ten pianists in the world today, three of them are disciples of Master Edward.

The owner of the World Art Hall called Master Edward a living miracle.

Master once boasted that he would spend $100 million to listen to Master Edward's songs.

In fact, however, since the beginning of the century, no one has had the privilege of hearing the sound of the master's piano except for Edward's disciples.

Therefore, when everyone thought of this banquet, the possibility of Master Edward playing, even if it was only a 1 in 10,000 possibility, became nervous.

Soon, however, a young voice sounded in the hall, shattering the hopes of the guests.

However, while disappointed, looking at the figure under the last pillar of light, they all felt taken for granted.

Master Edward's little apprentice, Chen, who came from the East, is also known as the next young man closest to the level of a master.

It can be said that everyone present is like a treasure for this information.

Before the opening, I knew that if Master Edward couldn't play, it was likely that this little apprentice would play instead.

At this moment, under the gaze of all.

Inside the pillar of light, Chen Wen was dressed in a black handmade suit, which looked elegant and straight.

He held a piano that seemed to be shining with stars on the surface under the light, held the microphone in one hand, and said with a helpless smile: "Originally, I didn't want to talk and play directly, but the masters really didn't seem to plan to let me go of this young man, and they didn't show any mercy." ”

As he spoke, he looked at a corner and said with a smile: "Especially Master Campbell, he even moved out of "Destiny", this is not the aristocratic etiquette of caring for the younger generations!" ”

After speaking, the pillar of light regained its coolness, and the figure of Master Campbell appeared, looking at Chen Wen and saying, "What you are experiencing now is just the same thing that we experienced under Master Edward back then. ”

Chen Wen's words suddenly froze.

He suddenly remembered the story that old Edward had told him when he was drunk and defeated the invincible opponent in the world as a pianist.

It's just that.....

Thinking about it, Chen Wen's expression suddenly stiffened, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

But the teacher didn't say it, even these top piano masters are his old man's subordinates!

Aren't these people all rumored to see the existence of the king?

Chen Wen was helpless and powerless.

He was really unprepared.

At this time, another light came on, and Master Trist stroked the beard on his chin, and said with a smile: "Since Old Edward did not come, then you, as his disciple, should accept all this." ”

"Try it anyway."

At this time, Maestro Ludwig elegantly said: "This is a heritage that belongs to the piano world. ”

As he spoke, he blinked his eyes and teased: "If you feel uncomfortable, when you become an old guy in the future, you can use the same method to hit these people's disciples!" ”

"And this kind of rule?"

Chen Wen blinked, suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and quickly, said, "Then I will be ugly!" ”

Saying, sitting in front of the piano, he said with a little relaxation: "In fact, it is definitely not comparable to the piano skills of the seniors, but the juniors also have a lot of experience in a piano music, and often take it out to play. ”

After speaking, he no longer spoke, but exhaled heavily, as if exhaling all the pressure of his whole body, and then put his slender ten fingers on the piano.

The big screen reflected the scene, and the hands seemed to be more delicate than the woman.

All the guests subconsciously even weakened the sound of breathing.

Under everyone's gaze, a beautiful and romantic piano piece flows, the timbre is soft and smart, and the style is warm and splendid.

The simple melody is low-key and gorgeous, and the lyricism of the melody is melodious, although it is not as passionate as fate, not as rapid as the wild bee dance, and not as desolate as the pathetic sonata, but it has its own unique charm.

Suddenly, an autumn picture scroll slowly unfolded in front of everyone's eyes, the golden wheat seedlings, the joy of the harvest, the simple and innocent smile on the faces of the farmers, it was a kind of romance that belonged to the farmers.

Autumn Whispers

Maestro Trist pronounced the name of the piano piece.

"The artistic conception of autumn, the golden color, the joy of the peasants......" Ludwig closed his eyes and slowly savored it, and after a long time, his eyes opened, and he said lightly: "It can be said that the artistic conception of this song is all there." ”

Just said this, shook his head slightly, and said: "Although compared with pianists of the same age, Chen has reached the limit in terms of emotion, artistic conception and technique, but ....."

As he spoke, he looked at the masters who had gathered together at some point, and said, "There is still a big gap from what we expected. ”

"Is it because his mood is dead?"

Master Foran Pike, who was unwilling to expose everyone's sight, was an old man who looked very stubborn, but his attitude was unexpectedly a little open-minded, and after hearing this, he said: "At his age, it is already a very rare thing to be able to play the artistic conception in it. ”

"Lovely Master Dehua's disciple shouldn't be like this."

Campbell shook his head, as if he had thought of something, and said with emotion: "I will probably never forget the kind of playing technique that can play the same piano piece even though I can wantonly change the original world with my own ideas in the music......

"You can't think of it that way."

Master Trist said, "Master Edward, there has only been one in three hundred years. ”

Just thinking about it, everyone's faces changed slightly.

Because the style of music has changed.

The slightest change in the gap was keenly captured by the masters.

Is that......

Master Campbell's eyes shook slightly.

The rest of the people glanced at each other, their eyes revealing a little understanding.

Although the guests present could not hear the subtle differences, they seemed to have some personal experience.

It is like an endless golden wheat field, where all the farmers are immersed in the joy of a good harvest.

However, in the corner, a man looked at a girl who was cutting wheat and smirked stupidly, and then took the initiative to help carry the harvested wheat on his shoulder, as if showing off his strength.

Under the red sunset, the strong and dark muscles were dripping with crystal sweat, and the girl took out her long-cherished weaving handkerchief and wiped the sweat for the man, and the man showed the most brilliant smile.

In each other's eyes, it seems that the whole world is contained.

This is the simplest but romantic love that belongs to farmers.

Long.

The end of the song.

"Mood... Lived! Master Campbell couldn't help but speak in surprise.

"I even added my own ideas."

Master Ludwig exclaimed: "I am very sure that this poem "Autumn Whispers" was originally only a description of the joy of the harvest in the village, and there was never a second half of the song expressing love. ”

said, carefully reminisced, and muttered: "The simplest love between men and women seems to have the whole world as long as they have each other, and they can give up the world for each other......"

Speaking of this, he opened his eyes and exclaimed: ""Autumn Whisper" may be more appropriate to be called "Autumn Call". ”

"This kind of love seems to only exist in the world of fairy tales."

"Look there."

Suddenly, someone couldn't help but exclaim.

Everyone looked along the line of sight, it turned out that they didn't know when, two lines of tears slipped from the corners of Chen Wen's eyes who were playing, and after a long time, Chen Wen opened his eyes, which contained the light of expectation and longing.

This kind of love, isn't it the love he wanted the most at the beginning?

However, the reality ......

Thinking about it, Chen Wen got up, bowed politely to a few seniors, and then slowly walked to the backstage.

In the crowd, Taeyeon and the others had already fallen into a stupor.

(It's just a meal, there are still a lot of things that haven't been written, don't worry...... ）