Chapter 82: The March of Moores
The last note fell heavily, and everyone did not come back to their senses, and after about a few minutes, there was a sparse applause, and the applause gradually rang out, and there was a tendency to tear down the roof, and several judges and teachers even stood up.
The applause lasted for a long time, Tong Muyu gasped and bowed, and the beads of sweat on her forehead lined the light in her eyes, shining brightly. Her level is more than enough to skip the level to participate in the youth group, but unfortunately her age is too young. But it is precisely because of her young age that this old dream of Don Juan is amazing.
The judges couldn't imagine how such an ignorant little girl could play such an emotional and sad tune, and if she guessed correctly, she hadn't even been in love.
Of the five judges, three gave her a hundred points, one gave her a 99 and the other gave her a 98.
Afterwards, the reporter interviewed the two judges who did not give her a full score, and asked them why, one said that there was still room for improvement in skills, and too many full marks were afraid that she would be proud, and the other said after pondering for a while that her empathy ability scared me, so I decided that it would be better for her to play this piece again after letting her have her own love experience in the future, and she had no self-feeling for this song.
Ignoring these two judges, removing the highest score and removing the lowest score, Tong Muyu's average score reached 232.3 points, and the audience was in an uproar, no one exceeded 180 in the Liszt Piano Competition for a long time, and Tong Muyu directly scored 232 points.
This game is already in hand, and there is no need for other players to watch, Tong Muyu got off the stage, Su Jiayi immediately greeted her, put her blazer on her, and led her through the siege of reporters, media and parents back to the backstage.
Su Jiayi's expression was very distorted, as if crying and laughing, she couldn't hold back a word for a long time, so she had to take a bottle of water and hand it to Tong Muyu, rubbed her head, and said softly: "Brother is proud of you." ”
How long has it been since he experienced such intense emotions, and the dry heart at the bottom of his heart seems to be slowly reviving in the moistening of the piano, and his fish can always bring him the biggest surprise.
"Brother, am I playing well?" Tong Muyu bent a pair of eyes to praise.
"Okay, great, Yuyu is the best player, did you see the judges stand up for you?"
Tong Muyu smiled happily, "That's good!" ”
Su Jiayi was in a complicated mood, but she stared at her for a long time and didn't speak, her wide palm touched her head one by one, and her heart was inexplicably sad and joyful.
After a while, Li Ruixuan, Liu Cuiwei, and Xiaoguang Xiaozhi Xiaoran all came. They exaggerated around her and exclaimed, "Yuyu, you are like an angel when you play the piano!" ”
"What nonsense!" Ash patted his stupid brother on the head, his face was slightly red, and I have to say that he had also fallen into Don Juan's old dream.
Li Ruixuan and Liu Cuiwei didn't have anything to say, but looking at her eyes, there was a sense of relief that my child had grown up, Liu Cuiwei simply waved her hand, "In order to celebrate the success of Yuyu's performance today, sister, I will charter a restaurant and invite the big guys to have a meal together!" ”
"Eat! All right! I want to eat fried chicken hot pot spicy hot! Tong Muyu jumped up, "Oh yes, and that crayfish!" ”
Recently, Tong Muyu likes to eat this thing, although there is not much meat, but the taste is so good, she eats her mouth full of oil, and she can't wait to eat it with the shell.
"Little glutton, I knew you only had food in your eyes." Liu Cui touched her head slightly.
Everyone happily went out to eat together, completely leaving Su Sirou behind.
With Tong Muyu Zhuyu in front, the next contestants' performance was mediocre and decent, and the judges looked bored, scoring lower than the other, and many people were annoyed that they were glad that they were not the first to make a failed decision.
It wasn't until Su Sirou came on the stage that the judges were slightly satisfied, not as good as Tong Muyu, and she was also the best among her peers, giving her a pretty good score.
Ye Qianxin was not very satisfied, and complained in a whisper why she didn't have that wild girl's high score, how did she do it, and whether the judges accepted bribes. Bribed.
Seeing her daughter's bad expression, she comforted her again, "It's okay, it's okay, Rourou is always the best in my mother's eyes!" ”
Su Sirou sighed lightly, but something seemed to be slowly moving away from her.
The Tong Muyu competition was broadcast by TV stations and online media, which aroused heated discussions on the Internet, and soon rushed to the hot search again, and some people quickly recognized her as the little girl who sang before.
Passerby A: "Mom asked me why I was kneeling on the Internet ......"
The little lamb bleated: "The piano layman who can only listen to the sound also knelt down......"
Kitten fishing: "Her hand even has a phantom!! ”
Qingtong: "It's another day when I'm counting in the world...... I thought my sister's singing was already a talent, but I didn't expect the piano to be too, it's terrible! ”
Wan Yunqing: "The piano professional has already fallen down, the big guy will accept me as an apprentice!" ”
"Do you know how difficult Don Juan's old dream is...... I couldn't finish it at 23, I was defeated by an eight-year-old, and I lost and lost......"
Because of Tong Muyu, the Liszt Piano Competition has attracted the attention of many netizens, whether they are piano players or not, they all want to see her continue to play and see how far she can go.
Nearly half of the people were eliminated in the preliminary round, and only 12 people remained, and in the semifinals, another six people were eliminated, and the remaining six people chased the finals.
Tong Muyu knew that after winning the first place, her expression was as flat as eating a cabbage tonight, and the difference between winning the first place and the last place was not much for her.
So Ka Yat took full charge as her competition coach and song selection consultant.
"Yuyu, what tunes are you going to use in the rematch?"
Tong Muyu touched his chin and pointed to the passionate march of Murse on the score, Su Jiayi was stunned, "Won't this be too difficult?" ”
It's a piece that even he struggles to play, and it's not until he is an adult that he can play it in its entirety. What's more, it's an eight-year-old child like Tong Muyu.
"It's okay, you can play it." Tong Muyu glanced at the high and low of the music score, densely packed with notes without any rules to follow, in the eyes of people who don't understand, this music score is even just a ghost drawing, and it is impossible to see where the tadpole notes are.
Su Jiayi's eyebrows twisted, this song will definitely win the championship, but if it can't be completed, it will also become a laughing stock, and Moores's passionate march is too difficult.
This genius of piano skills in the last century spent half his life composing this passionate march known as the most difficult piano score, only technique, hellish level difficulty technique, without any emotion, but no one noticed the emotion under this perverted score.