223 Amazing performance, it turned out to be Ann
At the bottom of the stage there is a lift, where a white grand piano sits quietly.
Ling Yue's assistant led Shen Youan through the narrow passage and walked in.
It's dark, it's narrow, and the passage is only for one person.
The light on the stage casts a few pillars of light through the gaps, which are cut into a limited space by the regular floor.
In the flickering pillar of light, there seemed to be dust dancing, like a mischievous elf.
Overhead, Wang Chiru's voice came from a layer of boards, as if it was very close and far away.
What came to the assistant's mind: "Don't you wear makeup and change clothes?" β
Qin Xiange was dressed up so ceremoniously, like a princess living in a castle.
This Shen Youan is wearing a down jacket, and on such a serious occasion, her perfunctory is disrespectful to the stage and the audience.
But apparently, it was too late to remind at this time.
No time.
It was Shen Youan who didn't take it to heart, and it was her people who lost it when the time came, but they couldn't be blamed.
Obviously, the assistant was already full of resentment about Shen Youan's delay and irresponsibility.
Let Mr. Lan take away Qin Xiange's show, will she be able to stand out by herself?
Joke.
I really think I'm some kind of unborn genius.
The assistant stepped out of the way, and the lift platform was close in front of him.
Shen Youan walked in.
Immediately after that, the assistant's eyes widened in the next moment, as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
Shen Youan took off the black down jacket covering his body.
The bottom of the stage is dull and cramped, and the dim light and oppressive atmosphere make people feel uncomfortable.
The girl's slender and white shoulders are like the best mutton fat white jade, exuding a peerless light in the quiet time.
Through the dim light, she saw that the girl was wearing a small black sleeveless dress, the black was deep and solemn, like a dark and mysterious night, both dangerous and charming.
The black satin had a cool sheen, the color of moonlight.
The collision of jade and black is reminiscent of the cold moon hanging high in the night.
Lonely and lonely, but there is an unparalleled brilliance in this world.
The assistant froze, as if immersed in the visual shock of this moment.
The girl put the down jacket on the shelf next to her, and then sat on the piano bench, a pair of slender white fingers opened the lid, and the fingertips stroked the black and white keys, the picture was silent and gentle.
The girl had her back to her, and she couldn't see her face.
The slender and slender neck is just right, the fragile and tough support the round head, the chestnut hair is simply braided in a circle, dotted with a few pearls, plain and elegant, there is an indescribable grace and softness.
Unconsciously lost his mind.
The curtain ended, and the last light on the stage went out.
The world is plunged into darkness.
The darkness that you can't see your fingers in.
She panicked.
There was a song that sounded in the darkness, like a distant and mysterious chant, with a divine holiness, like a baptism of the soul.
And behind this spring breeze and water, there seems to be lightning and thunder, dark and psychedelic water, the moonlight illuminates the water surface, the water waves ripple slightly, there seems to be something in the water, ready to move.
The lifting platform slowly rose, and the ethereal song seemed to have wings, flying into every corner of the auditorium and falling into every pair of ears.
The assistant was the closest, she didn't come back to her senses for a long time, goosebumps got on her arms, and she could clearly hear the sound of her heart trembling.
At the end of the song, everyone didn't have time to catch their breath, and then the melodious and lyrical melody was seamlessly connected.
This melody is so beautiful that it is like a gentle breeze blowing across a quiet lake, and the moonlight gently blows down in the rippling water.
The relaxed Pearl straightened up the moment he heard the song.
Until the introduction of the first two bars sounds, kicking off the first chapter "Water Demon".
The layman listened to the excitement, but he, an insider, heard a dense arrangement of thirty-second notes and chords, which alternated and repeated between the three chords and their semitones, using the notes as a brush, perfectly depicting the scene of the wind blowing on the surface of the lake, so real that it made people feel as if they were in the middle of it, and the wind blew through the tiny fluff on the face, stirring up layers of trembling on the skin.
Rather, Ravel was one of the greatest composers, and he once said to his student, the famous composer Williams, that in all living music, there is a subtle melodic outline, which is enough to prove Ravel's extreme handling of melody.
Through the continuous transposition of chromatic changes, the light and dark colors are like two sides of the moonlight.
The left and right hands are intertwined, and the notes seem to rise and fall on the microwave rippling water.
When the music reaches F for the first time, it is like a wave coming, setting off a passionate climax, and the arpeggios of the thirty-second notes progresses layer by layer, like rolling waves, stirring up the surging heart.
Pearl looked up in shock.
At the same time, all the audience members immersed in the music saw a pillar of light falling on the pitch-black stage at the same moment.
On the right side of the stage, in front of a white grand piano, a slender figure sits sideways.
The light poured down from the top of her head, like a beam of divine light in the sky, gently and strongly enveloping the girl.
She sat upright, her back elegantly straight, so relaxed and natural.
The girl bowed her head slightly, revealing a slender white neck, under the light, the bare skin was as delicate as porcelain, like the best mutton fat white jade, and the beauty made people can't help but want to lock it in the safe and treasure it.
A small black dress complements the pearls in the hair, which is solemn and mysterious in the long night, and elegant and graceful in the quiet blooming of lotus flowers.
You can't see the face, but it's effortless, and the beauty is thrilling.
But there's still to come.
The slender hands easily landed on the black and white keys, and everyone thought that this girl would definitely be magical, and the notes seemed to be given a new life under her fingers.
Many people don't understand the difficulty of this piece at all, but there are still some people who know it, such as Gu Bichen, such as Liu Yunxi, and ...... Yu Ruohuan.
and Qin Xian Ge, who was stunned in the background.
"This can't be, it must be a fake bomb, Shen Youan is a fake bomb, how could she play this song?"
The Ghost of the Night is recognized as one of the most difficult piano pieces in the world, because Ravel's mastery of technique has reached the point of obsession, and there are only a handful of pianists who can truly interpret this musical poem.
Most of them are tangible and godless, and they are ingenious.
The reason why Qin Xiange chose this piece is because it is difficult, famous, and hard to practice skills, it is easy to fool laymen who don't understand the piano, even those who know the piano have never touched this super difficult piece, and they will admire her courage to challenge.
Her excerpt is the third chapter, "Phantom", which is the most complex and difficult chapter.
And Shen You'an, she played three chapters in a row, and added poetry and singing by herself, whether it was rhythm or skill interpretation, it was perfect and impeccable.
She didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit that compared to Shen Youan's performance, what she played by herself was just a piece of.
Qin Xiange had a faint feeling in her heart that this piece was not just perfect under her fingers, and the shock she brought was enough to set off a storm and waves.
It was precisely because of this premonition that she was even more unacceptable.
Even the piano, which she was most proud of, was ruthlessly crushed by Shen Youan.
The previous ridicule and wild words seemed to be still in his ears, Qin Xiange's face was pale, and it was difficult to see the hideous distortion.
"The bells echo across the walls of the city on the other side of the horizon."
"The setting sun stained the remains of the hanged red."
The girl's ethereal voice depicts an atmosphere of extreme horror.
The repeated syncopation of the octave of the right hand seems to ring the bell of fate, gloomy and mournful.
Under the remnants of the setting sun, a condemned prisoner was hanging on the gallows, accompanied by the play of the octave chord of his left hand, as if he heard the heavy lament of the condemned prisoner in the bleak autumn wind, and subconsciously made people shiver and shudder.
The extreme use of harmony perfectly creates a gloomy, weird, and terrifying world of death.
"Laughter came from the closet in the bedroom, and she danced under the mosquito net on the bed."
"Strange sounds in the quiet moonlit night."
"I don't know how many times I've heard it, and I can't be at peace."
She came down from the ceiling and spun on one foot.
"It's like a detached spindle, flying around the room."
"I don't know how many times I've watched it, and I can't sleep late at night."
The free sonata, in an extremely complex structure, outlines the witty and bizarre phantom image of an evil and cute elf, showing a warm and romantic style.
The music ends with soft chords.
The scene was silent for a long time.
Until the first applause rang out, followed by a wave, the applause lasted for a long time, and the air above the auditorium was filled with a fiery and excited atmosphere.
Most people don't understand piano music, let alone the difficulty of the piece, but that doesn't mean they don't know how to appreciate it.
A truly good performer is one who tells a good story.
Give the listener an immersive feeling, and that's a successful performance.
In this respect, this performance is a palace.
Like a fantastic dream, the movement has ended, but the aftertaste is far away, bringing the ultimate shock and touching to the soul.
The applause lasted for a long time.
I don't know who shouted: "Qin Xiange, I love you, you are a well-deserved piano princess." β
This high-decibel shout made the atmosphere of the scene more enthusiastic.
Backstage, Qin Xiange's face was extremely hideous and pale.
This shout, like a slap in the face, slapped her in the face fiercely, and stomped all her self-esteem and pride into the mud mercilessly.
"You're blind, open your dog's eyes wide and see clearly, is that Qin Xiange?"
"If it's not Qin Xiange, who else can it be? Who else has such superb piano skills? β
"Shen You'an, it's Shen You'an."
Except for the first few rows closest to the stage, where the silhouette of the performers can be clearly seen, the back row of the auditorium can only see a hazy shadow, and the clearer the light, the more blurred the figure.
It's because they don't know who is playing the piano at all, and their backs are peerless, and their skills are at their peak.
The small auditorium seemed to have become an international royal theater, and they enjoyed a perfect performance comparable to that of the palace.
In order to achieve the goal of crushing Shen You'an, Qin Xiange spread the news that he was going to play solo at the party very early, because everyone thought that Qin Xiange was playing on the stage.
At this time, it was said that it was Shen You'an who was playing, and many people didn't believe it at all.
How could it be Shen You'an.
Everyone looked carefully at the independent figure on the stage.
It's likeγIt's really not Qin Xiange.γ
The young man's displeased scolding voice was very eye-catching: "Are you blind? Keep your dogs' eyes open and show me who the hell is playing? β
In the audience, the teenager looked violent and not easy to mess with.
Everyone didn't dare to provoke Jiang Shengyao, and cautiously tested: "Yes...... Is it Shen You'an? β
The boy raised the corners of his mouth proudly, as if he were the one who played it.
Everyone was speechless.
Jiang Shaohao is naΓ―ve.
Then I was even more shocked.
Shen Youan's piano played so well.
Leng Xuexi glanced at the young man beside her, and did not miss the spring color in the other party's eyes.
She pursed her lips, lowered her voice and said, "Brother, you are not worthy of her, really, take this thought away as soon as possible, so as not to be hurt in the future." β
Leng Yunyang snorted: "Elbow outward." β
"I'm telling the truth."
Leng Xuexi secretly glanced at the young man on his right again.
The gentle teenager frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
Leng Xuexi sighed and looked at the vague figure on the stage.
She suddenly remembered that there was a line in a movie she liked very much.
When I was young, I met people who were too amazing, otherwise I wouldn't be able to spend the rest of my life in peace.
Shen You'an didn't know how many people's hearts she had stolen, and how many people would never be able to get out of regret for the rest of their lives.
"Bang bang." Applause rang out.
In the first row of the audience, a tall young man stood up.
The gaffer was very powerful, shining a beam of chasing light on the man's body, and everyone saw the man's dazzling blonde hair.
It turned out to be a foreign man.
Someone recognized it with sharp eyes: "It's the genius pianist Pearl." β
"Wow" The audience was in a commotion.
Those who don't pay attention to the piano know this famous figure.
How could this dazzling pianist appear at Lanya High School and watch the performance with everyone.
Everyone felt like they were dreaming.
"Ann, you're really the genius I'm optimistic about."
The man's tone couldn't hide his excitement.
There is an old saying in Huaguo, there is nowhere to find it when you step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
He was extremely glad that he had agreed to Lan Man's invitation and came to this party out of boredom, otherwise he might miss the genius he was looking for again.
The soul of this piano piece lies in how to truly express the artistic conception of the poem.
Of all the pianists Pearl knew, only the girl in front of her vividly captured Ravel's impressionist composition style and comprehension.
At this age, he is not yet able to achieve such skill and comprehension.
In other words, he, the so-called piano genius, pales in front of this girl.
Since Lan Man became the leader of the group, in order to serve the public, he has never easily expressed his emotions.
Tonight she broke through.
The mouth opened into an O-shape, and the surprise and excitement in the eyes were undisguised.
Shen You'an, worthy of Shen You'an.
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Lan Man would have wanted to pinch his waist and laugh.
Shen You'an is a bottomless treasure, the more you dig, the more surprising you are.
There was no smile on Yu Ruohuan's face.
His face was terrible cold.
With her nails digging into her palms, she stared at the girl in black on the stage.
It turned out that Shen Youan was the genius piano girl Pearl had been looking for.
She jerked her head.
The young man's lips curled softly, looking at the man's eyes, gentle and terrifying.
Yu Ruohuan's heart sank to the bottom.
Helian Yu lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
Qin Xiange was like being struck by lightning, and his face collapsed.
"Ann, that's Ann."
Qin Xian Song Piano Contest lost to a little-known newcomer, and after the spread of Gao Yucao, everyone in the first year of high school already knew about it.
After all, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and it is normal for Qin Xiange to lose to others.
But if this person is Shen You'an.
That's very subtle.
Thinking about it, everyone ridiculed Shen Youan for not being able to play the piano, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face so soon.
Not only did people beat Qin Xiange, who had played the piano princess for many years, and won the first place, but Pearl also admired and praised the genius of the iron mouth.
Shen Youan not only has a superb, but he didn't expect that his artistic talent is also terrifying.
What window did God close for her?
On the stage, at the end of the song, the girl turned her head to look at Pearl and nodded slightly to show respect.
Pearl smiled, his eyes looking at a flawless work of art.
The audience was gasping for air.
The overhead light is focused on the girl, perfectly reflecting the girl's beautiful face.
At a glance, the girl was about to descend slowly with the lifting platform.
The lights suddenly became hot, and some dangerous elements were on the move.
(End of chapter)