The Chopin International Piano Competition, one of the four major piano competitions in the world, is held every five years.

As his name suggests, this is a piano competition based on Chopin's works, which tests the players' interpretation of Chopin, their understanding of Chopin, and their own technique.

Contestants were selected from tens of thousands of entries from all over the world, and all of these tens of thousands of entries were recommended by teachers or obtained through some other competitions.

Everyone is a dragon and phoenix among people.

If their level is analogous, they are almost the top students of Tsinghua University and Peking University, that is, the champions.

And these people themselves are already one in a million players, and then the last 160 or so people are selected to enter the qualifiers.

Top young players from all over the world gather in Poland.

Half of the qualifiers were brushed off, half were brushed off in the first round, half were brushed off in the second round, and half were brushed off in the third round, leaving only the last 10 people to enter the finals.

Those who play Chopin well will definitely be able to play other works well.

And those who can play other works may not be able to play Chopin well.

That's why the Chopin International Piano Competition is so competitive.

And there is another point, if all the judges feel that the level of the first place is not enough for the first place, then the first place position will be vacant, and the original first place will be moved directly to the second place, or even to the third, fourth, and fifth place.

and even the top six, all of which are vacant.

This rule directly left the first prize of the Chopin International Piano Competition vacant for 15 years.

However, it is only the strength of the contestants that meets the standard, not the reason why this competition can become the largest piano competition in the world, the real reason is the judges of this competition.

Only the top six winners of the past generations can serve as judges.

None of the judges who stood out from the Chopin International Piano Competition were laymen, and the last six members of each competition were basically the pillars that supported the piano world.

Pollini, Argerich, Ashkenstein......

Countless top bigwigs who can shock the entire piano industry just by putting their names on it, almost all of them have come out of here.

It is even rumored that only the pianist who actually wins the Chopin International Piano Competition can be regarded as the top pianist.

At about six o'clock in the morning, Brotz knocked on the door and asked Fu to go downstairs for breakfast.

When Fu Tiao dressed everything and went downstairs, the table was already full of breakfast.

It is not a particularly orthodox Polish breakfast, nor does it belong to any local traditional breakfast, but is commonly used in Europe.

Some simple ham, bread, jam, eggs, served with a glass of orange juice.

That's all there is to breakfast.

"Cześć" Brotz looked at Fu who opened the door and greeted him in Polish: "This is Polish, early." ”

"Cześć" Fu said a few times, and Brotz corrected some of his pronunciations with a smile.

The two sat down and had a quick breakfast, and then Fu Tiao took everything he needed to bring with him during the competition, and put on his suit.

At this moment, his whole temperament is similar to the one wrapped in a blanket on the bed before, and he has a strong artistic atmosphere all over his body.

Elegant, indifferent and unpretentious.

Just as he was on the ship.

Brotz's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he snorted twice.

"I always felt like a liar before, after all, there is no pianist dressed like you, but now I am sure that you are definitely a pianist!"

"You didn't hear me play the piano before? Could it be that you were sleeping while I was practicing? Fu Tiao also made a joke with him: "Although I am practicing more basic skills, I feel different, right?" ”

Brodz immediately laughed: "Hahaha, in fact, I don't understand the gap between the players, if it's ordinary, I can still understand it, but I can't stare at the gap between your top players, so I really can't hear whether it's the level of an ordinary conservatory or the level of a pianist." ”

With that, he walked quickly to the door, stretched out his hand and pointed to a slightly old pickup truck in front of his house, and raised his chin: "Let's go, it will be a long time to get to the Warsaw Philharmonic Concert Hall from this place, let's leave early, maybe we can arrive at about seven o'clock!" ”

Fu Tiao stepped forward and thanked him in half-baked Polish: "Dziękuję"

Brodz was stunned, then laughed even louder: "Nie ma za co! ”

……

In April, it was already bright at six o'clock, but due to the poor urban environment, there was smog everywhere, although it was a sunny day, it looked like it was not much different from a cloudy day in the car.

The small pickup truck pierced the fog and galloped towards the city.

The two didn't speak along the way, Fu Tiao sat in the car and flipped through the sheet music in his hand, trying to prepare himself a little more in the last time, so that he could get a higher score.

Brotz, on the other hand, drove and whispered curses to government administrations, and then swore to the radio that he would vote for the Greens in the next election.

Although the Greens could not enter Parliament, the local councils still had some status.

Don't ask them to do a good job of the whole of Poland, at least clean up the vicinity of Warsaw, and don't make the air so bad that it makes people feel annoying.

After about forty minutes, the two barely made it to the north of the center, near the Warsaw National Philharmonic Hall.

The neighborhood may be due to the preliminaries of the Chopin International Piano Competition, and the fact that this place is in the center of the city, so it has become very congested and almost impossible to walk.

Brotz could only put Fu Tune on the side of the road and said helplessly.

"The road in this place is blocked, I can only send you here, if you want to go back, you can take the N31 car, you can get home with a little turn, I can't stay here for too long, I'll go back first, wait for your good news."

"Well, see you later, do, do...... Do widzenia？ ”

"Hahahaha, Do widzenia! That's right, the pronunciation is very standard, Dior! I look forward to hearing from you! ”

"Yes, Mr. Brods."

Brotz smiled even more happily, he waved at Fu Tiao, and drove the car to continue along the traffic, preparing to leave the downtown area.

Fu Tune, on the other hand, re-mentioned the score in his hand and turned his head to look at the huge concert hall not far ahead.

The pure white façade is inlaid with eight pairs of ancient Roman columns, under which stand steel arches and countless concert posters are pasted on the arches.

Around the corner of the concert hall is the Polish word Sala koncertowa, which means concert hall.

Countless people walked through, looking at the men and women who walked out of the concert hall and into it with a hint of curiosity, their eyes full of envy.

This place is the highest stage for all classical music performers, and it is also a mass grave that negates countless performers.

Countless performers walked through the steel arches, but only the last few could walk out proudly.

Fu Tiao lifted the sheet music in his hand, threw away his distractions, and walked towards the concert hall.