Several judges glanced at each other and shook their heads slightly.

"Today's first player played more average, but normally, the first few players played more average every day, maybe it was too much tension caused by being too forward?"

"I don't know, but I give it a score according to the normal score, and the overall bullet is okay, but the details are not in place."

"Snort...... If you can be selected into the qualifiers and become the final 160 people, there is no difference, who can be poor in overall processing? Isn't our game just about looking at the details, and how well he handles the details? You're talking. ”

"Well, forget it, let's eliminate it directly, have you seen the next player?"

"Fu? In addition to the more rotten street etudes and nocturnes, he actually chose the third piano ballade, and there are very few people who choose this work in the qualifiers. ”

"The qualifiers are random nocturnes, etudes, fantasias, ballades, mazurkas, and any of these works are made up of a set of 30-minute mini-concerts, and there are so many works in total, so it should be normal to choose a third piano ballade, right?"

"No, no, no, the difficulty of the third narrative (the third narrative song) is not great, but the difficulty of telling it is very high, mainly depends on whether you can tell the story in the music well, if you score the difficulty, then your interpretation score must be pulled up to the overall score, if you want to tell the narrative well, it is really difficult."

"But one thing to say, it's been a few days since the game, and this is the first narrative I've heard at this stage, what about you?"

"Coincidentally, so did I."

When everyone heard the man's words, they couldn't help but smile at each other and looked at the stage with a little interest.

As the man said, the difficulty of the narrative is not in the technique, but in the performance of the music.

If you make the music more beautiful and moving, this is the problem of Xusan.

However, Fu Tune is very good at how to make the beauty in music more aesthetic.

Wow!

The applause rang out, and the first contestant got up in embarrassment, bowed to the crowd, and walked off the stage quickly.

And all the judges didn't move, just looked at the door indifferently,

Fu Tiao stepped out.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fu Tuo's body, his expression did not change at all, and he was extremely indifferent, just like he was on the boat.

He stood in front of the piano, reached out to hold the edge of the piano, bowed slightly, and sat down to the applause of the crowd.

Everything was incredibly decent.

Several judges glanced at each other and nodded slightly.

First impressions matter.

And Fu Diao's first impression on them was very good.

Fu Tiao looked around the audience and sighed silently.

The place was a bit too quiet, not the same as the music environment he liked.

The people here seem to only care about his mistakes?

Fu Tuo shook his head and did not delve into it, but turned around and sat on the piano, silently closing his eyes.

The concert hall became incredibly silent, except for the sound of the crowd's breathing.

Just when everyone was about to feel impatient, Fu Tiao's hand slowly raised and landed on the piano with great gentleness.

Chopin's Ballade No. 3 in A flat major

The repertoire of the competition emerged on the edge of the stage, and Fu Diao's hand slowly fell at this moment.

"When ......"

The gentle and euphemistic voice fell softly on the piano keyboard, Fu Tuo raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and enjoyed his music.

His fingers didn't just lift up like that, but pushed the force of the fall onto his arm, lifted it up, and then the gravity of his arm pressed down again.

It's like drawing a perfect circle.

An extremely soft artistic conception instantly gushed out.

Some of the judges' eyes were immediately surprised.

Beautiful, so beautiful.

As a percussion instrument, the piano can only be played with percussion, but it has a softness like string strings.

Fu Tune's fingers swim quickly on the piano keyboard like ripples on the water, and each note is extremely soft.

The timbre is smooth and stable to the extreme.

This is Fu Tune, and this is 1900!

Fu Tiao listened to the sound of his own playing, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

His body gradually relaxed, and he no longer cared that this place was the arena of the competition, and he didn't care that the people sitting under the stage were enough to decide his future fate.

He played the music in his hand so easily, letting his body flow with the music, opening his eyes from time to time, winking at the crowd under the stage, and smiling in the corners of his eyes.

Those judges looked at Fu Tune with interest and couldn't help but nod slightly.

Some people are born to be suitable for the stage, and his performance on the stage is his most perfect state.

Fu tune, that's it!

He loves music and loves the stage.

As long as he is on stage, he is able to fully immerse himself in the music.

The stage has been thoroughly mastered by Fu Tuo, and every note is as mellow and smooth as a drop of water, flowing down from the stage in a line.

Fu Tune poured his body on the piano and used his own strength to squeeze out all the beauty in the music.

According to what he had just heard on his phone, it was extremely sweet and beautiful.

Listen to it once, and you can play eighty percent of the music, which is the talent of 1900.

Besides, he'd listened to it more than once now, he'd been listening to it for two or three hours!

Even if there was a practice part in between, he listened to all the works, at least three or four times.

Everything in music, he has been able to reach 90 out of 5!

This is still based on the fact that he has just re-encountered the piano not long ago!

The music flowed slowly, and no one noticed that the door behind the concert hall was gently pushed open, and a woman with extremely fluffy white hair walked out from behind the door.

Piano Priestess!

Marta Argerich!

A woman who has dedicated her life to music.

She pushed open the door, clasped her hands around her, listened to Fu Tune's performance, and did not continue to walk towards the judges' seat, but just stood quietly on the edge of the stage, squinting and listening to the music.

From time to time, she would hear something funny, and she would laugh involuntarily.

Click......

The door opened again, and a staff member entered the venue with a new batch of scores, and just as he was about to close the door, the afterglow of the perspective suddenly noticed Argerich standing by the door, and the whole person was stunned, and he spoke in disbelief.

"Ahh......h

"Shh......h

Argerich didn't wait for him to finish, put his withered finger to his lips, blew gently, and shook his head slightly.

She pointed to Fu Tune, which was playing on the stage, and couldn't help but smile.

"I'm just coming over to see, listen, don't you think it's interesting to talk to lovers?"

The dialogue between lovers, the exchange between Fu and the piano.

Softly, softly, for fear of destroying the artistic conception between lovers.

Just by listening, people can feel a ripple in their hearts.

Argerich raised his eyebrows slightly, stood in the corner and whispered to himself: "Throbbing, dancing, singing, the three forms of the three narratives are perfectly displayed, with extremely slight differences, showing absolute differences. ”

"In the long dance of the breath, with a hint of trembling throbbing, in the throbbing fragments, with a hint of dancing emotion."

"The change of emotions, the control is perfect, turning what should be supposed to be a dance between men and women into a throbbing between men and women? It's kind of interesting, it's really interesting. ”

Argerich looked at Fu Tuo on the stage as if caressing his lover's face, didn't know what to think, smiled silently, and pushed the door away.

She had just planned to come over today and listen to any players that interested her, and then give her a few points.

She didn't expect that when she first came in, she would be able to hear such a perfect scene, which would make her satisfied.

If you have attained perfection, why linger?

Therefore, Argerich got up and left, leaving only the staff at the door with a blank face.

He didn't know why Argerich had just entered, but he just listened to the beginning and left.

Fu Tune and the others in the concert hall had no idea that one of the top names in the classical music world had just walked by, and they were almost all so immersed in Fu Tune's music that they forgot everything around them.

Only a few judges meticulously flipped through the sheet music in their hands, carefully picking out mistakes.

It's a pity that there are less than three.

All the judges couldn't help nodding their heads, and silently gave Fu Diao a fairly good score in their hearts.

Fun, powerful, but not perfect.

This is their final feeling of Fu Tune.

While! While! While! While!

With the roar of the last four chords, the music comes to an end.

Before everyone came to their senses, Fu Tuo played this piece to the final end, and the whole piece ushered in a climax at this moment!

And Fu Diao, at this moment, raised his hand from the piano and turned his head to look at the people under the stage, especially the judges who looked at him and froze in the air with a pen, and couldn't help but smile gently.