Chapter 8: The Enemy of the Future
The staff member's voice fell, and the surroundings became extremely silent, and the contestant who was just about to take the stage couldn't help but stop and looked at Fu Tuo behind him in disbelief.
It's not that someone is shocked to call someone out, in the process of qualifying, I heard that there are often judges who call a contestant out to talk to him about the details of the competition, which is very common.
About ten players can see two or three.
But the problem is, the person who called the person was wrong!
The judging panel was the Piano Priestess, one of the world's top pianists, Marta Argerich!
At present, he is the most active and one of the strongest judges in the Chopin International Piano Competition.
No, there may not even be one!
Everyone couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, looking at Fu Diao who was standing in place, and didn't know what to say for a while.
Since Argerich wants to meet this Chinese player, does it mean that this player can be regarded as entering the first round in advance?
While everyone else was still worrying about their qualifying results, someone could already make it straight to the first round?
This one is too enviable!
Of course, it is not the intention of this place to enter the first round, for example, Fu Tiao found Argerich to go through the back door or something.
Rather, Fu Tune's performance can attract Argerich's attention, and there is absolutely no problem in the first round of this level, and even if he is a little full, there may be no problem in the second round.
As for the third round and the fourth round of the final, although it is not necessarily, there are opportunities.
In other words, being able to be favored means that Fu Tiao has a chance to be seeded for a short time.
"The third player! Claudius! Please hurry up and get on the field! The judges are already waiting for you! ”
The staff in charge of the curtain opened the backstage door and shouted to the third contestant standing on the stairs, which woke everyone up and hurriedly did what they should do now.
However, looking at their situation, I am afraid that the mentality will be completely uneven for a while.
Several Dongying people who had been carefully filming from a distance looked at Fu Tiao with great interest, holding cameras to shoot him from various places in the distance, as if they wanted to record his appearance.
Fu Diao didn't feel the thoughts of the people around him, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the camera in the distance, he was now full of only one question.
Who is Marta Argerich?
Why is it that when this name is mentioned, the people around him are shocked, with reverence and longing? As if you see God?
According to Fu Diao's original idea, a person he didn't know suddenly said that he wanted to see him, just refuse directly, and he didn't have to think so much about it at all.
But now look at the situation of the people around her, this so-called, what is the person called Marta Argerich, she is definitely a big shot! If it's not good to say no outright, what should you do now?
Fu Tiao thought about it, so he could only follow the staff to the corner of the concert hall and look at the man and nod slightly.
"Okay, I see, I'll be there tomorrow night, what time is it? Where? When? ”
"At six o'clock in the evening, in Ms. Argerich's studio, this is the invitation, you can go to the address on your own!"
The staff member in charge of the communication respectfully handed Fu Diao a pure white invitation, then bowed slightly and turned to leave.
Fu Tiao looked at the invitation in his hand, shook his head, and casually stuffed the invitation into his score.
The qualifiers have come to an end for Fu Diao, and he can do whatever he wants with the rest of the time.
If you have the money, you can travel around Europe at this time.
If you don't want to visit Europe, you can at least take a cultural trip to Chopin.
But the problem is, he doesn't have any money.
Therefore, Fu Diao did not go far, but walked to the door of the concert hall and found a shady place to rest.
He didn't have much money, so he found a small newsstand and bought a small glass of espresso for five Polish zlotys.
The coffee is made from the coffee machine, the taste is average, just pure bitterness, and there is no sour taste and aroma of good coffee beans, and there are some coffee bean residues under the paper cup.
When he was on the ship before, he often drank this kind of ordinary coffee beans, but he was not unaccustomed to drinking them, just leaning on the outer wall of the concert hall, slowly sipping the bitter coffee in the cup one by one.
It was almost half-past eleven, and there was no concept of time at all when it was playing, and the whole concert hall was dark, lit only by some dim light.
When he finished the whole work, looking at the sun overhead, he understood why Mr. Broz had been scolding the local government in Warsaw.
The sun is not stinging, it shines warmly on the body, making people want to lie down and sleep.
But perhaps because of the smog, even on a sunny day, he felt that the whole city was foggy.
"It's as dark as a ship, and I can't understand why so many people want to come here."
Fu Tuo shook his head.
He suddenly remembered that when he was on the sea, it seemed that it was all foggy, but there was water vapor over there.
At that time, she was standing on the deck with a black veil and a black umbrella, staring blankly at the sea in the distance.
Everything is a thing of the past, she should not wait for herself, but marry a wife, live her life in peace of mind in a beautiful country, and maybe give birth to several children.
After Fu Diao finished the last sip of coffee, he sighed, stretched out his hand to throw away the paper cup, and planned to take the car back.
There were still a lot of people gathered around the room, as if waiting for the results of the players' performances.
There were a few people with Toei faces, and they were surrounded by many cameras with the NHK logo written on them.
It's not an interview, it's not a movie, it's like a vlog recording of life, surrounding those Dongying players.
"Does it feel weird?"
A Chinese language sounded, and a man with curly hair about one meter nine and a full head stood beside Fu Diao, also holding a cup of coffee, drinking it with a smile, and said casually.
"This is NHK, a television station that does documentaries on the Chopin International Piano Competition, and they do documentaries every year, and they start looking for finalists at the time of the qualifiers, and then record their performance experiences."
"It's not just the contestants, but when it comes to the main competition, there are also documentaries of the tuners, and even behind-the-scenes documentaries."
"It's very interesting, if you have time, you can take a look, I've been photographed before, but my level is not good, and I didn't even get into the first round, so they just took me as a passerby, and didn't give me a lot of pictures."
"If you're the kind of thief, maybe you'll have a special picture to introduce your origins."
Fu turned his head and frowned slightly.
"You ......"
"Oh, you don't know me, my name is Yu Tianyou, Xiao Sai I have already participated twice."
Yu Tianyou grinned, stretched out his hand and gestured: "Xiao Sai requires the contestants to be 18-28 years old, the first time I participated when I was less than 18 years old, and then the second time when I was 23 years old, and now I am 28, just stuck in the timeline, and participated in the third time." ”
"The third time?" Fu was shocked.
Can this thing be participated in three times?
According to my memory, it seems that there are contestants who have participated twice, but the one who has a chance to enter the finals, and now you suddenly appear to have participated in three times alone?
"Yes, the third time, after all, it's not very willing, who would want to be eliminated in the first round? It's just a pity ......"
Yu Tianyou raised his head, looked at the gray sun overhead, and sighed helplessly.
"Although I can enter the qualifiers every time, in this round of 160 into 80, I may still not be able to get in, this thing is too difficult, Chopin's thing is too outrageous, I feel that this thing is like Bach, completely different."
With that, he drank all the coffee in his cup, threw it into the corner of the arch pillar, and smiled.
"Okay, I'll go back to the concert hall first, and listen to what awesome people are there this year, Fu Tune, you played very well, if I'm not mistaken, you will definitely be able to enter the first round this year, as for the second round, ......"
"What happened to the second round?"
"Forget it, it's nothing."
Yu Tianyou waved his hand, pointed to the concert hall, and asked.
"Do you want to go? Go ahead and listen? Listen to what other players are playing? Maybe they're all your enemies! ”
"Future, enemy."