Chapter 11: Dongying, Amy

The two judges went toe-to-toe, and neither let anyone.

None of the people present dared to speak, and even Yu Tianyou, who had been joking and complaining, shut up.

Who dares to speak now?

Not to mention their identities as judges for the time being, they are all top pianists, and any one of them is a top bigwig who tours the world and is sought after by tens of thousands of people.

Who are you sending it? You go talking? Do you have what it takes? You also deserve to be involved in the conflict between the big guys.

Yu Tianyou's cold sweat came down instantly.

The expression of the man who threw the pen changed for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything, just took a deep breath again, flicked his sleeve and turned away.

And the person who knocked on the table also didn't continue to say anything, just looked at the host on the stage and said coldly.

"What are you waiting for? Waiting for him to come back? ”

"Sorry......"

The host bowed and apologized on the stage, got up and picked up the teleprompter and spoke to the crowd.

"The next contestant, Łukasz Piotr Byrdy, from Poland, page 37, is ......"

Fu Tiao thought about it, raised his head and looked around, and while no one was paying attention, he reached out and picked up the booklet on the judges' table and threw it to Yu Tianyou.

Yu Tianyou was stupid, he took the booklet in his hand: "Wait? You? ”

"This is the roster of players, and all the players today will be recorded on it, and their work will be recorded on it."

"I know this is the roster, but I don't ...... it."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You're stealing!"

"Whose hands is this booklet?"

"I ......"

"What does that have to do with me?"

“?”

Yu Tianyou's mind was full of question marks, but the manual was in hand, and there was no other way.

Moreover, after listening to Fu Tuo's words, he did feel a little curious.

Yu Tianyou opened the booklet in his hand, and before he could make any moves, Fu Diao helped him turn directly to the front.

There, sure enough, I found my name.

I don't know who the judge was, but the man actually circled his name with a black pen of about 1mm, especially his first work, Chopin's Piano Ballade No. 3, and his last piece, Chopin's Nocturne op27-1.

If it was just circled, he seemed to have written some handwriting on it, a lot of messy characters put together, and Fu Tiao couldn't understand what he wrote no matter how he looked at it.

Probably German? Or Spanish? Or, Polish?

Anyway, it's definitely not Chinese, neon, Persian, which can be seen at a glance.

Yu Tianyou looked helplessly at Fu Tiao flipping through the roster in his hand, not knowing what to say.

Fu Tiao, on the other hand, frowned and studied for a long time without finding out what kind of language this is, and it was not in his language library at all, so he could only roughly guess that this person was very interested in his slow works, or had a little idea.

Satisfied with his slow movement, or not satisfied?

I didn't have a clue at all, I could only see the excitement in the handwriting, and nothing else.

Now that the stage is about to start playing, it's not easy to take out your phone and find a translator.

All in all, though, there's definitely something wrong with the slow movement.

So...... What's the problem? Can people have a different attitude towards their fast and slow movements?

Fu Tiaomo rubbed his chin, couldn't help frowning, and fell into deep thought.

Why did he have an idea for his slow movement? Could it be because my own work is played very slowly? Or is it the emotion?

Or is there a clear contrast between the slow movement and other fast movements that are not circled?

Where is the contrast?

Fu Tune knew absolutely nothing.

In fact, it is very simple, Fu Tuo now has no idea what Chopin's feeling is.

Fu is not so proficient in Chopin's playing, or classical music.

If you use martial arts as a metaphor, it is actually very clear.

Fu Diao is now the kind of martial arts flow, breaking ten thousand laws with one force, and breaking the sky directly with one punch, I will care about you three seven twenty-one.

All the technique, technique, and musicality I can achieve and accomplish.

Not to mention being the best in the world, at least they are the world's best performers.

However, the current competition is not simply a competition of external forces, but a competition of internal forces.

The Chopin International Piano Competition is actually a little simpler, this kind of competition only requires you to play Chopin's feeling, to be able to interpret Chopin's feeling to the fullest, and preferably to have a little bit of your own ideas.

The feeling of this composer is that it is the internal force, that is, the exercises, and if you have to go the right way, then even if you only have six points of external force, you can also exert eight points of strength.

In this kind of competition, Fu Tiao used ten external forces to show eight points of strength.

So other comprehensive competitions, is it relatively simple and more suitable for Fu Tune?

Not really.

Other general competitions, such as the Van Cliburn International Piano Competition, which is as famous as the Chopin International Piano Competition.

Although this competition is not as commercial and well-known as the Chopin International Piano Competition, the strength of the players in it is definitely not bad.

This competition was created in honor of the beautiful pianist Van Cliburn, and in this competition you will need to play a special variety of works, you will need to be able to master a wide variety of pianist works, and you will also need to be able to cope with a wide variety of genres.

The organizing committee gives you only a week to solve a piece of work, and after a week, you can directly play a brand new piece.

Not only do you need to play the whole piece at the original tempo, but you also need to play the feeling of the composer of the piece.

The internal force required is even more chaotic, and even said that you must be able to absorb the strengths of a hundred schools.

Fu Tune can force some works through his own technique, but after all, there is no way to compete with those who have learned and understood the composer's own style.

It's too much of a loss!

And to put it mildly, modern piano education has been developed for almost hundreds of years, and the evolution of education methods is completely different from that of more than 100 years ago.

If Fu Diao wants to win the Chopin International Piano Competition at his current level, it is basically equivalent to a fool's dream.

It's even very difficult if you want to get to the second round and the third round.

At that time, it will not be a 60-point player who will play an 80-point piece, but an 80-point player who will play a 90-point piece!

Even if you can crush the past with all kinds of strength, what's the use?

Eighty points out of 100 points, no matter how you calculate it, cannot be higher than 90 points.

It's just a pity that Fu Diao still doesn't know this at all.

A field that you can't think of, no matter how hard you struggle, nothing will come out.

He just felt as if he was missing something, and he didn't know what was missing.

This state made Fu Diao extremely uncomfortable.

Fu Tune pondered and sat back in his place.

What is that thing missing?

Yu Tianyou saw Fu Diao sitting back, he breathed a sigh of relief, and rummaged through his favorite players.

The contestants on the stage finished playing, and the host took the stage again.

"The next contestant is from Toei, Aimi, Kobayashi, please turn to page 38, the track is ......"

Fu Tiao slowly raised his head, and he heard a familiar name.

The one Yu Tianyou said before, Dongying Piano Princess, little Amy?