The applause was thunderous, and even Fu Diao did not stop the applause after two or three consecutive curtain calls, and everyone was shouting at Fu Diao vigorously, releasing the excitement in their hearts.

Zhao Chengzhen's performance was really powerful before, and even in the history of the Chopin International Piano Competition, it was a particularly powerful batch, but when they saw Fu Tune's performance, Zhao Chengzhen's performance before was not worth mentioning at all.

They don't even have much to pay attention to the next player's performance, but they can't wait to go home and turn on the TV to see if there is a recording of today's Chopin International Piano Competition.

They even complained a little about why the Organizing Committee of the Chopin International Piano Competition didn't release an album for them, if there was an album that could be released outside the concert hall now, they would definitely give up the performance of the next contestant and go directly to the outside of the concert hall to buy the album first.

They were completely unable to contain their excitement and were already looking forward to the final stage of the Chopin International Piano Competition in a few days.

Now that the third round has been compared like this, what about the fourth round, which is the final?

Fu Diao and Zhao Chengzhen can show all the audience what kind of perfect works?

Yu Tianyou stood in his place, his face full of excitement, and his arm clenched into a fist and pulled down violently.

"Good!"

He just didn't have the ability to enter the third round of the competition, he wasn't deaf, he could hear the gap between Fu Diao and Zhao Chengzhen very clearly.

If there is no accident, Fu Diao will directly kill Zhao Chengzhen in this round of competition!

After all, he couldn't remember what Zhao Chengzhen was playing before, and only Fu Tune's music remained in his mind.

He firmly believes that he is not alone, but one of the many cases in the crowd of people in the concert hall.

He applauded vigorously with the crowd and thanked Fu for his performance.

In addition to him, there are many others who are like this.

Pavel and Olga on Polish television in the distance were also clapping.

No, or rather, the whole studio was clapping, everyone was applauding the performance that preceded Fu Tune.

Pavel looked at Fu Tune with great satisfaction, and when the applause of the crowd gradually stopped, he smiled and said to everyone with the applause in the concert hall on the broadcast radio.

"I believe that you don't need to say it, you can also hear the strength of Fu Ta's performance, right?"

The others looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Olga was the same, she looked at Fu Diao, her palm patted gently, and her expression was a little helpless for a while.

"Fu, he is very powerful, just Dior his performance, his musical ingenuity, his musical expression, I feel that I am not as good as him! I'm really inferior to him! It's not a very simple compliment or flattery, but in a real sense, I feel like I'm not as good as Dior, and I really want to go and talk to him after the game. ”

"Talk a few words" Pavel was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Indeed, Olga, you should indeed have a few words with Fu, after all, the level he shows now is stronger than yours, and I feel that he is more suitable to sit in this position than you." ”

Olga spread her hands helplessly: "Professor Pavel, although I know that I am weak, please don't say it so bluntly, it will hurt me like this." ”

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything about you, you can work hard yourself, and strive to win Fu Diao next time, hahahaha, a contestant is even more powerful than the judges."

Pavel waved his hand at Olga, who was angry and helpless.

The stage of this Polish television station is not the same as that of the national radio station, which is particularly serious, in fact, everyone is more of a small talk without a script, and the main thing is the guidance and improvisation of the host.

So they don't look at the camera with a serious expression in a suit, reading the manuscript bit by bit.

It's a bit like a tea party, where everyone sits together, laughs and talks about the game.

It was a semi-entertaining live broadcast in itself, so everyone's mood was relatively relaxed, and they wouldn't laugh at Pavel because of Pavel's belittling.

And one more ......

Olga is indeed inferior to Fu Tune, and there is no problem with what Pavel said.

She herself is a lecturer at the Chopin University of Music in Poland, just an ordinary doctor, or a doctor who has just been invited to come.

The main reason for inviting Olga, in addition to the fact that she herself is a doctor, is more important because she is a woman, young and has the charm of music in it, which is a very powerful vase.

There is no problem with Fu Tune's performance being better than that of an ordinary doctor, after all, she is only in her twenties now, less than thirty, and she really has the strength to participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition.

In fact, she did participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition, and also entered the qualifiers, the first round of the main competition, and then was eliminated.

On her resume, she also wrote that she had won the quarterfinals of the Chopin International Piano Competition.

She felt that Fu was very powerful before, but she was still within the range of catching up, but now she ...... She didn't even have the idea of catching up, Fu Tune's performance was really too outrageous, so outrageous that she didn't know how she should evaluate Fu Tune's performance, let alone what she should say now.

Say that Fu tune is powerful? Awesome? Invincibility? Well played?

These words are just a polite word for them now, who doesn't know that Fu Tune played well today, played well, these are all words that can be said without thinking about it, she is simply embarrassing the face of the doctor in the Chopin University of Music in Warsaw, how can a doctor speak so badly?

However, if she is really asked to say which part of the Fu tune is played particularly well, and to carry out the specific analysis, she feels that it is more difficult, because if she directly expands the analysis, she may not be able to finish a few sentences, and she even wants to pull out a topic and analyze the Fu tune of a class for some of the students she brings.

Now it's just a simple interview, and she really can't tell where Fu tunes are played well for a while.

Pavel seemed to see her difficulty, and immediately smiled, took the conversation, and spoke into the camera.

"Okay, now that Fu has finished playing, I'm just going to tell you about the things I heard in Fu's music, right? After all, Fu is still on the curtain call, it may take a while, listening to this applause, there may be a few minutes before the next contestant comes on stage, Olga and I have been wanting to talk about it when Fu is playing, but I have never had the opportunity to say it, and now I just want to talk to you about Fu. ”

Olga immediately nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, that's it." ”

Pavel: "First of all, we need to know, what we need to see to evaluate whether a piece is played well or not, the first point is whether he has done all the details of the music in place, what is interesting about his handling of details, we can hear the details of Fu's performance, almost the most powerful one among the three performers who appeared today, many of his details can be expressed perfectly, but the most surprising thing for me is the details of the connection of his third and fourth works! ”

"We can hear very clearly that when Fu played these two works, he obviously used a little bit of harmonic relationship to connect the harmonic direction between the two, and at the same time reduce the connection between the two works as much as possible, so that the emotional transformation of the music becomes smoother, which is very interesting, you must know that when many of us analyze Chopin's work, we are largely completely separate to analyze and understand, so when we hear the beginning of Chopin's heroic polonaise, It's going to feel very strange. ”

"But! What if we could listen to two pieces together? But there is not the slightest sign of disharmony in it! This is the magic of Fu Ta's music! ”

Pavel stretched out his hand and tapped in the air, his expression very serious.

"Some people may say that they have not heard anyone else play these two works together before, and the two works do not seem to have been composed one after the other, and the time between the two seems to be ......a long time apart."

"But I really want to say that this is Fu's power! Without changing the original meaning of the work, Fu gave more meaning to Chopin's heroic polonaise, and at the same time made the heroic polonaise more auditory! Compared to other normal interpretations, I really like Fu Tune's slightly bold change in this piece, perhaps this can bring a breath of fresh blood to the already somewhat obsolete Chopin International Piano Competition, which is exactly what we need! ”

"As for Fu's first two works, I don't think I have much need to say, Fu's performance in the first two works is the most complete and clearest expression of Chopin works I have ever seen in this competition, the most complete, the clearest expression, and the most emotional rendering of Chopin's works, such works are like a full score test paper, you can't find any wrong content, and even some of your own feelings are wrong, after careful analysis, you will find that the real mistake is yourself, not Fu! I don't know how many years I haven't seen it......"

"Olga, you have to continue to work hard, and strive to be able to pop up such a work as soon as possible."

Pavel looked at Olga, who was listening attentively like a schoolboy next to him, and smiled, but Olga scratched her head embarrassedly and didn't say anything.

She originally had the slightest idea of participating in the next Chopin International Piano Competition, but after hearing Pavel's explanation, she had given up completely, planning to concentrate on her studies and get a position as a lecturer in school.

She now has a feeling that she is confused at first glance, at every time she speaks, and at what she does wrong, even if Pavel says it so clearly, she feels that it is still too difficult for her to imitate.

Fu Tune's performance just now has a feeling of those masters in it, obviously it sounds like it, but it is not right to play it yourself.

Pavel seemed to see Olga's current state, and didn't say anything, just patted her on the shoulder, told her not to think too much, and went back to explain Fu Tune's performance just now.

He is no longer limited to explaining Fu Tune alone, but began to pull Zhao Chengzhen out to talk together, especially Zhao Chengzhen's previous performance in front, a lot of collisions with Fu Tune, he took it out and focused on it, telling why Fu Tune is better than Zhao Chengzhen and better than other players.

Fortunately, Zhao Chengzhen should not understand Polish, and he should not understand what these two people are saying, otherwise he may lose his demeanor angrily.

Far away in Warsaw's Villanuv district, Brodz was wearing a gray-brown plush sweater, lying on a recliner in his yard and slowly swaying, watching the group of guests comment on Fu Tune on the TV in his ears, and his face couldn't close his smile at all.

Even though the sky above him was still gray, and the sun could hardly penetrate the incomparably thick haze and fall on the ground, he could only barely bring a trace of warmth, but he kept smiling.

It was the first time he had not scolded the Polish government in such weather, but was smiling all over his face.

He never had a way to believe that on a rainy night half a year ago, standing at the door damp, with no English and no Polish at all, the little boy from Huaguo in his hand holding a homestay certificate fortress could actually transform into this.

He rubbed the ticket to the finals that he had bought in his arms, and the smile on his lips was even better.

He really bought the right ticket for this final!

He staggered and looked at the sky, his face full of leisure.

Who could have imagined that an ordinary kindness of their own could actually create a player who is enough to become the champion of the finals?

It's not just Broz, the owner of the jazz bar before was sitting at the counter wiping his glass, looking helplessly at the bartender with a radio on the floor, just about to say a few words to him, tell him to turn off the radio, don't be like an old man, make the bar so twilight.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of the group of people on the radio touting Fu Tune, and his hands couldn't help but pause, and he said loudly.

"Carl!"

"Boss?" In the distance, a man who was wiping the floor raised his hand and signaled, "What's the matter?" ”

"Turn up the radio a little bit, I can't hear clearly."

"Huh? Oh! Okay, hehe......"

Karl scratched his head with a smile, put the radio on his waist on the table closer to the boss, turned up the voice, and continued to work with a smile.

Listening to the praise of Fu Tune on the radio, the boss breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the last glass clean, turned to look at the photo wall behind him, and found the inconspicuous Fu Tune near the original Argerich photo.

Because it has not been cleaned for a long time, it seems to be stained with a sticky layer of ash.

The boss wiped it with his sleeve, and after finding that it was not clean, he immediately picked up the towel that had just wiped the glass, moistened it with water, and wiped the surface of the photo again.

"I thought you were just an ordinary player, but who would have thought that you could really become the strongest player in the third round? This fate is really ......"

He sighed, pinched out the nail that had been placed under Argerich with his hand, and poked it upward, placing it parallel to Argerich.

Looking at a drunken Argerich, a smiling Fu tune, he couldn't help but pat the dust on his hands, leaned against the counter behind him, and shook his head helplessly.

"Who would have thought that a small bar could hide two great gods? Tsk, even some of the best restaurants don't have to be as imposing as me, right? ”

With that, he turned his head to look at Carl, who was still working behind him, and spoke out again.

"Carl!"

"Yes, boss, what's the matter?" Carl had cleaned up the floor and was ready to put down the stools that had been placed on the table.

The boss turned to Karl and asked, "Do you want to go to the final of the Chopin International Piano Competition?" ”

"Huh? Final? Carl was stunned for a moment, and hesitated: "I think so, but I don't think I can necessarily understand?" ”

"It's okay, just think about it, you can go with me to listen to the game when you go back, and I'll buy you a ticket."

"Huh? Okay, thank you boss, but we were open for business that day......"

"What's the business, what is the business after the finals of the Chopin International Piano Competition, and we can't do it for one more day."

The boss waved at Carl, then pushed open the door to the counter and prepared to walk towards his office, speaking as he went.

"Remember to dress a little more formally, and if you really don't have any clothes, just tell me."

"Tsk...... The jazz musician I was looking for before actually had a chance to become a champion, and this luck was really ...... Invincible~"

“……”

At this moment, many people who had a relationship with Fu Diao before, or knew Fu Diao, suddenly became more excited after hearing the signal from the Polish TV station, and all of them were ready to buy tickets for the finals of the Chopin International Piano Competition.

After all, there is no one you know to compete, and competing with someone you know are two completely different concepts, and the idea of competition is completely different.

……

Compared with others who just bowed and simply applauded on the stage and stepped off the stage, Fu Tiao seemed to have too many cards here.

The applause of the crowd lasted for two or three minutes without stopping, until Fu Tiao felt that he could no longer stay on the stage, so he could only turn around and leave the stage.

His whole body was numb, and he didn't even know what kind of emotion he should show when he looked at Fu Diao.

On this stage, how can he get on? It's good that he can play at 50% of his normal strength, and he still expects to enter the next round? Don't even think about it.

It was not even possible to get the audience not to applaud, so they could only wait for the staff of the organizing committee to force the stage to be quiet before going on the stage.

Is there any difference if you can't get on it yourself by then? Aren't they all waiting for death?

Fu transferred away from Han's side, looked at him and nodded slightly, and said softly, "Come on." ”

The corners of Han's mouth twitched, and he wanted to complain like crazy, and even complained to Fu Tiao about how difficult the venue he had given was.

But in the end, all that came out of his mouth was a simple "thank you".

"Next Contestant, South Korea, Korea, Piano Selection ......"

The curtain of the staff on the stage has sounded, and Han stands in the backstage of the concert hall with a desperate face, feeling like he is going to prison, there is no hope in this world, and he is only a slow suicide when he goes on stage.

Fu Tiao looked at the man behind him and shrugged his shoulders helplessly, with a slight hint of sympathy.

As for the venue he gave at the end, he wouldn't dare to come if he was allowed to come, let alone the South Korean player behind him.

He shook his head slightly, turned and walked in the direction of the lounge, where there were already some people waiting for him.

(End of chapter)