The applause kept rang out, and everyone was applauding Fu Diao, praising Fu Diao's almost perfect performance in this concert.

Whether it is the complete collection of Chopin's preludes at the beginning or Chopin's twelve piano etudes at the beginning, almost every piece of work has almost reached everyone's imagination of Chopin's works.

Everything you can imagine, what should be done on Chopin, Fu Tuo has done everything, and some things you have not imagined, Fu Tuo has also done all of them, and they have done it more perfectly than you imagined.

This kind of concert that satisfies everyone is almost never seen to the extreme.

Even many people who originally wanted to come and listen to Fu tune play jazz can't help but be satisfied when they come to listen to Fu tune's classical music, and even some people think that it doesn't matter if they don't listen to jazz music, and it is already very good to be able to hear Fu tune playing classical.

In this case, the atmosphere in the entire concert hall reached a climax directly, and everyone stood up, clapped vigorously, shouted, and cheered for Fu Tune.

The sound in this small concert hall is even greater than that of the larger concert halls.

Some of the students hiding in the shadowy corners were also shouting.

They had listened to many rehearsals and performances of Fu Tune, and they knew better than anyone how terrifying Fu Tune was in the details of the music.

Many of them don't feel the wrong place at all, and he will carefully adjust the tune dozens of times until the music becomes more harmonious.

It may be the difference between 99.99% and 100%, and most people can't hear where the 0.01% gap is, but Fu will work hard for this 0.01% perfection.

And this 0.01% correction is not beyond everyone's imagination, incomparably harmonious, incomparably perfect, and so beautiful that it makes people feel intoxicated.

This kind of performance is a level that they may not be able to play in their lifetime, and just by looking at it, they can feel the heartbreaking gap between themselves and Fu Tune.

Coupled with their previous efforts, this made them look at Fu Diao, and there was only the last longing and worship left in their hearts.

and a few exhortations.

"This is Fu Tune!"

"Xiao Sai champion, worthy of the name!"

"Sure enough, only such a performance can be worthy of the title of Xiao Sai champion."

“……”

The applause from the audience was extremely enthusiastic, as was the whispering of the surrounding people, who were also excited to share their emotions with others around them, in addition to shouting "bravo" incessantly.

Andre looked at Luca, who was a little stupid on the side, and clapped while leaning close to his side and yelling in a low voice.

"How! Isn't Fu's playing perfect? ”

"Huh?"

Luca was still immersed in the performance of Fu Tune and couldn't extricate himself, coupled with the extremely warm applause of the people on the side, he didn't even hear what Andre was saying in his ear for a while, and couldn't help but say blankly: "What did you say?" ”

"I say, Fu Dior's playing! Isn't it perfect! ”

This time, when Andre said Fu Tiao's name, he tried to use the spelling method of Huaguo's name, but it was not particularly refreshing, so he could only clap his hands while pointing at Fu Tiao a little helplessly, repeating: "Dior, Fu!" Tutor! ”

"Huh? Oh......"

Luca looked at Andre's gesture beside him, suddenly came to his senses, nodded vigorously, and said in the same voice while clapping: "Yes! Very beautiful! It was perfect! I love how he plays! ”

"Hahaha, I knew that even you, a person who doesn't listen to classical music, can like Fu's performance, then Fu will definitely become a top master who enjoys a huge reputation in the world! Absolute! ”

"Are you kidding? Do you think that Fu is not an international master now? ”

Fu Diao was bowing to the people around him on the stage, looking at Fu Diao, who already had some masters, Luca couldn't help laughing, hammered Andre on the side with his elbow, and said angrily: "At least on my side, he is already a master!" Absolute masters! ”

"Absolute masters?"

"That's right! On my side! After a slight pause, Luca added: "Although he may not have a deep enough background now, and his international reputation is not strong, and the title of winner of the Chopin International Piano Competition is far more famous than the publicity of his playing level, but his current level definitely has signs of a master!" Many of the masters of those days were even inferior to his present! ”

"Isn't even Argerich the same as back then?" Andrei quipped.

When Lukka heard this, he gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "I said many masters, but not all masters, what's the use of you chewing the root of your tongue with me in this place?" Get out of the way. ”

After that, he didn't bother to pay attention to Andre on the side, and looked at Fu Diao with a gaze full of expectation.

Now there are fewer and fewer top masters who can come out, and no one can say what the reason is, and many newcomers' recordings can only be said to be excellent, but there is no way to convince the public.

The albums that everyone listens to the most every year are basically all the albums of the old masters, and the albums of those ordinary musicians are selling less and less, so that more and more music industry practitioners can only teach.

It's not that their level is weak, compared to the past, their level has definitely grown!

It's just that because the albums you listen to are all albums played by the top masters, and the albums are the most perfect ones in comparison, if you don't play as well as those masters, it's easy to fall into a state where no one cares.

And how many people can have the level of a master?

Those who rank first in the art performance department of the conservatory every year may not be able to survive professionally, let alone sell records, and the concerts are held at a loss, and everyone can basically rely on classes to survive.

It is extremely difficult for the new generation of pianists to grow up, and the hottest record seller at present is Lang Liangyue.

In this case, the potential and strength shown by Fu Tuo have been proven a lot, and there is no need for Lucado to say it, and those with a little ear can hear how small the gap between Fu Tuo and those top masters is.

If you have a poor sensitivity to music, you may not even hear any difference.

And this is the main reason why Luca is now looking forward to Fu Tune.

Fu Diao's strength is strong enough!

At least on Chopin, it is enough to break the blockade of those top bigwigs.

"It is worthy of Fu Tune, worthy of being the champion of the Chopin International Piano Competition! I'm really looking forward to what kind of jazz he can do now! ”

Lukka clapped and spoke to Andre next to him.

The same was true of Andre, who applauded just as hard, looked at the stage expectantly, and agreed.

"Yes, classical music can be played like this, so what can jazz, which has been touted by the outside, be played?"

“……”

Not only these two people, but almost everyone in the entire concert hall was discussing this matter.

In addition to his classical concert performances, his jazz encore is also a part of the anticipation of many audiences.

And what kind of encore Fu Tune may show, everyone is still speculating.

At this moment, at the back of the stage.

After Fu Tiao's four consecutive return curtain calls, he sat on the chair behind the stage a little tiredly, unbuttoning his neckline a little, and the whole was slightly sloppy.

According to the usual practice, after so many curtain calls, it's time to come on stage for an encore.

I don't know when a group of students gathered on the side, they surrounded Fu Tuo, looked at Fu Tuo cautiously and with a hint of curiosity, pushed each other, but no one came out.

Fu Tiao seemed to notice the small movements of their group, raised his head to look at them, and when he saw them like this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and nodded at them slightly.

"What's the matter? Don't worry, I don't eat people. ”

There was immediately a friendly laugh from the crowd of students, followed by a push, and a man with an obvious Asian face was pushed out of the crowd, stood in front of Fu Tiao, scratched his head in embarrassment, and spoke embarrassedly in the Chinese dialect of Taiwan.

"That, Teacher Fu Diao, hello, I am a KCB student from Taiwan Island, Liu Chenyu, can I ask you a question?"

"Hello......" Fu Tiao saw the students from Taiwan Island for the first time, and for some reason suddenly remembered a stalk, suddenly laughed, and said to him easily: "You talk like this so locomotive." ”

"What the hell! What kind of locomotive I talk to! Liu Chenyu immediately retorted without any hesitation, and then looked at Fu Diao's joking expression, and immediately understood something, and said helplessly: "Teacher Fu Diao, the locomotive is a dirty word on our side, we rarely say this now." ”

"Okay, okay."

Fu Tiao was joking with him, and immediately waved his hand and said, "I know, I won't say it next time, do you have anything to do?" ”

"It's nothing...... Liu Chenyu glanced at the group of people behind him, scratched his head a little embarrassed again, and whispered: "That's it...... I would like to ask Mr. Fu Tune, that is, do you have any jazz scores that you have adapted? It's the jazz sheet music you play on encore? We'd love to look into it. ”

"Research? Don't you have my recordings? Fu was puzzled: "I remember that I seem to have sent out the recording?" ”

"No, we didn't find the corresponding recording on the YouTube pipe, and we didn't even find it!" He said very seriously: "So if you can, we hope you can give us a little bit of music to study, if not, let's record it, but it all depends on what you think, teacher, if you really don't agree, then forget it." ”

"Forehead ......"

Fu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but raise his head and think about it roughly, thinking about what he did when he recorded before.

He remembered that he seemed to say that he was going to throw a copy of this recording on YouTube? Could it be that I forgot about it at the time? Or did he not lose it at all?

Fu Tiao thought about it, and after saying sorry, he immediately picked up his mobile phone and quickly flipped through it, and found that he really didn't throw the previous documents on the YouTube pipe.

His account was not registered, and the file he threw was warned before it was successfully uploaded, saying something about copyright restrictions or something.

Looking at all this, Fu Diao was a little helpless to change the random garbled name initialized by his system to his own name, and then applied for a certification for the time being, and then looked at Liu Chenyu, who was looking at him expectantly, and said to him.

"Okay, my bad, I didn't notice that my account on YouTube was not successfully applied, and all the things I uploaded failed, I'm sorry, you can go to YouTube to see the jazz I played later, and go and pick up the score yourself, as for the jazz score, I'm very sorry, I didn't ......"

"No?" Liu Chenyu was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, but before he could speak, Fu Diao had already explained.

"No way, all my performances are basically improvisational, very few of them have scores, and the recordings I uploaded before were also played by re-listening to the works I played before and recalling them, which is also no score."

"......"

Liu Chenyu didn't expect this answer, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only translate it to the others behind him first, and then the others behind him were all shocked, and they all gasped.

"Jazz without sheet music?"

"Although a lot of jazz is improvised, I don't want to improvise at all, which ......"

"Wouldn't you even write the most basic chord scores? None of the scores? ”

"Maybe it's just a rough idea?"

"Wow, that's amazing!"

“……”

Everyone's reactions were different, they were all talking in French, Fu Tiao couldn't understand it, but I felt that they seemed to be very shocked and questioned, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and asked in English to everyone.

"What's wrong? You don't need sheet music to play jazz now, do you? ”

“……？”

As soon as the words came out, the audience was silent, and even some teachers who had just rushed over to see why Fu Tiao was not on stage couldn't help but be silent.

Just kidding, even if it's a jazz improvisation, you always have a rough score over there, and you know what you want to play, such as a chord, and what you want to play is in this chord.

If it's pure improvisation, it's easy to get off track and you don't know where to go, but giving the score will help you limit your thoughts and keep you from going off topic.

It's the same even if Fu plays that kind of jazz adaptation.

Don't look at this kind of adaptation of jazz seems to be very simple, just play according to the original theme, and don't care about anything else, it seems to have a framework in itself.

In reality, this is not the case.

This adaptation of jazz mainly contains the original main theme of Yuesi, and there is almost nothing else in common, even the use of chords is only plausible.

This kind of adaptation, compared to other improvisations, should be written on paper and then performed, rather than thinking of a melody and playing it directly.

Looking at Fu Diao's feeling that he seemed to be pretending to be forced, but you were powerless to refute, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Is this Fu tune? That's awesome, isn't it?

Fu Diao looked at everyone blankly, completely unaware of the reason for their sighs.

But seeing them like this, Fu Diao thought of a way and said to them.

"I don't have a sheet music for you, but I can give you a chance, you can go back to the concert hall first."

After that, Fu adjusted up, tidied up his clothes, re-tied the neckline that was originally loose, and smiled at everyone: "Hurry up, I'll be on stage later." ”

"Okay!"

When everyone saw Fu Tune like this, they immediately dispersed in a hurry and quickly returned to the concert hall.

The teacher who had just come over and was about to ask Fu Diao if he had any plans to continue Encore looked at Fu Diao like this, and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders helplessly and turned to leave.

That's fine, no more questions from him.

As all the people in the backstage of the concert hall dispersed, and the applause outside the room became more and more neat, and the sound became louder and louder, Fu Tiao nodded to the staff standing by the door, and the man immediately opened the closed door.

Wow!

The cheers of the crowd poured like a tide backstage, and Fu Tiao strolled through the concert hall in unison, smiling and walking to the center of the stage.

The sound in the concert hall gradually subsided, and everyone looked at Fu Tune expectantly, waiting for Fu Tune's encore.

After all, if it was a curtain call, Fu Tiao should have bowed directly at this time, standing on the stage for so long without bowing, then there must be some new movement.

The concert hall was extremely quiet, Fu Tiao looked around, and found that the dark shadows in the surrounding corridors had gradually stopped, and he couldn't help but smile lightly and said to everyone.

"You ...... What do you like? Piano's. ”

There was a commotion under the stage, and everyone didn't expect that one of the things that Fu Diao came out of was to ask what kind of works they liked, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to each other for a while, not understanding Fu Diao's thoughts.

Luca sat there and looked at the people around him, without any hesitation, he got up and asked, "Is anything okay?" ”

"It's best to be Chopin's, any of Chopin's works will do." Fu Tiao added: "If it's another work, I'm afraid you'll have to hum a few words to me first." ”

"Well, what about that? I'm more cheesy, I like Chopin's nocturnes, op9, no2. ”

"Well, Chopin Nocturne 9-2, I wrote it down, anything else?"

Immediately someone shouted from behind: "Liszt's clock!" Can you have one of these? Dangdang, dangdang! That's the bell! ”

"Bell?" Fu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded slowly: "Okay, are there anything else?" ”

"Is moonshine OK? Debussy's moonshine? Nation...... Bang ......"

"Hmmm......"

Listening to everyone's request, Fu nodded his head, returned to his seat, put his hand on the piano, ran a few jazz scales casually, looked at everyone, and said with a smile.

"Okay, I see, Chopin's nocturne, Liszt's clock, Debussy's moonlight, these three today, I probably know what kind of music it is, and I want to remind you of one thing......

He looked at everyone, stretched out his finger and pointed to everyone's package: "It's different from before, this encore can be recorded and videotaped, but I hope you can record it better, the audio and video will be generous, take it out openly, don't steal it or anything, so that the effect you send out is not good, the shooting is incomplete, it is not good for you and me, as for how to shoot ......"

"Don't you have cell phones?"

I don't pull water anymore, and I start to have solids, but I still run the toilet more than a dozen times a day.

Then now I drink two bowls of porridge a day, add a little salt to the white rice porridge, slowly nourish the stomach, and the body feels like it is beginning to recover, I hope it will get better soon, my chrysanthemum hurts so much.

(End of chapter)