The applause and roars from the stage almost shattered the entire concert hall.

The person in charge who had been standing on the side had no idea that such a scene would be recreated in this concert hall.

It had been a long time since the last time it was just halftime, and the crowd all stood up and cheered him almost forgot what time it was.

Unexpectedly, this venue of more than 1,000 people now actually released a sound that can only be found in a venue of almost two or three thousand people.

Everyone was on their feet, clapping vigorously and cheering loudly.

This first-half concert is truly amazing, and the four Chopin ballades interpreted by Fu Tune can be regarded as exemplary among the narrative songs.

Whether it is the overall completion or the musical performance, it can be called a top-notch scene.

This auditory feast stimulates their hearts and minds are a little unbearable.

Therefore, even if it is only halftime, they are willing to give Fu Tune enough applause and thank Fu Tune for his performance in the first half.

Fu Tiao also bowed slightly to everyone, thanking them for their encouragement and appreciation.

It's just that......

This encouragement and appreciation lasted a little longer, and Fu Tiao stood on the stage and bowed five or six times in a row, and the applause did not stop.

He could only look at everyone helplessly, sighed, raised his hand slightly to everyone, made a gesture of drinking water, waved his hand, and ran quickly towards the stage.

The applause behind him continued, even though he had stepped down, he was still roaring there.

Listening to all this, Fu Tiao really didn't know if he should return to the scene early to thank him again, or if he didn't care about anything, just stay here and rest.

At this time, the person in charge of the concert hall had already run to the backstage in advance, asked the other staff to pick up towels and water glasses, and handed them directly to Fu Tuo after Fu Tuo came in.

"Fu, drink water, drink water!"

He handed the glass over with a little gratitude.

Fu Tiao reached out to unbutton his neckline and relaxed his neck a little, then took the water glass, drank it all, and smiled gratefully at him.

"Thank you."

"No thanks, this is what we should do!" The person in charge immediately responded with a smile.

The concert was not as easy as everyone thought, and the pianist on the stage sat there without thinking about anything, and could sit and get money with his fingers moving around in that place.

Players think a lot more on stage than a normal person thinks.

For example, in many god-level scenes that can be played by chance, some people may think that the performer is pure luck to be able to play such a scene, but before trying luck, the player must be able to reach the top level and perfect scene before he has the opportunity to play the god-level scene.

They will have their own thoughts and sophistication about each note they fall, thinking about whether they need to increase the strength in this place, or remove a little bit of strength to bring a different interpretation.

For the performance of these top pianists, you may not be able to overstate how to do reading comprehension.

Because it's quite possible, even if you think about reading comprehension, you probably don't think as much as a pianist thinks on stage.

In addition to constant thinking, the same is true of the movement of the body.

When they run their fingers on the keyboard, they don't just move their fingers, there are many, many body coordinations that move the muscles of the whole body, not just running their fingers.

All of this adds up, and even if the amount of exercise may not be as much as that of those who work out, it's not easy.

After playing this first half, Fu Tiao even felt a little tired, and his head even wanted to be empty.

The heating in the house is so good that if you don't have the heating at all, but outside the house, you can even feel the smoke coming out.

The person in charge looked at Fu Diao and seemed a little tired, and before Fu Tiao could speak, he immediately asked.

"Fu, do you need my help to get you some chocolates, or bananas or something?"

"Uh...... Chocolate will do. ”

"Okay, Ann, you go backstage and get some chocolates for Fu!"

The person in charge immediately waved his hand, and asked a staff member who was doing nothing behind him to run to fetch some items to replenish Fu Fu's strength, and then sat down with Fu Tiao.

Fu Tuo, who was obviously just a little tired, was messed up by the person in charge, and even felt that he should lie down directly now, fall to the ground, and it was better to have a bed to sleep and rest?

Is this the French way of service?

There was no such service in other places before.

Fu Tiao reached out and took the chocolate box handed over by the staff, took a random one from it, and put it on the coffee table next to the chair, looked at the person in charge, and couldn't help muttering in his heart for a while, and then asked.

"You...... Anything else? ”

"No, no, no, it's nothing, I'm just a little excited that our concert hall can release such vitality again."

The person in charge immediately grinned, then waved his hand vigorously, and then suddenly felt that he might be a little too excited to speak, and immediately took two steps back and apologized.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Fu, I'm a little too excited, I forgot that it's just halftime, and there is a half to play behind, you can rest first, if there is anything, just call me again."

With that, he bowed slightly to Fu Tiao, and walked towards the back with a slightly happy footsteps.

Today's first half really excites him.

There is even an illusion of its own concert hall flourishing.

Fu Diao looked at him helplessly in the background, picking up a chocolate and stuffing it into his mouth.

Chocolate, which looks very hard from the outside, slowly slides into your mouth like chocolate sauce the moment you eat it.

And this chocolate sauce is not very sweet and greasy, but there is a hint of sweetness on the tip of the tongue, and more is the sweet smell of chocolate that emanates from the mouth.

The taste is far beyond Fu Tuo's imagination.

His eyes lit up, and he took another one with a little surprise.

This concert hall ......

Their chocolates are really well prepared.

……

Just when Fu Tiao was resting backstage, the audience under the stage also got up at this time to move their muscles and bones a little.

I have just been listening to Fu's performance in the concert hall, listening to them all over the body is hot, comfortable and can't help themselves, this time to come out just to take a good rest, not to sit too tired.

The crowd quickly walked out of the concert hall and returned to the communication area on the periphery of the concert hall, where they began to talk in whispers.

The place where Fu Diao's solo album is sold on the periphery is surrounded by everyone.

The records that Fu Tune had won the Chopin International Piano Competition were arranged in a row, and no one moved.

As a result, now, everyone is gathered there to buy it.

They were even more excited when they heard that it included Chopin's Ballade No. 1 for piano that Fu Tune had played in this concert.

It's not just Fu Tune's records that are snapped up by everyone, but even Fu Tune's house catalogue has a group of people who buy it in that place.

This concert hall distributes a house book, but the room book is relatively thin, only two or three pages, which contains a repertoire about the works to be performed in this concert, as well as a basic introduction to the repertoire, and nothing more.

And next to the house book, they put a thick book, on which in addition to the performance information about Fu Tune, there are many other people's music reviews of Fu Tune, as well as personal information about Fu Tune.

Normally, not many people buy these house magazines, after all, many people who come to listen to Fu Tune's concerts already have a trace of pain after buying Fu Tune's tickets, and it is already very good to be able to listen to Fu Tune's concert.

Do you still spend money on Fu Diao's peripherals and house books?

It's not so messy to have money!

But now that they heard the four Chopin ballades that Fu had just played, they couldn't help it.

Even if they already have a very deep understanding of Fu Diao and know the evaluation of Fu Diao in many people's mouths, they still want to buy a copy of the house catalogue and collect it.

Not for the sake of seeing, just for the sake of collecting.

After all, Fu Tune's performance just now was really too shocking.

This is simply a top-notch scene!

It's just irritating to their bones.

Now that is, the next few concerts of Fu Tune have not yet been opened for ticket sales, otherwise they will have to hear Fu Tune's concert even if they pay for the ticket and increase the high price.

Especially when it is said that the scene of Fu Tune has not overturned until now.

Everyone gathered over there very excitedly, and the surrounding Gaotai drinking area seemed a little lonely, with only a few hundred people chatting there.

After Hiromi Ishihara and the staff in charge of the liquor bought a large bottle of white wine, she walked to a high platform with two goblets, poured two glasses for herself, and drank tons and tons over there, no matter what the wine was, and then wiped her mouth with great heroism, and haggled hard for a lifetime.

"Hah...... Refreshing! It's so cool! Sure enough, it was still a white wine with a show, and it would be even more refreshing if there was a beer! ”

"Hiromi, good evening."

While Ishihara was drinking, a slightly funny old voice sounded, and Ishihara turned her head to see that Kapustin was standing behind her and looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Can I have a drink?"

"Ah, of course ......"

Hiromi Ishihara and Kapustin are not particularly familiar with each other, the two are more of a nodding friend, as well as knowing each other, and can take photos and chat when they meet.

It's not to the point where we can eat, chat and drink together when we have nothing to do.

Hiromi Ishihara obviously didn't expect Kapustin to come to this place to chat with her, so she couldn't help but hand over another wine glass full of white wine in her hand, and asked hesitantly.

"Mr. Kapustin, what are you ...... Also over here? ”

"Can you come, can't I?"

Kapustin smiled for a lifetime, took a sip of the white wine handed over by Hiromi Ishihara, looked at her expression, and immediately waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, we haven't met a few times before, and you're not my student or fan or something, what are you doing so nervously." ”

"No, I'm just curious, but forget it......"

Hiromi Ishihara shook her head, and after pouring herself full, she took another big sip, and after a comfortable sigh, she let go slightly, and looked at Kapustin with a hint of flushing and smiled.

"Mr. Kapustin, how's it going? The Fu tune performance I listened to tonight didn't come in vain, right? ”

"Of course not, tonight's performance of Fu Tune perfectly matches my imagination of Chopin, elegant, pure, with his own personal characteristics, tonight's performance is really ......"

Kapustin also took a sip of the white wine in his glass, then picked up the overhead light and couldn't help but snort.

"Tonight's show is very good, but your white wine is a little bad, obviously in Paris, France, the white wine in this place should be the best, and it is still in the concert hall, and the white wine served is this?"

"No way, the best white wines are sent to wineries and restaurants, and you can only get this here, and this bottle is still the most expensive."

Hiromi Ishihara shook her head and continued to drink disappreciably: "This is also the best white wine on the market, if you really want to drink something better, then I will ask you to go to my friend's side, I have several friends here in Paris, and he has a special wine cabinet there." ”

"Haha, then there's no need, after all, it's still a bit boring to specialize in wine tasting, and you have to play well to have the interest in drinking."

Kapustin smiled lightly and continued to drink Hiromi Ishihara's white wine, then said slowly.

"Sometimes I really feel that letting Fu play jazz is not a bit of a cover for his talent."

"No, I don't think he's playing music, whether it's classical or jazz, it's fun."

"His classical is not just interesting, as we just heard today, we don't discuss the works of other composers played by Fu Tune, but only discuss Chopin played by Fu Tune, he is definitely the most powerful pianist among the first-line pianists, and he may be one god-level scene away from the top stream, and the god-level scene, that is, it is impossible to find."

Kapustin was slightly hesitant when he spoke of this place.

"It's always strange that a classical pianist who can play at the top of his life wants to think about jazz."

"But Fu He's jazz talent is not inferior to classical, you may not have heard the cooperation between me and Fu He in the jazz bar at that time, that feeling is really amazing."

When Hiromi Ishihara said this place, the corners of her eyes were smiling, and even thinking about it, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue and slowly lick her slightly dry lips, and then gently rubbed the inner wall of her lips with her teeth, and her body even trembled slightly.

"At that time, his performance simply poked my heart, I couldn't believe that he could actually play such jazz, his creativity for jazz music is more about the use of musical beauty, although many places are a little old-fashioned, but these old-fashioned have become one of his personal characteristics.

In particular, his bold attempts at harmony and the pause in the music make the tension of the music to the maximum! You know what it feels like? Just like in Chopin's Fourth Piano Ballade today, the pause that Fu made in the middle is simply ...... It's so astringent! ”

As she spoke, her legs rubbing against each other flushed.

"I really like his music."

"You're right, but ...... Can you be normal? Kapustin looked at Hiromi Ishihara a slightly speechlessly, and said helplessly: "I know he played very well at the time, and I was there, but is your reaction too exaggerated?" He played music, not an aphrodisiac......"

"For me, he's playing more useful than those things."

Hiromi Ishihara seemed to release her true nature, and said directly: "Don't you think he plays very well?" Whether it's his jazz or his classical. ”

"Yes, you're right......"

Kapustin rubbed his head and looked around with the white wine in his hand.

The crowd around him was still resting, and in the distance there was a group of people gathered in the distance, and among those people was a few people he knew.

The crowd from the Conservatoire Supérieure de Paris was standing there and talking, and it seemed that the breath was not particularly smooth, and the air pressure of a group of people had become extremely turbid.

It seems that because of Fu Tune's super-level play, it has a great impact on them.

There is not only the feeling of being amazed by the level of Fu Diao, but also the discomfort of Fu Diao's imminent joining the German-Austrian school.

For a while, they didn't seem to know what kind of way to face Fu Diao.

Kapustin thoughtfully drank the white wine from his glass, returned the glass to Hiromi Ishihara, and then smiled.

"Thank you for the white wine."

"It's okay, you have to drink a little more when you hear this kind of music, otherwise you won't have enough fun!"

Hiromi Ishihara laughed as she poured the last bit of white wine into her glass, then drank it all the same, burping in a refreshed manner.

While......

The sound of the concert hall prompt sounded, and everyone began to gather towards the concert hall, and Hiromi Ishihara waved his hand at Kapustin with a slight drunkenness, and said with a smile.

"So...... I'll go in first, and when the concert is over, let's find a place to have a drink? Mr. Kapustin? ”

"Okay, I'll talk about it when the concert is over."

Kapustin smiled as Hiromi Ishihara entered the concert hall, straightened his clothes, and stepped into it as well.

Within a few minutes, everyone was already seated, waiting for Fu to play.

There was silence in the house, and after the staff closed the door of the house, the lights gradually dimmed and the lights on the stage came back on.

Under everyone's gaze, the sliding door on the side of the stage was opened, and a familiar figure stepped out of it.

Wow!

Applause rang out.

Under the countless applause, Fu Tiao smiled and bowed slightly to the crowd, turned to sit in front of the piano, and raised his fingers.

The applause went out, and the room was silent, and everyone could only hear their own breathing.

Under this silence, Fu Tune's fingers slowly fell, and the first note of the second half was sounded.

(End of chapter)