"Alternatives? Whose alternatives? After hearing the news, Fu Tiao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and asked at this person.

The man spoke without hesitation.

"Pollini!"

"Pollini?"

"Yes, Pollini......"

The man's expression was obviously slightly frustrated, he scratched his head and said to Fu Diao.

"Because Pollini came to the Salzburg Festival with us to play some of Chopin's works and some of Mozart's works, but what do you say...... His playing form is really terrible! ”

"Too bad? What is the meaning? Is Pollini too bad? Are you sure? ”

Fu Tiao knew the person Pollini, and he even knew very well what this person had done.

Pollini is a man who can even be called a man as strong as Argerich.

But the difference between him and Argerich is that he is not in as good shape as Argerich.

At his age, Argerich was able to play all sorts of pieces, showing his near-invincible state, and the state was so good that people couldn't help but be shocked.

Why is there such an old man who can be in such a good state?

Why time has left almost no trace on her body.

But Pollini is a completely different story.

Pollini's performance may have surpassed Argerich's before, but now, for unknown reasons, Pollini's form is constantly getting worse and worse.

Forgetting music and playing randomly on stage are very common behaviors.

It is even a rare situation for Pollini to not roll over.

Therefore, when discussing the circumstances of many pianists in their later years, Pollini has always been considered by everyone to be one of the representatives of those pianists whose later years are unknown.

Although Pollini still plays the piano non-stop, and has always insisted on playing on his own, he wants to continue playing no matter what he turns over.

But his condition is really so bad that people can't speak.

Those viewers who continue to support him basically support him because of his past glory, not because of his current state.

In other words, it's a bit similar to the state of fare compensation.

Everyone grew up listening to Pollini's piano, and now he is not in a good state, but he still tries to keep playing for everyone, why don't you support him?

Anyway, the ticket price is not much, and it is basically the same as those first-line pianists.

It's not as good as the ticket price of Argerich and Lang Liangyue.

Support is about more than an hour's salary.

That's why everyone is very tolerant of Pollini.

And now Fu Tune was a little surprised when he heard that Pollini could not continue playing.

"Wait, are you sure it's the Pollini I know? I don't quite understand, he's not that kind of ...... Is that the kind of person who will go to the state no matter what state he is? Why did he ......"

"I said so, but ......"

The staff member in charge of informing Fu Tune was a little hesitant.

After glancing at the fact that there seemed to be no one else around, he approached Fu Diao's ear and whispered to Fu Diao.

"But I recently heard that Pollini's son's condition has worsened again, and this is the news that Pollini has given us, and if it is not handled well, then it is very likely to ...... Pollini is going to send the white-haired man to the black-haired man. ”

"Huh?"

Fu Tiao was stunned, he didn't expect to hear such exciting news.

The staff member had a slightly worried expression, shook his head at Fu Tuo, and muttered something to himself.

"It's a pity that Pollini, although his level is really very strong, but it always feels like fate is playing some joke with him, constantly tormenting him, and his state is getting worse and worse under these tortures, if he can have the same strong body as Argerich, maybe everything will not be like this......"

Speaking of this place, he sighed, looked at Fu Tune in front of him, and said to Fu Tune.

"This time Pollini is going back to see his son, so he wants to leave early, so we have no choice but to come to you, and the other musicians, to see if they have time to come and replace Pollini's playing, if you agree, then we will give you a music list, and you can play according to the music list, or, choose your own composition."

Fu Tiao couldn't help but think about it when he heard this, and after thinking for a long time, he nodded to the staff in front of him.

"I can, no problem, so what kind of piece do I need to play? Because my previous work was chamber music with other people, I didn't have a clear idea of the theme of this festival, so I ......"

"No problem, the theme of our festival this time is opera and new opera, the main ones are some vocal works, some chamber music, operas and other works, the most important thing is to find some new composers, for the work as a whole, I hope to be close to Mozart, if not, there is actually no problem, do you have any other questions here?"

"No, no."

Fu Tiao only moved a little in his heart, and instantly understood what this music festival meant.

The Salzburg Festival was called the Mozart Festival.

The overall work is definitely dominated by Mozart's work.

Everyone's choice of works is basically to choose Mozart's works, and then derive from Mozart's works, and extend them to other works, such a selection logic.

At the same time, they will also determine whether there is a musician's birthday or death date each year, for example, the 200th anniversary of the birth of so-and-so, the 180th anniversary of the death of so-and-so.

Based on these contents, we will decide what kind of work you will perform this year.

Now this time the work is about opera, and many of them will choose Mozart's operas and nothing else.

So what kind of content can you choose on the piano to fit this music festival?

Fu Tiao fell into deep thought.

However, the staff member in front of him didn't have any ideas, and he continued to speak to Fu Tiao.

"Now that you've agreed to play in Pollini's place, in twenty hours' time, at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, we'll have a meeting where all the replacements will explain and decide who will take Pollini's place at the festival."

Speaking of this, he bowed slightly to Fu Tiao, and planned to leave directly.

Fu Tiao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, woke up suddenly from his thoughts, and asked him.

"Isn't this choice of replacement carried out by one person?"

"Of course not, Your Excellency Dio Fu, because we have a director for this festival, and the departure of one actor does not directly appoint another actor to perform, so we will decide through a simple test who is the most suitable replacement for all the actors, and then let him save the scene, rather than just let one person go on stage without any preparation."

When he said about this place, he smiled at Fu Tuo: "After all, you know it, right?" The person who temporarily comes to the stage must also have his own preparations, we have to see whether the person is in a perfect enough state to replace him, and we can't just choose another strong musician to replace him on stage because of his reputation, otherwise what if this person messes up? ”

He looked at Fu Diao's expression that seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and immediately added.

"But don't worry, the first thing is to check who is in good shape, and the second is to check who is more suitable for a festival like ours, it's not a very serious inspection, it's not a particularly difficult competition, we already have a pre-selection in mind, and we also have a priority, so you don't have to worry about failing the inspection."

Speaking of this, he had already said everything he should have said, so he bowed slightly to Fu Tiao, and turned to leave.

Fu Tuo, on the other hand, was lost in thought.

Judging by his man's statement, he should still be in a very high position in everyone's ranks.

So......

What kind of works should you choose?

Fu Tiao paced slowly in this forest, looking at the fountain in the distance, and seemed to have a hint of inspiration.

……

While Fu was contemplating what kind of work he was going to play, news of Pollini's departure from the Salzburg Festival had spread all over the world.

Almost everyone knew that Pollini's son was seriously ill and might even die in a few days.

As a result, there is a lot of interest in who can replace Pollini in qualifying for this year's festival.

The substitution of music festivals is a very serious matter, and it is not a matter of me not going to go when I am sick, and then just giving a random person a chance to go on it.

Let's take a very simple example.

Lang Liangyue's fortune was made from music festivals.

He was originally an ordinary pianist with little reputation.

At that time, he was even ready to run races around the world every day to see if there were any races he could participate in to get the corresponding prize money and fame to promote himself.

But his teacher, Graffman, refused his request and asked him a question.

Do you want to be a permanent pianist, or do you want to be a temporary champion?

This kind of persuasion completely persuaded Lang Liangyue to stop and make him no longer pay attention to those top piano competitions.

And this wait also gave him a chance.

It was only after he replaced the ailing Andrew Watts at the Ravennia Festival in Chicago that he became officially famous worldwide.

Even though his reputation has been heard by many people before, everything is not as good as this music festival.

directly transformed him from an ordinary regional pianist to the world's top pianist.

Also in that year, in 1999, Lang Liangyue completely soared into the sky and never stopped his footsteps.

Therefore, the substitution of music festivals is particularly serious and grand.

No one knows if such a simple substitution can produce a top pianist of global nature.

It may be just an ordinary substitution, and nothing will happen when the substitution is finished.

It is also possible to create a second Lang Liangyue world and a second Lang Liangyue.

As a result, a lot of people are paying special attention to Pollini's form.

Part of it was the hope that Pollini's son would recover and that no one else would take his place.

They came to the Salzburg Festival just to hear Pollini's work, not to hear about other people's work.

Other people's performances are not what they would have liked at all.

Others are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

They even opened the market to speculate on who would replace this year's Pollini festival.

Is it a new player?

Or perform elsewhere and don't have the opportunity to come to the top music stars of the Salzburg Festival?

Or is it someone else?

They put on a list of all the pianists who have recently been available, speculating on the one who is most likely to be Pollini's replacement.

Even Argerich, who has been in such a bad mood lately that he wants to leave the Salzburg Festival, has been put on the list.

Argerich naturally got the list too.

She looked at the list in her hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, then she shook her head and continued to practice.

In her eyes, everything is not as important as practicing.

Although her emotions are now basically equivalent to a breakdown, she always wants to escape something, she doesn't want to continue practicing at all, and even wants to leave Salzburg.

But one thing to say, such emotions can be regarded as commonplace for her.

No one knew if she would have escaped before the concert began.

She's the kind of person who might suddenly not be able to tell you two or three minutes before departure.

When she participated in the finals of the Chopin International Piano Competition, she was even about to play, but because of the pressure in her heart, she hid in a corner of Poland to smoke and drink, and did not want to continue practicing.

At that time, many people were sent to look for her, only to find her, dragged her back to let her continue to perform, and finally won the championship of the Chopin International Piano Competition.

Argerich's mood now is basically not much different from the mood of participating in the Chopin International Piano Competition before.

The only difference is that she is so old now, she is no longer an ordinary little girl, nor is she an ordinary person with an unknown reputation, but one of the myths in the piano world now.

Argerich's emotions are still tense and he doesn't pay attention to the follow-up of this candidacy, but the others are different.

Many pianists can't help but raise their heads when they walk on the road, straighten their necks high, and make their temperament more extraordinary.

They were expecting someone from the organizing committee to find them in the crowd.

In front of them, he came to them and told them that there was no way for Pollini to continue playing.

Now the only way is to ask him to come out of the mountain and let him play in Pollini's place and save the Salzburg Festival.

The building will fall! How handsome that sounds!

It's just a pity......

Dreams are always plump, but the reality is very skinny.

No one can achieve such a dream.

Waiting on the street for the invitation of the organizing committee, no one was invited.

No one knew that a day earlier, all the people who should have been invited had already been invited.

And the time soon came to the day of Pollini's substitution assessment.

Fu Diao's room has been replaced by a single room, and the view here is more open, and the whole view of the castle is more magnificent.

Even the air has become much sweeter.

He had the sheet music in his hand, and the sheet music in his hand was going to be played live by the Pollini substitute next, so there could be no mistakes.

He carried a small cloth handbag of a Mozart head he bought at a gift shop in Salzburg, packed all the scores into it, and walked towards the test place.

On the street, there are still some people standing proudly there, waiting for the invitation of the organizing committee.

It's just that their faces and backs are already covered with sweat.

Obviously, they also sensed that the invitation might have ended before it had even begun.

The news of Pollini's departure from the festival has already come out, and no matter how slow the people on the organizing committee are, they won't start looking for someone a day later, right?

Therefore, some people's high heads can't help but be lowered, and the whole person's mood becomes extremely low again.

Fu Diao didn't know what this group of people were thinking anymore, but he felt a little strange, shook his head slightly, and continued to walk in the direction of the organizing committee.

The place decided by the organizing committee is in the center of Salzburg, not too far from the hotel, just a few minutes walk to the door.

I don't know if it's because of the control, or because the address is well chosen, there are not many people on this side of the gate, and everything around is very deserted in the almost overcrowded Salzburg.

After Fu Tiao glanced at the fact that there was no one around, he pushed open the heavy door and came to the door of a conference room according to the information given by the organizing committee.

However, his steps stopped in front of the conference room.

He looked at the girl standing in front of the conference room, his brain slightly suspended.

The slightly dim light of the afternoon shone on her Venus-like muscles.

The tight muscles of the forearm feel the power that exists even at a glance.

The muscles on her body are terrifying, and every trace shows an incomparable muscular beauty.

It doesn't look extra stout or too dry.

It's just fine, not a little more, not a little less.

It is simply the ultimate in the art of the human body.

She wore a simple backless dress, although the front seemed to be completely wrapped, but it showed indescribable sexiness and attractiveness.

She was so simple that she leaned slightly against the white wall behind her, but there was no way to take her eyes off.

It's just that Fu Diao was stunned, not because of her dazzling figure.

It's because ......

The man seemed to notice Fu Tiao's gaze, raised his head and thought about it, and suddenly remembered something, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

She jumped forward lightly, stepped on a heel of nearly ten centimeters like walking on the ground, walked in front of Fu Diao, stretched out her hand very heartily, and smiled at Fu Diao.

"Hello, my name is Wang Jia, I don't know if you recognize me, but I know you, your name is Fu Diao, right?"

Fu Tiao looked at her outstretched left hand, and also stretched out his own hand, shaking each other.

"Hello, Wang Jia, I'm Fu Diao."

This man is his opponent.

Lang Liangyue's younger sister.

Muscle Chun-Li.

Wang Jia.

I don't need to say who Wang Jia is

(End of chapter)