Chapter 306: This Is Mozart? No! This is Fu tune!

Under the applause of everyone, Fu Tiao stepped out of the back door of the stage, followed the route of the lights, and walked towards the piano in the center of the stage.

And behind him, a man followed.

Niu Ben.

Niu Ben honestly wore a black suit, stood behind Fu Diao respectfully, and followed him to the stage.

Until Fu tunes in before the piano.

Facing the countless supporting audiences under the stage, Fu Tiao elegantly reached out to hold the edge of the piano on one side and bowed slightly to everyone.

Thunderous applause.

Niu Ben looked at his nose and nose behind him, and his nose looked at his heart, and he didn't say a word.

After Fu Tune sat down, he stood beside Fu Tune, stretched out his hand to put down the score, and sat beside Fu Tune very well.

The applause gradually faded and eventually disappeared.

And Fu Tiao also controlled the stage at this moment.

There was no sound in the entire concert hall, and everyone's eyes and attention were focused on Fu Tune's outstretched hand, waiting for Fu Tune to play the first note of the work.

Under the gaze of the crowd.

Fu Tune gently raised his hand, placed it on the piano keyboard, and slowly sank into it.

Dangdang, hum ...... When the drip knocks.

The sound of the piano sounded.

Fu Tune's concert officially began at this moment.

Because it was a work performed at the Salzburg Festival, Fu chose to open his own concert, and instead of playing any work that he was particularly good at, he chose Mozart.

Mozart K330, Mozart's Piano Sonata No. 10 in C major.

Of all Mozart's sonatas, one of the most outstanding and difficult to interpret.

The biggest feature of Mozart's works lies in Mozart's timbre, and how to interpret Mozart's timbre well is the truth that every musician who plays Mozart wants to pursue all their lives.

Just like Chopin played in the previous Fu tune.

Mozart's performance feels completely different from other composers' works, and you can't play Mozart the way you play other composers.

Instead, we should interpret all this with the childlike innocence that belongs to Mozart.

And at the moment when Fu Diao's finger fell, all the emotions in the room instantly dissipated.

All they could feel was the lightness of Mozart under Fu Tiao's fingers.

Relaxed, excited.

Gentle and lively.

The power contained in the music echoed in Fu Tuo's fingers, flowing through the room, swallowing everyone's emotions as the music progressed.

But......

Is that really the case under the music?

Under the mobilization of Fu Tune's fingers, the layers of music gradually become distinct.

Some people began to notice the strange mood beneath the music.

Mozart, K330.

A sonata that marks the transition of Mozart's compositional skills from youth to maturity.

Is it really just that simple to interpret the lightness and joy of music?

It's obvious......

Not really.

Instead, hide everything in your heart in your heart, don't expose it too much, and show it to outsiders the most relaxed and pleasant emotions.

"The use of the music zone to express emotion is what every musician needs to do when they play a work, but for every musician, when they play Mozart's works, whether the emotion is strong or not, what they should bring to the audience should not be disgusting!"

"Music is beautiful, and Mozart's music is even more so, his music never disgusts everyone!"

"Even the most terrifying of the future, the painful reality and the desperate past, no matter how sad the emotions in the music are, you should carefully hide this emotion, hide it under the pleasure."

"Mozart, who satisfies everyone, is the essence of his music."

This is what Fu Tune heard about Lang Liangyue, Wang Jia, and some other pianists at the Salzburg Festival.

Everything he learned about Mozart was from these people.

Fu must admit that he was not particularly familiar with Mozart.

It doesn't matter at all, he is not familiar with other people, isn't it?

Fu Xuan completely fused these people's ideas about Mozart to form such a criterion.

Mozart's music has depth, but no matter how deep it is, the first time you hear Mozart, it should always be lighthearted and pleasant, not other emotions.

It's like looking at mountains like mountains, and looking at water like water.

If you can't even play the first layer, you can't even play the mountains like mountains and the water like water.

Do you still expect to be able to play to the third level, to see the mountain or the mountain, the water or the water?

As a result, the audience under the stage may not feel much yet.

But Niu Ben, who was sitting next to Fu Diao, was stunned.

it? This music?

He felt that he knew Fu Tune well enough.

After all, he has also practiced flipping sheet music with Fu Tune for so long, and he has listened to Fu Tune's music I don't know how many times.

In this way, he watched Fu Diao start from recognizing music and gradually come to maturity.

He was a spectator in the truest sense of the word.

It was precisely because of the bystanders that he understood how awesome Fu Tiao was now.

Just the Mozart K330 he just showed.

That's what he heard in this concert hall.

Don't say anything else.

Except for those Mozart professionals, such as Mitsuko Uchida, there are very few others who can catch up with Fu Tuo.

This Mozart of Fu tunes.

It's really amazing.

On the surface, it is so relaxed and happy, but under the music, there is a sadness like the deep sea.

He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, with envy in his eyes.

Even though I'm a Ph.D. myself, I can perform around the world a few times and have a few concerts a year.

But......

Fu tunes that he is really awesome.

As far as the skills that Fu Tiao is showing now, he really feels that he can't catch up in a few lifetimes.

No, not technically, to be exact, it's about the sensitivity of music.

His sensitivity to music is really strong.

It seems that just by looking at the score, he can get to the point where the composer wants to express something, and then interpret what the composer wants to express in his own way.

This level and strength are ceilings that he can't touch in his lifetime.

Perfect, apart from being perfect or perfect, you can't find any other adjective than perfect to describe Fu Tiao's current performance.

At this moment, he appeared in front of everyone like Mozart.

A true musical genius.

He used his own strength to interpret what is called genius and what is called perfection.

Niu Ben couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva again, and his eyes couldn't help but drift towards Fu Diao's side.

Subsequently, he was directly interrupted by Fu Tune.

"Turn the page."

"Huh? Oooo ”

Niu Ben woke up suddenly, and suddenly remembered that he was now working as a translator on the stage to turn over the score for Fu Tune.

It's not a free VVVVIP ticket, sit next to Fu Tune and listen to Fu Tune play.

Therefore, he immediately got up slightly, turned the page of the sheet music in front of Fu Tune, and let Fu Tune play.

It was at this time that his mind returned to the score.

There's no way, after all, he is still a musician, and his most important duty now is to turn the score for Fu Tune.

He shook his head vigorously, refocusing his thoughts on the performance of Fu Tune and nothing else.

It's just that when he was flipping through the scores, he couldn't stop thinking.

The performance of Fu tune is really strong.

……

This feeling is not unique to him, the vast majority of people in the concert hall can feel the strength of Fu tune on Mozart's work.

Relaxed and lightweight.

There are no worries or worries.

It is full of confidence and enthusiasm for the future.

Fingers hop on the piano keyboard like a ballet dancer, the notes fluttering wildly, drifting through the air.

Everything was so dreamy.

Fu Diao's eyes didn't know when they had closed in advance.

Although he asked Niu Ben to turn the score for him, he seemed to play whatever he wanted casually as if he didn't need the score at all.

The light of the headlamp becomes particularly dazzling.

It was like a holy light sprinkled on his body, and he was clothed with the robes that belonged to the saints.

"Mozart! He's Mozart! ”

Not far away, an old man looked at Fu Diao and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

He pointed at Fu Tuo at the others, his expression was extremely excited, as if he would die violently in the next second/

"I saw Mozart, he, he was Mozart! He is Mozart! ”

His voice was small, but it still reached the ears of the others around him.

Their thoughts couldn't help but follow the old man, looking at Fu Tuo in front of them, and then became silent.

Like, as the old man said......

Fu tunes him, it really looks like Mozart descended to earth.

Holiness, innocence, hiding all emotions in one's own heart and reaching out, giving everyone else is only self-confidence.

The work continues to move forward without any pause in Fu Tuo's hands.

From time to time, you can hear a serious smile from Fu Tuo's fingertips.

It's like a joke, it's a joke of yourself.

Mozart.

It is worthy of Fu tune.

Perhaps, only Fu Tune can interpret such Mozart with music.

Holy, perfect.

Sanctanct.

"Beautiful!"

Lang Liangyue also came to the scene, he watched Fu Tune's performance, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but light up, and whispered to Wang Jia beside him.

"This performance is really good, this Mozart feels very strong, what kind of feeling do you give me until he does? Zimmerman! That's right, it's Zimmerman! I really feel like he's a copy of Zimmerman! Elegant, indifferent, holy, so beautiful! I love this version of him so much! ”

“……”

Wang Jia didn't speak, but glanced at the seats of the two with a little disgust.

The two of them sat at the very edge, in the far corner of the last row.

Basically, I can only listen to the sound of the piano in the back of my head hitting the wall and bouncing back.

Belongs to one of the worst positions.

Of course, for Wang Jia and them.

Therefore, Wang Jia looked at Lang Liangyue and said angrily.

"Listening to Fu Tune's concert, what are you doing in such a bad position? I had long been curious about his Mozart, and I ended up in such a bad position, and I knew that you would give me this position when you told me that you had a ticket, so I went to turn over the score for Fu Tune. ”

"Wow! No way! ”

Lang Liangyue looked at Wang Jia with wide eyes, pointed her finger, and said angrily.

"You? It's cheap, and it's good, right? I didn't even bring my assistant, so I'll give you her ticket, you're okay, pick and choose for me here? Do you listen? If you don't listen, you can leave, okay? ”

"Your assistant? Is that the German-South Korean Chinese? ”

When Wang Jia heard Lang Liangyue say this, she finally became a little interested, and couldn't help but look at Lang Liangyue and asked curiously.

"Where have you two been? Did you get on base? How many bases did you go? ”

"Up? On base? ”

Lang Liangyue almost didn't choke to death by Wang Jia's words, and after covering her mouth hard and coughing a few times, she turned her gaze to the other side and scratched her head a little embarrassedly.

"Still, it's okay, it's not much, it's still talking, my dad likes it, I'm actually still hesitating, in that kind of feeling of having a good feeling, but not so much love ......"

"Huh?"

Wang Jia seemed to have heard some shocking news, her eyes couldn't help but widen, and then she suddenly looked away.

Good guy, it turns out that Lang Liangyue is actually more average for Alice?

I heard before that Lang Liangyue wanted to find a Chinese person as a partner, and then his father didn't agree, saying that his son had to find a blonde Yanma, and it was not easy to make a name for himself abroad, if you don't find a foreign person to come back, what are you like?

Now it seems that it is indeed true?

Wang Jia shook his head, too lazy to continue to care about this matter, but put his eyes back on Fu Diao's body and said casually.

"Well, but the playing of Fu Tune is really powerful, and the transparency in this music has become particularly eye-catching, this feeling I have basically only heard in Fu Tune's music, and I don't seem to have heard much of it in other people."

"Yes, Fu Tune is really good, he really deserves to be Fu Tune, and he is worthy of being the best newcomer of the year at the Ruhr Piano Festival, and his strength is really strong!"

"Why don't you feel guilty at all when you say this, Fu Diao at such a young age directly surpasses you, don't you feel ashamed that you can't compete on the same stage as Fu Diao?"

"What's so embarrassing about this, this year's album, Lang Liangyue is in Paris, this album itself is a relatively general album, it's not normal to compare to Fu Tune's extraordinary play, wait for next year, you look at it next year, I'll take out all my strength to compete, let you see what is called awesome!"

Lang Liangyue waved her hand and said complacently.

He is very confident in himself.

After all, no matter what he says, in the young generation, his strength is either the first or the second, and in terms of the fame of pianists all over the world, he is the first among the younger generation, and even if he doesn't have a little face, he can even claim to be the world's first pianist.

This time he lost to Fu Tuo, and he didn't care.

Fu Tuo's strength is strong, Fu Fu's condition is good, and it is normal for him to be able to defeat himself.

But later, that's not necessarily the case.

The world is not a one-time victory.

Each player's personal style is different.

So......

Lang Liangyue groped for her wrist, a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Next year, let's play again next year."

"What?"

Wang Jia looked at Lang Liangyue beside her and frowned a little puzzled: "Compared to what?" ”

"Nothing."

Lang Liangyue shook her head and continued to look at Fu Tune in front of her, shaking his fingers slightly, moving with the melody of Fu Tune.

"It's fun when there are more people."

Fu Tiao naturally didn't know what Lang Liangyue was thinking, he just used his full strength to interpret Mozart's works.

With joyful sadness.

It's a song that you need to savor all the time to get the feeling, and it's not something you can hear all at once.

Fu didn't expect everyone in the concert hall to understand the piece, but he hoped that someone in the back would hear it.

Fu Tuo shook his head and easily interpreted the work in his hand without any stagnation.

This piece is like the sea.

The surface and the deep are two completely different worlds.

Underneath the surface calm, no one knows how surging emotions will be behind the scenes.

Perhaps, only a person like Fu Diao, who is really in the middle of the sea, can fully understand this work.

In any case, the most important thing now is to bring enough pleasure to the audience, and enough pleasure to discuss the sadness behind the scenes.

Otherwise, if the whole work is sad, then this work is completely deviated from Mozart's ideas.

The music flowed and ended with an incomparably pure gesture.

Under this music, Fu Tuo's fingers were raised, hovering in mid-air, his gaze slightly raised, as if he was soaring.

The light above him was extremely hot, rendering him as pure as an angel.

With the end of the opening work, Fu Tuo naturally did not hesitate and began to get to the point.

Kidding, it wasn't just because he played Mozart well because he was able to be selected by the organizing committee of the Salzburg Festival!

In addition to Mozart, his Chopin, his Beethoven, was equally outstanding.

As part of the repertoire for the Salzburg Festival concerts, he naturally chose to fill in some other works.

Make the work itself more perfect.

For example...... Next!

Beethoven's, passionate!

A work that is the complete opposite of Mozart's K330.

If the K330 is pleasant on the surface, it is painful behind the scenes.

Beethoven's enthusiasm, then, is painful on the surface, but full of enthusiasm behind the scenes.

So many emotions have been rendered in the front, and in the place where everyone is completely beautiful, the hidden pain is buried.

So now, let's completely detonate this emotion.

Let them all see.

What exactly did he do to win the Best Newcomer of the Year at the Ruhr Piano Festival!

(End of chapter)