"Good guy, you seem to be even more arrogant like this. If Zhao Chengzhen hears what you say, he might be angry to death. I will remind the editing staff to cut your interview with Zhao Chengzhen together to make your sparks stronger.

." Wang Kai smiled, stood up and motioned to the staff nearby to turn off the camera in his hand, turned off the recorder, put the notebook back into his pocket, rubbed his waist, and reminded Fu Diao.

"But even though your current performance is better than Zhao Chengzhen's, I still need to remind you that the finals of the Chopin International Piano Competition are the most uncertain round. Many top players have overturned, and even some who were originally in the second tier

All the players can suddenly stand up and get a very high ranking."

Fu Tiao's body, which was about to leave, couldn't help but freeze, and looked at Wang Kai behind him, a little confused.

"Why?"

"Why? I don't know why. Maybe it's because they spend less time with the band? Or is it for other reasons? I don't know..."

Wang Kai shook his head, signaled the photographer to go out first, and said to Fu Diao: "The day after tomorrow, that is, after the fourth round contestants are announced, you have 4 days to prepare for the finals. If I remember correctly, it seems that one person has the finals."

It takes 3 hours. The band has about 3 people per day. The specific time depends on the deployment. After everything is done, take a day off and start the finals, which is probably like this."

"Based on the normal calculation, if you play Chopin's piano concerto for one hour, you will only practice with the orchestra three times. Therefore, many contestants go on stage without being in perfect harmony with the orchestra. They also have some ideas that are not clearly explained to the conductor before the competition.

It is easy to cause the ball to be in a messy situation. It is normal for top players to overturn, but it is rare for top players not to overturn."

"So in the fourth round, just make sure you are in good shape. Don't pay too much attention to other players. I heard this from one of my seniors. He listened to Xiao Sai and summed up his experience four times. I

I only listened to it twice, so..."

Wang Kai shrugged his shoulders at Fu Diao, walked to the door of the lounge, opened the door, waved to Fu Diao, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk so much. See you later. I hope I can do it for you."

Champion Interview.”

"Well, see you later."

Fu Diao watched Wang Kai disappear behind the door, moved his body, opened the door and walked out.

Wang Kai has disappeared, leaving only the playing sound of player Han behind him in the background.

The expressions of everyone around him were not very good. They were all sitting at their workstations, frowning.

Fu Tiao briefly listened to Han's performance and roughly understood the reason for these people's frowns.

The Korean bomb... is too childish.

Especially when compared with his performance, it seems particularly boring, much like a child's performance.

This is probably the reason why other people frown.

Han actually plays very hard, and he can even be considered a very good performer if he is placed at the back. However, he has a problem, that is, he does not seem to have good luck. Playing behind Fu Diao, even if he

Maybe it would be better if he could appear later.

But it's actually normal. After all, luck is also a part of strength. If you're not strong enough, no matter how good your luck is, it won't matter. Even if you make it to the finals, you won't have a chance to get a ranking.

Unless everyone is hospitalized due to food poisoning, only he will be able to participate in the competition.

But luck is like this. If you don't buy a lottery ticket and win 50 million, you come here and expect all your opponents to be hospitalized. Isn't this a bit of a waste of resources?

Fu Tiao continued to listen to Han's performance for a while, and after confirming that he had no chance of entering the next round, he shook his head, opened the door to the backstage of the concert hall and walked outside.

Now that Han is the last one, he can't listen to Han De's performance when he returns to the concert hall, because unless the players are replaced, the door of the concert hall will not open, and there is no use going back.

In addition, he had just been chatting with Wang Kai for a long time inside, so Han probably wouldn't be able to play for long before it would be over.

So Fu Diao had no idea of ​​waiting for the end at the entrance of the concert hall. Instead, he walked directly outside the concert hall. After buying a cup of street coffee outside, he leaned against the pillar on the side of the concert hall and stared blankly at the gray sunshine above his head.

.

He just sipped the coffee in the cup, completely letting go of his mind and being careless.

He drank until the last sip. He glanced at the coffee casing in his hand and suddenly thought of Yu Tianyou. He hesitated a little and shaped the paper cup into a ball, intending to stuff it behind the pillar. However, when he put his hand behind the pillar,

I found that three or four paper shells had been stuffed in the back, and one of them looked particularly familiar.

Fu Diao couldn't help but cough a few times, picked up all the paper shells and threw them into the trash can far away. When he came back, Han had probably finished playing, and some people had already begun to walk outside, extremely excited.

Discussing today's game.

Among them, 30% were discussing Zhao Chengzhen, 60% were discussing him, and the remaining 10%... were discussing what to eat for lunch.

Fu Tiao stood on the side of the crowd and waited for a while. He Shen and Yu Tianyou walked out of the crowd. However, they were not two people, but three.

There was also a very old-looking man chatting casually with He Shen. The two seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation.

When they saw Fu Diao, their eyes lit up and they immediately walked towards Fu Diao.

Before Fu Diao could ask, He Shen spoke first, walked up to Fu Diao, patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

"Fu Tiao, you played well today! Very good! You are worthy of being my student of He Shen."

After saying that, before Fu Tiao could speak, he spoke to the man next to him.

"Chris, you don't need me to introduce you, right? This is Fu Diao, my student! Although I didn't teach him personally, I have been my student for a long time. You should listen to the sense of contrast in his music.

It’s very clear, no need for me to say more, right?”

"Ok, I know!"

The man named Chris nodded, looked at Fu Diao stretching out his hand that was larger than an ordinary person, and said with a smile.

"Hello, Fu, my name is Chris Lister, not the historical Lister. To avoid misunderstanding, you can just call me Chris."

"Then, I want to ask you a question, that is... are you interested in studying at our Eastman School of Music? If you are willing, I can introduce you to a very powerful instructor."

Fu Diao couldn't help but froze. The hand he was about to extend was fixed in the air. He didn't know whether he should take it back now or go up.

He didn't expect that the man who had just arrived would say this to him and invite him to study at the Eastman School of Music. He couldn't help but feel a little confused. He couldn't help but look at He Shen beside him and blinked.

"Eastman...Conservatory of Music?"
Chapter completed!