Chapter 136 The Finale of Fu Diao (Part 2)

The first movement came to an end amidst the harmony of the musical instruments. As the notes floated in the air at the last moment, Fu Diao raised his hands and let out a long sigh of relief with a calm expression.

At this moment, everyone in the concert hall took this opportunity to cough and clear their throats, and then continued to look at Fu Diao, waiting for his performance.

The first movement of Chopin's Piano Concerto No. 1 gave everyone a lot of surprises, or it could be regarded as their most surprising scene. They had no way of imagining that Fu Diao could express music so well and so contagiously.

He has so many ideas about music.

They didn't know how many times they had listened to Chopin's Piano Ballade No. 1, but it was indeed the first time for them to hear a performance like Fu's tune. This novel feeling made them like it very much, and they even liked Fu's tune.

Playing the second and third movements was filled with anticipation.

After all, the most famous first movement can be played like this, so the second and third movements that follow must not be too bad, right?

perhaps.

Several judges were also whispering to each other, discussing Fu Tiao's performance just now.

Many times, a piece of music ends when the performer plays the first note.

Because for them, they can already hear a lot of things from the first note. Your thoughts, understanding, thinking, or other information about this piece of music can be heard in the first note.

can be reflected.

Facing Fu Diao's works, the surprise they heard from the first sound was just a simple beginning, while the subsequent sounds and expressions and interpretations gave them much more surprises, starting from the third sound.

I simply can't get enough of the sound. The more I listen, the more I look forward to it. The more curious I am about how Fu Tiao will interpret certain sections with special meaning in his later interpretations.

This is the main reason why many judges did not give a score until after listening to the first movement.

Fu Diao is like the sea, making people unable to figure it out. It always feels like there is something hidden behind it. What has been shown so far is just the tip of the iceberg in Fu Diao music. Below this, there are even bigger icebergs.

hide.

"Sure enough, I still like players with their own unique style. Their performances can always surprise people, especially when they appear in front of everyone for the first time."

"Indeed, compared with those pure players, their interpretation of Chopin may be slightly weaker, or much weaker, but in terms of musical expression, they are not weaker than those people at all, but stronger. If I ask

If I had to choose, I would still choose this kind of player with his own characteristics, right?"

"I'm about the same. Although these players with their own characteristics are annoying and don't help or even hinder us in defining a fixed standard, if we just talk about listening to music, I still like their interpretation."

"Do you all like Fu? It's a pity, I actually like Zhao quite a lot. Zhao's performance actually has a little bit of his own flavor in it. He is completely different from the ordinary pure Chopin. His music has a unique

Spirituality is in it.”

"As for Zhao, I think it's okay, but it always feels like it's missing a little bit and doesn't give enough surprises. The main reason is that I can actually guess what he wants to play without even listening to his performance."

"This is indeed a reason, but I feel that the reason is not sufficient. My personal evaluation of Zhao is that he is unimaginably excellent. His excellence does not only exist in his Chopin, but also in the details of his music.

Very good. Compared to Fu, I personally like Zhao a little more."

"In any case, Fu's performance is not bad. Compared with the shortcomings of his lack of closeness with Chopin, his musical thinking is enough to outweigh it."

"Indeed... But Fu just finished playing the first movement, and there are still two movements that have not yet been finished. Let's watch it first."

Many judges compared the first movement of Fu Diao with Zhao's, and found that the styles of the two were very different. If they were to compare using a simple standard, it would be difficult to compare who is stronger and who is weaker, so everyone just

You can make comparisons based on a most basic standard and your own ideas about music.

The basic standard is how you at least need to perform this piece of music, and then points will be deducted based on the points.

Their idea about music is to add, subtract, and add to the most basic score of 20 points to give them a satisfactory score.

Of course, Fu Tiao is not over yet, so they naturally have no way to give an appropriate score.

Therefore, everyone looked at Fu Tiao and waited for his performance.

In their gaze, Fu Diao had a calm expression and breathed gently, calming down his mood from the previous turmoil. Then he looked at Jacek beside him and nodded slightly to him.

"let's start."

"good."

The two people's eyes met. Jacek turned his gaze back to the orchestra in front of him. He raised the arm holding the conductor's baton, and pushed the other hand from his arm, pushed the conductor's baton, landed in front of the conductor's baton, and stopped.

, then the hands remained relatively still and shook slightly.

Just after he swayed for half a beat, the sound of the band also emerged under his command, pushing forward, just like an eagle flying over the sails of the ship, landing on the top of the ship and looking around everything around him.

The warm sunshine shines on the sails and falls on the sea water. The sea shows them the most extreme tenderness in their music.

Under the music, Fu Diao put his hand on the piano without making any unnecessary movements. It was as if he was just stroking. The first note was sent out from the piano with a trace of shyness and agility.

.

She looked at the world curiously, swayed on the stage, and danced for it.

The moment this sound came out, the expressions of some judges could no longer remain calm, and their eyes were almost broken.

This sound was so beautiful and soft that it directly touched their hearts. They could no longer maintain the seriousness on their faces so that they could listen to Fu Diao's interpretation in a calm state.

Because under the music played by Fu, the music revealed was almost the most perfect and elegant music they had ever heard in this competition.

Even Hamelin, who is famous for his elegance, the tenderness he showed in Chopin's music before is not as gentle as the one shown in Fu Diao's hands at this moment.

The beauty of that kind of music almost shattered all their ideas about Fu Diao music.

They may have thought before that Fu Diao's music would be complete and pure power. Even the romance of the second movement might be majestic romance.

But they never thought that Fu Tiao could actually make music like this, so soft, so elegant, so... intoxicating.

Fu Tiao is really like the sea, full of changes and difficulties.

The sea is not always rough. The bigger the waves, the more fish there are. She also has quiet and calm moments. The sea at that moment is more beautiful than everyone imagined.

The sun shines on the sea, drifting gently with the breeze.

That tenderness is like the flow of Fu Tiao's hands on the piano.

There are no conspicuous movements, no fast movements, or even any operations that seem incomprehensible.

The previous movements that were like phantoms dissipated like bubbles, and all that remained was the elegance falling like petals.

Even the extremely large chords did not show any signs in Fu Diao's hands. They just fell on the keyboard so easily, falling slowly with the weight of his fingers.

This softness completely shocked everyone.

No one spoke, they were all immersed in the music and couldn't extricate themselves.

No matter it was the people in the live TV station, the people in the pilipili live broadcast, or even the barrage, no one was willing to break the peace.

They feel that even breathing is an insult to their peace.

The beauty of music filled their surroundings, like thick honey, making them even feel a little bit suffocated.

Some people can't help but close their eyes and let themselves be completely immersed in the music.

Because only in this way can it be worthy of Fu Diao's current interpretation of music.

This sense of beauty even made Jacek beside him a little bit intoxicated. He listened to Fu Tiao's performance from time to time and his head was empty.

He even felt that he should not be on the stage, but should be enjoying it off the stage.

With the final wave-like chord sound, the music ends.

The afterglow of the music floated in the air, and everyone in the concert hall was silent. Their eyes were even full of purity and clarity. They had no idea what kind of expression they should use now to express the shock in their hearts.

The music is so beautiful. This is not the beauty of the second movement of Chopin's First Piano Concerto, but more like the beauty of Fu Diao's interpretation of the music.

This kind of beauty makes them unwilling to escape.

No one wants to cough to clear their throat or do anything else at this time.

They even felt that such an action would destroy the beauty created by Fu Diao.

This beauty is like bubbles in the sun. It is very beautiful and extremely fragile. People dare not say a word for fear of destroying it.

This is truly a chapter labeled as romantic by Chopin. It is truly romantic to the extreme.

It even reminds them of their lost youth when they were running on the beach under the sunset.

And Fu Diao didn't care about the thoughts of the people under the stage. Since no one wanted to rest, then... he just continued.

He looked at Jacek, who seemed to be in a daze, and gently tapped the lid of the piano next to him, pulling Jacek out of his dream.

"The third movement, let's begin."

"Ah? Sorry, sorry..."

Jacek apologized softly to Fu Diao, and then he suddenly woke up. He couldn't help but smile at Fu Diao awkwardly, turned to look at the band in front of him, and waved his hands violently instead of his previous gentleness.

So hi! Buzz...buzz~

So hi! Buzz...buzz~

The band's melody suddenly appeared like "Hey!", and the sound of the Rondo in the third movement of Chopin's Piano Concerto No. 1 came instantly, breaking the perfection and softness that Fu Diao had built in the music before.

Everyone suddenly realized that the music had entered the third movement. The extremely soft second movement had passed, and now it was time for the rondo of the third movement.

Accompanied by several harmonies from the band, Fu Diao's hand suddenly lifted up, and then fell on the piano again.

An extremely crisp and light piano sound sounded, and everyone raised their heads and looked towards the center of the stage.
To be continued...