"How to play a god-level live performance?"

Arkady looked at Fu Diao without any particular doubts or surprises. He just nodded slightly, glanced at the time, smiled at Fu Diao and said.

"Don't worry, there will be a sharing session later. Although I may not be able to tell you how to perform a divine performance, but at the very least, I can tell you what I was thinking when I played this piece.

"

Arkadi patted Fu Diao on the shoulder and motioned for him to step off the stage first and wait under the stage.

Many of the audience and staff outside the room dispersed, but everyone was excitedly discussing tonight's performance.

The sudden god-level scene broke everyone's nerves and made them extremely excited. They were even able to take it out and have a few words with people who knew about it.

As for those who are not familiar with it, if you can tell them some familiar names and the works you heard tonight, it will be meaningless.

The staff under the stage quickly heard the news and hurriedly kicked out the passers-by and audience members. For a while, only Fu Diao and others were left in the room.

Fu Tiao looked around and found that the people around him could really be regarded as bright stars.

He saw Lang Liangyue, whom he had met before, and also saw Argerich, Barenboim and others.

Argerich also saw Fu Diao, and the frost on his face disintegrated slightly. He smiled, waved to Fu Diao, and said.

"Dior, come here."

"Ms. Marta!"

Fu Diao walked up to Argerich, nodded slightly and bowed to her, and said softly: "Long time no see, Ms. Marta."

"It hasn't been long. The last time we met was probably around this time last year."

Argerich raised his head and counted the time, and said with a smile: "I still remember how confused and confused I was at this time last year, with a lot of fear of the unknown future, and I felt a little suspended when I walked, but now

You are completely different."

She took two steps forward, gently squeezed Fu Diao's shoulder, and then touched Fu Diao's face with a smile on her face.

"You have now become one of the world's top pianists. If I were a few decades younger, I might also pursue you..."

"Ms. Marta..." Fu Diao looked helpless.

Seeing Fu Diao's helplessness, Argerich was very happy. He reached out and took Fu Diao's hand, patted it gently and said with a smile.

"However, when I heard about your Chopin International Piano Competition finals, I guessed that one day, I guessed that you would be valued by major music festivals around the world, but I didn't expect that you would arrive so quickly, Dior, my friend

You gave me the video of your European tour, and you played very well! I think sooner or later, you will definitely be able to become the top player in the world, just like us."

"Thank you, Ms. Marta." Fu Diao also laughed: "But I feel that I am not perfect enough yet. When I can perform at a god-level performance, I will probably be the best in the true sense.

Top pianist."

"A god-level scene? This god-level scene can only be said to be rare, hahahaha..."

Barenboim, who was standing aside, walked up to Fu Diao with a thick cigar in his mouth, looked Fu Diao up and down, laughed, stretched out his hand and said to Fu Diao.

"I've heard many people say your name, Dior Fu. My name is Daniel Barenboim. You can just call me Daniel. You don't have to be so formal."

"Okay, Mr. Daniel."

Fu Diao turned to Barenboim and nodded.

Barenboim chewed the cigar in his mouth and kept changing positions, seeming a little anxious.

But this is normal.

Smoking is not allowed in the concert hall. Even if Barenboim is a top pianist, it is difficult for everyone to break this example for his sake.

Therefore, as a long-time smoker, Barenboim could only hold back.

He glanced at the staff preparing on the stage and couldn't help but snorted and complained.

"Speaking of which, why hasn't Arkadi started playing yet? I've been waiting for him for two or three hours, and I can hardly hold it in anymore."

"Daniel! You'd better smoke less!"

Lang Liangyue's voice came from behind Fu Diao. Fu Diao turned around and saw that Lang Liangyue and his assistant Gina were walking towards them step by step.

Seeing Fu Diao looking back, Lang Liangyue smiled and nodded to Fu Diao, then looked at Barenboim and said helplessly.

"Old Daniel, you should know about your body. If you continue to smoke and drink like this, your body will definitely collapse prematurely one day. What did you tell me before, saying that you wanted to play all Beethoven's sonatas again?

Do you really still have this ability?"

"Liang Yue! Do you look down on me? I am still your teacher after all. Don't look down on me too much!"

After Daniel heard Lang Liangyue's words, he immediately blew his beard and glared: "You can do things, how could I not be able to do it? Just put it this way, I will be this year, oh no, next year, oh no, the year after...

Forget it, I will definitely hold a concert tour of all Beethoven's sonatas in five years and slap you in the face! You kid, you actually dare to question me."

"How dare I question you? I just remind you to pay attention to your body and stop smoking and drinking every day..."

Lang Liangyue was speechless and said to Barenboim; "Also, it's okay for you to smoke and drink, but don't spit cigarettes in my face later. I don't smoke. I've tolerated this for a long time."

."

"You kid, you just got stiff and thought you were awesome, so you started to criticize your teacher, right? Do you believe that I will announce to everyone that I have nothing to do with you anymore? Hey,

I still don’t believe it, how can you still control me?”

Seeing Daniel like this, before Lang Liangyue said anything, Argerich rolled his eyes first and kicked Barenboim in the leg, making him angry.

"He's right, Daniel, you really should quit smoking. Being alone on stage is lonely enough. I don't want anyone to be able to collaborate with me on stage again."

"Marta, are you talking about me? Do you also smoke? Although the ladies' cigarettes you smoke are not comparable to my cigars, what is the difference between you and me? Don't think that just because you are my junior sister, you can do whatever you want!

"

"what are you saying?"

Argerich and Barenboim almost came to blows as they talked.

Although these two people are not married at all, and nothing like that has ever happened, their relationship is now closer than that of a couple. In order to not be too lonely on stage, Argerich always likes to drag Barumbo along with him.

Im on stage together.

Barenboim was also happy to play with his junior sister.

Therefore, you can often see two people entering various places in pairs, but there is no affection between them, only the care between relatives.

As for whether anything happened between the two of them, that is not what Fu Tiao, Lang Liangyue and others need to care about.

Seeing that the two seemed to be quarreling, Lang Liangyue took Fu Tiao and walked outside, away from the two people. She shook her head and sighed.

"Don't pay attention to those two people. They do this all the time and they are quite nice people."

"It's okay, I don't care, but..." Fu Tiao looked at everyone in the room and asked curiously.

"Speaking of which, why are there so many people in the room? And there are so many very powerful pianists, such as you, at the scene? Shouldn't you all have successfully played those god-level live or recording performances? Why?

Will this happen again?"

"Because...we are not satisfied with the status quo."

Lang Liangyue smiled at Fu Diao, looked at Argerich and Barenboim who were arguing quietly behind him, looked at Kissin who was communicating with friends in the distance, and looked at the incomparable gentleman in the distance, like a fairy.

Zimmerman, who is usually solitary and independent from the world, said casually.

"Whether it's me, Argerich, or Zimmerman, none of us will be satisfied with the status quo, because the god-level performance we can perform is not at all about playing as we please, but about playing as we wish.

It depends on luck and strength. The weaker the person, the smaller the chance of performing a god-level performance. We cannot improve our luck. We can only rely on learning from other people's experiences to make the works we perform better.

Close to the god-level scene.”

"Only in this way can we match our guess of a god-level scene in performances again and again, so that we can be more integrated with the music and have a greater chance of performing a god-level scene."

Lang Liangyue looked at Fu Diao, spread his hands helplessly and asked: "You don't think that when we play in such a god-level scene, we basically do whatever we want, and we can play how we want, right?"

"No..." Fu Diao shook his head, "I'm just a little curious."

"There's nothing to be curious about. Everyone present is like this. They learn from each other's experiences to make their own playing smoother. That's all."

Lang Liangyue shook his head and looked towards the stage.

This time, there was no reminder to the audience like before. All the lights were dimmed and the stage lights were turned on to the brightest.

The staff simply raised the stage lighting and made no further adjustments, and Arkadi walked out from the backstage of the concert hall under such lighting.

Wow!

applause.

Even though there were not many people in the room, everyone still gave Akadi enough applause.

Under the applause, Arkadi bowed slightly to everyone, smiled and said.

"Thank you all pianists and artist friends for your support. I am very happy to discuss music and art with you in this place. It is already very late and time is limited, so we will make a long story short and start our content today.

."

The applause rang out again, and all the sounds in the concert hall disappeared. Argerich and Barenboim no longer argued, but looked at Arkadi on the stage with extremely serious expressions.

In such an environment, Arkady slowly said: "First of all, I want to briefly discuss what Brahms is. For me, what exactly is my thinking about Brahms?"
To be continued...