Chapter 48 Chopin Op37,No1

Fu Tiao stood up and sat down, raised his head and looked at everything above his head, his expression extremely sad.

He immersed himself in the world of music.

From some of the information he had searched for before, he learned about the creative background of this piece.

Chopin and George Sand traveled to Mallorca together, and what was supposed to be a perfect recuperation ended up being ruined because of the rainy season.

Heavy rain, mud, bumps, irritability.

All the negative emotions are piled up in my heart and cannot be released.

Chopin was lying on his bed on the island and caught cold and fell ill due to the heavy rain, and finally composed this piece.

He wrote letters to his friends, describing the harsh conditions on the island and his illness. This piece of work was called...nostalgia.

When he was backstage just now, he heard many people playing and thought about the feeling of those people playing.

In conjunction with the logic of Chopin's Nocturne that he had just listened to explained by Shanyi, he integrated everything he knew about Chopin into it.

The feeling of music arises spontaneously.

He slowly raised his hand, placed it gently on the piano, and lowered his fingers.

when……

An extremely clear and transparent tone slowly emerged, carrying a rich sadness.

Thick, heavy, heavy.

Makes it difficult for people to move.

Even if it is closely followed by an extremely light decorative note, there is no way to cover up the sadness shrouded in the music.

The mood gradually dropped, as if falling into a deep pool.

The teachers under the stage couldn't help but put away their indifferent expressions. Their eyes couldn't help but light up when they looked at Fu Diao who was performing on the stage at this moment.

"This student...is very interesting? What is his name?"

"I heard it's called Fu Diao. He used to study with a teacher from the Central Academy. Later he transferred to Haicheng Academy and studied with Teacher He Shen here."

"Hiss... He Shen, this guy, got a good prostitute for nothing! Why doesn't that teacher from Central Academy stop teaching? I'm very curious."

"Who knows? But... Fu Tiao's performance is really good!"

"really."

Several teachers communicated in low voices. They sank into their chairs along with the music played by Fu, with extremely relaxed expressions.

They had some thoughts before, and were a little afraid that Fu Tiao's performance was not satisfactory, so that they could discuss with other teachers how to improve.

Now that they hear Fu Tiao's performance, more than 90% of their thoughts have been eliminated, leaving only a good listen.

At this moment, Fu Tiao's performance has gone beyond the scope of students, which is enough for everyone to put down their unnecessary thoughts.

The smile on Shan Yi's face never dissipated. He just lay on his back in the chair in the concert hall, listening to Fu Tiao's performance in front of him, with a smile on his lips.

Nothing was said.

He didn't need to say anything.

After all, no one here is deaf, and even everyone present is a group of people with the best ears in China.

Their understanding of music is naturally good.

Some of them originally planned to chat with Shan Yi for a few more words, but now that they heard Fu Tiao's performance, they put all their thoughts away.

Completely immersed in Fu Diao's music!

The music is so soft and perfect!

Fu Tiao is definitely one of the top people in the world in terms of understanding the beauty of music.

After all, before this, he was even known as the number one pianist in the five oceans. If his ability to appreciate music was not good, he would not be able to perform a sufficiently perfect work.

You know, no one can create works of art beyond their own level of appreciation.

No one can make money beyond their own understanding.

The principles are the same.

The higher Fu Diao’s understanding of music and aesthetic appreciation, the higher his musical ceiling will be.

At this moment, he has not fully reached his upper limit.

No one knows how high the upper limit of Fu Diao is!

All they know now is that the musical beauty of Fu Tiao in front of them is almost breathtaking.

Extremely melancholy, dim, and as beautiful as the sea.

They even felt that they were sitting in front of the window at this moment, listening to the rain and thunder outside the window, and there was only a solitary lamp swaying inside the window.

It seems that the lights in the house may be blown away by the storm at any time, and the whole house will be plunged into darkness.

No matter what happens, there is no way to erase the sadness in my heart.

This feeling made them extremely fascinated.

when……

The main melody almost completely disappears, leaving only the chords.

Just like counterpoint, use column chords to push the chord forward.

A feeling of longing and expectation arises spontaneously.

The bright colors of the major key alternate with the obscure colors of the minor key, and the beauty in the music is fully revealed.

Chopin was praying, longing for the sunshine to come, and longing for everything to develop in a better direction.

It's just a pity that the prayer cannot be realized in the end, and it just returns to darkness in the end.

The extremely dark tone at the beginning appears again, but this time, the sadness in the music seems to be more intense.

The adhesion between sounds is becoming more and more intense.

Sadness is like water, unable to break free, sinking deeper and deeper.

Finally, the music comes to an end, leaving only a bleak sigh.

Fu Diao raised his hand and the music ended. There was no sound in the concert hall until the end.

The teachers at the back looked at Fu Diao with something wrong. They looked at He Shen who was giggling next to him with a hint of jealousy.

If there were students like this, if it were them, they would probably laugh even more wildly than He Shen.

Other professors such as department heads also nodded secretly.

Judging from what I just listened to, there is almost no problem with Fu Diao's performance, and it can even be said that... it is very eye-catching!

The kind of musical beauty in Fu Diao's music is rare and outstanding that they have ever seen.

They exchanged glances with each other and nodded slightly.

"good."

"It's really good. You play really well."

"Tsk, it would be nice if you brought it to me."

"Have you heard some of the details in it? The second repetition of the subject is very interesting."

"Yes, that part of his playing is very beautiful! I like it very much too."

"..."

Several judges spoke at the same time, communicated with each other, and had unanimous opinions.

From what I heard so far, if they were asked to rate Fu Tiao, they would definitely get a very high score.

Shan Yi looked at them with a smile and said nothing.

…

Jiang Ruijia, who was hiding behind the auditorium, knelt behind the chair, pulled the back of the chair and carefully looked at Fu Diao on the stage, her eyes lit up.

If, if her feelings about Chopin were not wrong.

So!

Fu Tiao, who might have been in trouble because his Chopin's feeling was not adequate, will be able to continue to improve his Chopin's feeling in a very short period of time!

He will not just make it to the first round and wander around in the second round, he may even be able to truly enter the finals and enter the final top 20.

That is to say, those who can get a certificate of merit are, in the true sense, a participant in the Chopin International Piano Competition!

With luck, one more person from China will be able to enter the final round!

When she thought of this, Jiang Ruijia became inexplicably excited.

But just when she was excited, Chen Yue suddenly grabbed her and dragged her outside.

"Let's go, leave quickly while they are discussing, otherwise they may find out when it's over."

"Eh???"

Stop scolding, stop scolding, it will be on the shelves at 12 noon tomorrow
Chapter completed!