Waves of applause resounded throughout the golden hall.
Countless people stood up and paid tribute to the old man playing the saxophone on the stage.
The praises were accompanied by applause, filled with eyes filled with tears, and a vague sense of pious faith echoed in the golden hall.
Such a sacred feeling...
Kenneth slowly put down his saxophone, and the gray-haired man couldn't help crying. When he played "Going Home" just now, he felt that his soul was integrated into the whole song and became a part of it, feeling the music.
Unknowingly, the joy, longing, melancholy, and tranquility brought by him, the piece of music came to an end. After it was finished, it was silent for a long time. It was not until the applause came that he realized what he was doing.
He looked around at everyone, with different expressions on each person's face. His eyes subconsciously looked to another place, only to see that the other place was empty.
The Chinese man was not sitting there.
Somehow, he suddenly felt a bit of regret in his heart. As the lights on the stage gradually dimmed, that regret gradually turned into reluctance.
Those short few minutes were so precious that he couldn't part with them. He even felt that he had not fully integrated into the music.
He can play better!
But the world is always waiting for everyone to leave. In the end, he bowed to everyone again, and then the curtain gradually came to an end, and his figure was hidden in the darkness.
When he walked down the road, his steps were exceptionally light, as if he had become decades younger, and he suddenly returned to the way he looked when he first took the stage...
"The performance was great. This is a masterpiece of saxophone. It will definitely be praised!"
"That's great, Mr. Kenneth. That's great. I admire you so much!"
"Mr. Kenneth, I am fascinated by this piece of music. It is simply a masterpiece of God. This is definitely a masterpiece of God!"
"Teacher Kenneth, I am very excited now. I cannot describe my admiration for you. If you are willing, you can even take away my life. Everything today is the most precious day for me!"
"..."
Countless media and friends gathered around, full of praise and excitement, and some even fainted with excitement.
Kenneth responded to these people one by one. Invisibly, he felt a sense of honor in his heart, and even wanted to stay with these friends for a while longer.
But in the end, he slowly walked towards the specific passage step by step under the escort of the security guards. With excitement and inexplicable urgency in his heart, he had already had a premonition of something.
The initial excitement and hustle and bustle began to make him inexplicably irritable as he approached the door. When he pushed open the door, he instantly felt a series of cold eyes, which made his whole body feel numb.
It was so cold that I almost suffocated.
Vaguely, his arrival seemed to have ruined some atmosphere and ruined the scenery.
Then he hurriedly closed the door. When the door quickly closed, he saw Perahia sitting on the piano, neither playing nor making any other movements, as if the whole person was like a sculpture.
Still motionless.
Davidson, who was in charge of this Vienna music concert, could not hide his excitement. He was breathing heavily and his fingers were trembling, as if he had witnessed something extraordinary.
The respected music master Odland was several years older than Kenneth. At this moment, his face was reddish and his breathing was rapid, but he was staring at the piano.
In this weird atmosphere, Kenneth was infected by the atmosphere unconsciously and just watched in silence.
I don't know how much time passed, but Perahia's eyes and body moved.
"What a masterpiece of God!"
"For a moment, I felt like I had returned to that era. Along with the palace music, I met countless great people and felt the indescribable resonance..."
"The melody echoes in my ears, over and over again, as if our life is like a dream, extremely beautiful, but full of regret and loss."
"This is music that can hurt people's soul..."
"..."
Perahia couldn't help but admire.
She stood up and muttered to herself.
Following this admiration, the old people nodded as if they were waking up from a dream.
Alderaan stood up, even more excited, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
In this era, one can still hear such music, and it’s not just one piece, but two, three, four...
How many other pieces of music does he have?
At this moment, no one doubted that Zhou Yang's music was plagiarized, or that there was a powerful force behind it that was "creating gods."
Even old people like them, who have been immersed in music for decades, are unable to create such palace-level music. Some people only have one simple masterpiece in their entire lives.
But he...
Alderaan's mood finally turned into a daze. With the help of Davidson, he put on his hat and then left the lounge step by step.
Several other people also had complicated expressions. They felt shocked and incredible. When they walked out of the house and felt the endless noise, they felt that they were alive.
Kenneth looked at Perahia: "Did he write another amazing work?"
"yes!"
After hearing Perahia's answer, Kenneth nodded instinctively and then raised his head.
……………………
There are always some things in this world that make people feel incredible.
Barros watched the concert end, and after the saxophone song "Going Home", the newlyweds appeared on the stage again in another wonderful symphony of "The Wedding March".
Under the conductor of Qiao Yu, young men and women sang solemn and sacred melodies. The milky white lights were on, and the priests and believers were blessing the newlyweds.
This was a grand and prestigious wedding performance. Even Barros was affected and recalled his own wedding in that chapel many years ago.
When the chorus ended, rose petals covered the long corridor when they left. The two parties did not make any vows, but it seemed that all the vows were contained in the melody and were gradually promised.
Barros looked back at the intersection not far away...
One after another some music masters came out of the door.
He searched, but unfortunately, he found that he could not find Zhou Yang, as he seemed to have disappeared.
When the concert ended, Barros applauded along with everyone, and then walked out of the door in a daze.
He found that he no longer had to question anything.
It was a quiet night, and the entrance to the Vienna Opera House was overcrowded. The traffic was completely blocked. Countless figures were moving around under the dim street lights, and the darkness was so heavy that it was suffocating.
"This is the greatest concert ever!"
“Absolutely worthy of praise!”
"I seem to have witnessed some history. I discovered the Renaissance!"
"..."
There were countless excited voices along the way.
When Barros got into the car, Barros heard his friend next to him sigh: "Living in this era is really dreamy. I heard that "Dream Wedding" is not the most powerful, but the most powerful.
The music is "Destiny". The score of "Destiny" shocked even Mr. Odland. He said that in the incomplete notes, he felt the struggle and the victory. If the complete version of "Destiny" was paired with a symphony
If so, it will definitely be a great piece of music..."
Barros listened to his friend chattering in admiration.
Barros's heart was extremely complicated. He couldn't tell the truth for a while, and he began to question himself.
Before this concert, he was sure of many things. He felt like a satellite TV station that could reveal the truth. He was sure that it was absolutely impossible for an Easterner to understand such high-end Western music and art.
After leaving the concert hall, he felt that what he had known over the years had been impacted, his Taoist heart was broken, and he was left looking around at a loss.
Because there are so many people, the moving cars are often blocked and cannot drive a few steps for a long time. It is better to get off the car and squeeze in the crowd.
Many classical music lovers, media, and musicians from all over the world actually came after hearing the news. After the concert, not only did the number of people not decrease, but there were even more people.
The front started to get noisy, it was so noisy, and countless excited voices could be vaguely heard...
Barros subconsciously looked ahead, only to see the security guards desperately maintaining order in the dark crowd, but Aldran, Davidson, Kenneth and others still couldn't get into the car.
They can only say some words in the crowd...
The sequelae of this praised concert are naturally very powerful, especially the release of palace-level music, which naturally arouses the thirst of countless people.
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Barros thought this was the ultimate traffic paralysis, but he didn't expect another Chinese-faced figure to appear in the crowd. After that, their car windows began to vibrate, and Barros felt that his eardrums were being shaken.
The shock caused some pain.
Cheers, excitement, roars of filial piety, madness, and even some people's eyes showed admiration, as if they were looking at gods.
The young Chinese man was surrounded by these voices, and everyone was desperately trying to find something useful to interview.
"Sorry, sorry..."
"My next arrangements..."
"..."
Barros heard the Chinese man speaking in Chinese.
He didn't understand Chinese, but he found that after the Chinese people said something, everyone in the audience was stunned, and then became extremely excited. Even the old people not far away became excited.
The face of my old friend sitting in the car changed.
"What did he say?" Burroughs asked.
"He said that he is a director. During the next period of time, he will concentrate on making movies and will not be involved in the field of music creation for the time being... Please pay more attention to his new movie "Spider-Man"..."