Different from others, when the host Han Daocheng heard this piece of music, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his pensive eyes looked at Li Qing who was playing in front of the piano.
"ding ding dong"
At that moment, the memory of walking in the clouds appeared before my eyes.
In the gray sky, gunpowder smoke that has not yet dissipated filled the air.
The roar of distant fighting could be heard in my ears.
The small town that had been baptized by the flames of war, with collapsed walls, messy gravel, and dust flying in the air, finally fell into Han Daocheng's hands.
That year, Han Daocheng was twenty-two years old. He came to the Korean battlefield for the first time as a merchant. On that barren land, he saw majestic chariots and tanks roaring to the battlefield.
A small town was reduced to the ground, and the birds in the sky were seen panicking on the tips of the gravel, trying to find some bread crumbs in the cracks of the stones where the people were gone...
Dark night falls, the cold wind howls, and the earth becomes dark.
There were no lights, no noise, just the peace after the war.
But the starlight was particularly bright, so bright that Han Daocheng felt a little sad.
Some people say that after death, a person will become the brightest star in the night sky.
That night, the sky was filled with stars.
“The tune and the chords are extremely beautiful!”
The beard of the old man in black robe trembled with excitement: "This is the most beautiful piano music I have ever heard at the end of this century. In this piece of music, there is a special emotion, joy and tragedy, small and grand.
, all the opposites exist in this song, oh, God!”
The old man in black robe covered his chest and felt his heart beating rapidly and blood flowing rapidly in his blood vessels.
"Dear Mr. Hoyle, for the sake of your health, please don't get too excited."
Henry smiled and said: "However, it is indeed worthy of our joy to discover a talented pianist in Hong Kong."
The old man in black robe took a deep breath and looked at Li Qing with excitement in his eyes: "What's his name?"
"Li Qing!" Henry said in broken Chinese.
"That's him!"
The old man in black robe smiled and said: "The Golden Hall has not welcomed a real genius for a long time. If we can introduce such a young talented pianist to the Music Association, the future music world will become more exciting!"
At the same time, Li Qing's playing became more and more fluent.
At this moment, his whole body seemed to be hidden in a ball of light. Accompanied by the surrounding musicians, this song "Croatian Rhapsody" also began to bloom its own colors in this world, this time and space.
It is passionate yet steady, and the slightly sad tune seems to contain a deeper love, making everyone feel numb after listening to it.
"Why are you shaking your legs?"
Kuang Feng frowned and looked at Zhuang Xian sitting next to him.
"What?" Zhuang Xian turned around and asked doubtfully.
Kuang Feng pointed at Zhuang Xian's legs.
Zhuang Xian looked down and saw that his legs were shaking as if they were not obeying his command.
He was stunned immediately, and subconsciously pressed his legs with both hands. After a while, he raised his head, looked at Li Qing who was playing, and said blankly: "This piece seems to have a kind of magic power, which makes me unable to help myself."
He started shaking his legs to the rhythm of the music...it was so scary!"
When Kuang Feng heard this, he felt a little funny.
He didn't know much about music, but he just felt that Li Qing seemed different from usual when he played the piano, he was extremely serious.
While playing, he swayed rhythmically to the sound of the music. This person seemed to be radiating light, and everyone could not help but be attracted to him.
Cai Mingda stared blankly at Li Qing who was playing, turned around and asked in a low voice: "How is it? How does it compare to the piece you played?"
"It shouldn't be comparable..."
Cai Yunkun said unconfidently: "I can play Beethoven's movements! How can the music he composed be compared with Beethoven's!"
Cai Mingda breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
However, the more he listened, the less confident he felt.
From the perspective of ordinary viewers, Cai Mingda feels that this Li Qing seems to be a little better at playing than his son...
"It's so exciting!"
Shangguan Aiya looked at Li Qing, who was playing passionately in the spotlight, and said with bright eyes: "I didn't expect him to be so handsome even playing the piano, and this piece of music, is it really his original work? It's so amazing! Listen to it.
It makes me tremble all over! It’s so exciting!”
"This piece is not too difficult, it's probably around level eight."
Kuang Xiaoyue looked at the man who was shining like the sun, and said with admiration: "But the shock it gave me was more profound than a tenth-level piano piece. What is genius? Sister Aiya, this is it!
"
Tang Tang frowned and said: "Xiaoyue, control your emotions, Li Qing already has a girlfriend!"
Kuang Xiaoyue ignored Tang Tang's reminder and listened excitedly to Li Qing's performance. After a while, she muttered: "He's not married! He's an artist. How can an artist get married?"
At this time, Li Qing's performance had reached the climax of the entire piece.
When Li Qing's hands flew rapidly on the keys, historical pictures seemed to unfold in front of everyone.
Under the sky, heavy rain poured down, and it was difficult for people to see the scene three feet away.
However, danger is everywhere.
The shells cast blue-grey light in all directions.
In the visible world, the fields are shaking and the world is shaking.
In the east, there was an extremely violent explosion.
To the west, the dormant town is blooming like a volcano.
To the south, bullets were flying in the air.
In the north, on the vast expanse of land, rain and night coexist, instead of a few weak wails.
A few days later, in the ruins destroyed by the war.
An unknown white flower is swaying in the wind...
May world peace!
When Li Qing played the last black and white key, the whole place fell into silence.
People's pores stood up, and the exciting tune seemed to be still echoing in their ears, and the shock in their hearts was only realized at this moment.
After a while, Han Daocheng raised his hand and was the first to applaud.
Immediately afterwards, the second person, the third person, and the fourth person also applauded one after another...
When there was thunderous applause, people's admiration was endless.
At this moment, the faces of Mr. Cai and his son turned earth-colored.
Li Qing stood up from the piano and nodded slightly to the guests present.
Not arrogant, not impetuous.
Not humble, not arrogant.
When the applause died down, Han Daocheng looked at Li Qing, nodded slightly, and said: "Not bad..."
"Isn't it just good?"
As soon as Han Daocheng finished speaking, Hoyle immediately spoke out from the crowd: "Li's performance made me hear the greatest sound of the century."