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Chapter 145 Dreams Gone With The Wind

Zuo Yongsi is despairing!

At this moment, he has experienced the feeling of the masked superman when the top 30 players advance to the top 10.

I have absolutely no courage to fight anymore!

It was the fear and powerlessness of facing the king of the forest.

Although he still has many works that he considers to be the best in the genre, but compared to Liao Yuan's song with sky-breaking hand speed, he knows that there is no reason to continue fighting.

"What's the name of this piece?"

Amid thunderous applause and the attention of everyone, the host Zhang Hai asked excitedly.

"The Second Rhapsody of War." Liao Yuan replied.

"As expected!"

Zhang Hai smiled and said: "The use of many chords in the song is very similar to "Battle Rhapsody". The most important thing is that both songs are equally excellent!"

The previous song "War Rhapsody" has now become the signature of the One Emperor and Four Emperors Competition. Almost every audience in the competition has heard this piano music. Not only that, more and more people are joining in because of this piano music.

Among the audience, there are many international-level piano masters.

This "Second Rhapsody" obviously inherits the melody of the previous piano piece, but compared to the majestic and tragic nature of the original piece, "Second Rhapsody" embodies the joy of reconstruction after the war and disaster.

The audience in the entire stadium cheered collectively.

Soon, under the auspices of Zhang Hai, a new round of voting began.

"Second round, 1712:281. Congratulations to Uncle A for winning again and taking the lead in getting the match point."

The result was no surprise at all. Everyone applauded vigorously and their faces were full of excitement.

After today, Uncle A once again added a masterpiece to his masterpiece!

Madman Zuo's hands had begun to tremble a little. He lowered his head and looked at his hands with doubt in his eyes.

I chose the piano, was it right or wrong?

It’s all a matter of accumulation, so why does Uncle A’s outburst make people feel so desperate?

The applause in his ears seemed to be mocking him.

Zuo Yongsi stood on the stage again, and slowly took his seat on the piano bench under people's gaze.

He looked at the eighty-eight black and white keys in front of him, his eyes full of confusion.

But immediately, he stretched out his hands.

When he touched the keys, Zuo Yongsi's whole body was refreshed, as if he had been reborn from the ashes.

He played one majestic scene after another fiercely.

Sometimes it's like thousands of horses galloping, sometimes it's like a duel between sacred cows, and even a phoenix spreading its wings and soaring, sending out feathers all over the sky!

Those pictures burst out with dazzling light in his mind, making his whole person full of mysterious atmosphere when he played.

The mysterious piano music danced in the ears, and the audience held their breath.

"Zuo Yongsi...amazing!"

"The most talented pianist in Hong Kong, his existence has injected great vitality into the already aging Hong Kong Opera House."

"There are still two brushes!"

"To be honest, with such playing skills, I could only get more than 200 votes in the last round of competition. It's really too much!"

"Zuo is pretty good. He still has the courage to fight Uncle A! In the last competition, the Masked Superman didn't even have the courage to fight. When he heard that his opponent was Uncle A, he ran away."

"Uncle A's works are becoming more and more powerful. He is simply a genius in the contemporary piano world."

"Even compared with the pianists in the classical piano world, Uncle A is no less generous."

"Alas, the living piano prince."

"Pfft! I'm off topic! It's Zuo's playing time now!"

Zuo Yongsi didn't pay any attention to external interference.

At this moment, he focused all his attention on his performance. Apart from the performance, there was no other sound in front of him.

His university teacher often told others that the principle of integrating the piano into one is to devote yourself wholeheartedly to the performance, treat the piano as a part of your body, and guide it like an arm when playing.

Zuo Yongsi has never reached such a state, because that state requires long-term exercise to form and relies almost entirely on muscle memory. However, Zuo Yongsi is not a piano playing machine. He cannot completely devote his whole being to the piano. Therefore,

Although he was very serious, he was still afraid of playing the wrong note.

But now, in a desperate situation, having thrown away all the shackles and restraints all over his body, Zuo Yongsi gradually felt a sense of freedom that transcended the world.

What am I playing?

It's not important.

The important thing is that I am happy.

I could see the winding streams, the green fields of the jungle, and the thunder and lightning in the sky.

I could see a huge oil painting falling from the sky. The animals in the painting were all running alive and biting hard.

I can still see clouds and mist contrasting with each other, and on the endless sea, the sun has lifted up the cloud curtain, lifted up the cloud curtain, and is covered with colorful clothes, like a floating palace lantern, slowly rising in the horizon.

Zuo Yongsi had a relaxed and comfortable smile on his face.

This song "Secret Realm" is his first famous composition after graduation. In 2014, he won the first prize in the Hong Kong New Youth Piano Competition.

Now, seven years later, he is still well-known in the industry, with classic anime theme songs flowing out of his hands.

However, in the dead of night, whenever he sat alone in front of the piano, the first piano piece he played unintentionally was this "Secret Realm".

For Zuo Yongsi, "Secret Realm" is the beginning of his new life.

Now, it is also the end of his new life.

After today, he will accept the invitation of the Chinese University of Hong Kong to serve as a teaching assistant in the music department to train students for the future of the motherland.

As for the dream, let it go with the wind!

"His music sounds free and easy."

Xu Ling'er looked at Zuo Yongsi with his eyes closed tightly and his hands moving smoothly on the keys. His face was filled with emotion: "Another great pianist has been beaten to autism by you."

Under Liao Yuan's mask, there was a wry smile.

"Uncle A has been promoted to the finals. Congratulations. I wonder if we can meet in the finals."

Yang Jie teased: "I really hope I have the chance to be beaten by Uncle A!"

"You can defeat me. Your opponent is the piano master Di Jiaci! It's not that I underestimate you. If you can win a game against Di Jiaci, I will cover all your food expenses for a week!" Zheng Lan smiled.

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Yang Jie wailed: "Shut up, fat guy!"

Liao Yuan asked: "Di Jiaci? Is it very powerful?"

"Not only is he awesome, he has always been a benchmark for classical pianists. In the past, he was a talented young man who was as famous as Lin Weiyin. He was very powerful. Back then, he was even better than Gao Feiliu."

Shi Ruoxiang sighed: "It's just that his shortcomings are also quite obvious. He is a passionate seed."

"What kind of passionate seed? He's just a stallion."

Zheng Lan said disdainfully: "When I was in high school, I made a girl's belly bigger. He became notorious and was kicked out of the classical piano world. He came to live in our pop circle. I really wonder why the official would allow such a person to participate.

And it even made it to the top ten.”


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