He wanted to give up, but thinking of his mother's expectant eyes, Zheng Junyi still gathered his mood and sat down in front of the piano.
The whole place was silent.
Zheng Junyi played his mother's famous song, "Coast of the Heart".
He was playing and crying at the same time.
The thirty-year-old man couldn't help but shed tears.
His mother always wanted to make him famous. From the time he was learning to speak, Zheng Junyi's eyes were filled with pianos. He would practice piano for five or six hours every day, and when there was a performance, he would practice for more than eight hours.
Since the age of five, he has been performing in performances as a piano prodigy. He has extremely rich stage experience, but perhaps because of this, even at the age of thirty, he still has not been able to become a real piano prodigy.
Grand pianist.
His performances are only popular in Taiwan, where people praise him as the most outstanding pianist of Taiwan's young generation, but no one cares about him outside Taiwan.
He once tried to participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition, but he couldn't even get into the top three.
Now, I have settled for the next best thing and participated in the One Emperor and Four Emperors Piano Competition, but I still stopped at the most critical point.
Zheng Junyi's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and played "Coast of the Heart" with all his heart and strength.
There seemed to be waves of salty sea breeze blowing gently around him, like a mother's hand, making him tremble all over.
End it!
End it soon!
Zheng Junyi couldn't stop crying. The more he played, the more ashamed and angry he felt.
When the last sound of the piano disappeared in the air, the whole audience burst into perfunctory applause.
Zheng Junyi wiped his eyes, stretched out his hand to Uncle A who was standing not far away, and whispered: "Please."
The applause that was originally perfunctory suddenly became enthusiastic.
Liao Yuan stood up from his seat.
one cent!
Now, he only needs to score one more point to win the China Division championship.
He turned back and looked at the tens of thousands of different faces in the field. Those people were excited, excited, angry, joyful and other emotions, and accompanied by the huge noise, they came towards him!
Everyone is looking forward to him winning the championship, looking forward to him representing the Chinese Division and heading towards the World Championship.
This is both honor and pressure.
Liao Yuan sat in front of the piano again, gently played with his left hand, and pressed the first white key.
This song is called "The Street Where the Wind Lives".
I don't know why, but after listening to "Coast of the Heart" played by Zheng Junyi, he just wanted to play this song.
And the ultimate sadness and tranquility can always soothe the restlessness in people's hearts in an instant.
The audience gradually became quiet.
As the music gradually started to play, in the audience, a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap and silver-rimmed glasses gradually took off his hat.
He looked at the young man playing with his eyes closed on the big screen, with a strange light in his eyes.
The old man next to him smiled and said: "I don't know if it's because of the mask, but Xiaoyuan looks so mature. When I saw the little guy for the last time in Jiuci, he was still in high school and a young boy.
Young man. But things are different now. If you hadn’t told me in advance, I wouldn’t have believed that the little guy was so powerful!”
"He's always been great."
The middle-aged man came back to his senses and said with a smile on his face: "In terms of music, he is more talented than me. He has been born with perfect pitch since he was a child. Do you still remember the birthday ceremony held when he was one year old? Pen,
I don’t need any ink, paper, inkstone, abacus, coins, or books, just the piano!”
"You know, right? The piano was still a long way away from him. He couldn't walk, so he just stared at it like that."
"He just loves to crawl around on the piano."
The face of the middle-aged man is full of peaceful light, immersed in memories, and it is difficult to extricate himself.
The old man seemed to have remembered it, and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh: "I almost forgot if you didn't mention it. It does happen, so he is destined? Listen to this piece of music. I have never heard it before. Think about it again.
It’s an original song.”
The middle-aged man nodded.
The prelude of the song is full of tranquility. Although it is slightly low-pitched, it can better set off the atmosphere. At the climax, it also reflects the dynamics of flowing water, which makes people yearn for it.
What kind of experience did it take to create such a song?
He couldn't help but think of that lyric.
For the rest of my life, the wind and snow will be you, the plainness will be you, the poverty will be you, the glory will be you, the gentleness in my heart will be you, and the eyes will be you.
"It seems that Xi Yun taught him a lot."
The middle-aged man sighed.
What the middle-aged man didn't know was that in the auditorium not far away, Xi Yun was silently listening to the sound of the piano coming in front of him.
The more I listen to it, the lower I feel.
That year, the train left Jiuci. The moment before leaving the station, she clearly saw the figure of the young man running hard outside the train window.
Now, it’s midsummer again.
The afternoon with the chirping of cicadas, the lazy sunshine, the cool fruits, the yellowing photos...
They're all gone.
But why did I remember you again?
To the audience, the whole song sounded as if someone was speaking plaintively into their ears, recounting the ups and downs, ups and downs and bitterness of his life.
No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me if my porridge is warm. No one turns out the lamp with me, no one shares my book for half my life.
It’s late at night with no one to accompany me, no one to share the wine with me, no one to wipe away my tears of lovesickness, no one to dream about me and my past life.
No one listens to my heartfelt words, no one interprets the dreams in my heart. No one holds back the tears in my words, and no one worries that I am walking alone.
Looking back at the desolate place, no one was waiting in the dimly lit place.
"Wow, that sounds great. Uncle A must be an infatuated person!"
"The most fearful thing about a good piece of music is that you suddenly understand it!"
"There is a touch of sadness and sadness in the music. To be honest, the older I get, the less I like listening to such music."
"Yes, I really don't like listening to this one!"
"I don't like it either. It's too sad and not suitable for me. I prefer something more exciting, such as the previous song "Flight of the Bumblebee"."
"If you listen to this kind of music too much, you will feel like you are much older, but our family is obviously only twenty years old!"
“I feel so depressed! Bad review!”
Although some viewers feel that the atmosphere of this piece of music is sad, if they want to judge, they still like Uncle A's music.
At least this music can arouse their emotions, but Zheng Junyi's music is completely like a tiger and a dog, and it smells like moaning for no reason.
Soon, the song ended.
Liao Yuan stood up and, together with Zheng Junyi, accepted the judges' judgment and vote!
“Heart-touching, everyone’s masterpiece!”
"I still say the same thing, God A should exchange positions with me! He is fully qualified to sit on the judging table!"
"I really like this kind of music, it can make people calm down."
Finally, Lin Weiyin said with a smile: "Such a piece of music, when performed on the piano, is a little subtle. If it is played with the erhu, the king of sorrow and music, I think it can amplify such emotions! It's a coincidence.
, I also have some knowledge of playing the erhu, Uncle A, after all the competitions are over, can we collaborate on a song together?"
The whole place roared with applause and applause from everywhere.
Liao Yuan paused for a moment, then finally nodded and said: "Okay."
Lin Weiyin was slightly stifled. Do you cherish words like gold?
Subsequently, under the votes of the judges, as expected, Liao Yuan won the unanimous vote, crushing the last opponent Zheng Junyi and winning the China Finals.
At the same time, champions of the other four major divisions were also born.
At this moment, all pop music lovers around the world, including those classical music lovers who sneer at pop music, have expressed strong curiosity about the five championship candidates.
Among them, Uncle A, who always wears a mask on stage, is the absolute focus.
He continuously performed classic music that shocked the country and abroad. His talent and strength were unparalleled and even attracted the attention of the five major concert halls.
To this day, regardless of whether it is classical or popular, the entire piano world has expressed concern for Uncle A.
Uncle A has already become a hot topic in the industry.
So, who is he?
As the saying goes, wherever there is heat, there are paparazzi.
Soon, under the frantic tracking and reporting by countless reporters, the truth gradually emerged.