"Currently, the symphony orchestra led by my country's Military Arts Academy is touring Europe and has achieved great response! Today, invited by the Warsaw University of Music, the Military Arts Symphony Orchestra participated in a local music exchange competition..."
"Yes, we can see that my country's famous singer and composer Comrade Zheng Qian has already started composing. This is a composition competition that tests the composers' instant creative ability..."
"I believe that the composition with the theme of 'World War II' will be the most profound and worthy of consideration between China and Poland. I also hope that Comrade Zheng Qian can live up to expectations, give full play to his talents, and once again create a song like "The March of Steel Torrent"
Famous song."
"Of course, friendship comes first, competition comes second..."
"Okay, now we have obtained the opponent's information. First of all, the most powerful musician among them is Dunlop. He is an honorary professor at the Warsaw Conservatory of Music and one of the top ten pianists in the world today. Secondly, Serchiak
, Ricardo and Luisa are three rising stars. They are all composers. They have won numerous awards in Europe and the United States, and are also famous in the Western music scene..."
"It can be seen that our opponent is also very strong. What? Comrade Zheng Qian wants to fight one against four?"
"The opponents are all world-famous grand pianists and composers. Really, it really makes me sweat for Comrade Zheng Qian..."
The announcers of CCTV Music Channel nervously explained in front of the news station.
They were temporarily transferred to participate in the news channel's broadcast. After briefly understanding the incident, several of them were shocked and angry. At the same time, they also hoped that Zheng Qian could enhance the prestige of our country and create a world-famous song again.
Although it was a midnight show and the ratings were not high, many people in China still saw the news.
For a time, many netizens came online one after another and began to tell each other in major music and portal forums.
The media also quickly received the news and began to write and spread the news quickly, reporting this major event that happened late at night as soon as possible.
Many people got up overnight and turned on the news channel, staring intently at the pictures on TV. At the same time, they continued to send text messages and make phone calls to spread the news to their fans.
"Zheng Qian? Isn't he touring in Europe?"
"Damn Poles, they are clearly trying to make things difficult for us!"
“The ideological struggle has a long way to go!”
"I heard from my classmates that the symphony orchestra led by Jun Yi is very popular in Europe, and the tickets for every concert are almost sold out in minutes!"
"Yes, the tickets are as high as thousands of euros each, and they are still priced at a very low price!"
"Come on Zheng Qian, stop talking, I'm going to watch the live broadcast!"
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Warsaw University of Music, professional piano practice room.
Under the auspices of German pianist Carnegie, Poland and China have completed the drawing of the order of appearance.
Warsaw musicians, led by pianist Dunlop, were the first to appear.
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Although Dunlop is only thirty-five years old, he is already an internationally renowned classical pianist.
He holds more than thirty concerts every year. Not only in the Warsaw music scene, but also in the entire European music scene, Dunlop's presence plays a decisive role and his status is transcendent.
The remaining musicians, Serchiak and others, although they are also famous pianists, are more famous for their composition.
Therefore, it is perfect for Dunlop to perform.
Soon, the music score was placed on the music stand.
Dunlop, who was wearing a suit and a gray trench coat, sat in front of the piano amid a round of applause.
Without too much hesitation.
Dunlop's slender fingers rested on the keys and began to move rapidly.
Because the performance was so focused and attentive, the beard covering half of his face was trembling slightly.
This shows the unrest in Dunlop's heart.
Even so, Dunlop's rich performance experience did not affect him at all when he actually played, and his performance was very stable.
I saw his hands dancing rapidly, and his playing movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water.
When the tinkling sounds of the piano converged into a huge river and rushed towards the ears of everyone present, everyone held their breath and began to feel the majestic music beating in their hearts.
At that moment, people seemed to hear the crisp sound of the waterfall falling on the flowing rocks, and they seemed to see the dark clouds covering the sun and the roar of artillery fire.
It rained blood from the sky.
Many Poles looked a little miserable, thinking of that year, tanks drove into the main city of Warsaw, towns large and small were reduced to rubble by artillery fire, and countless Poles trembled in the sewers.
Babies, children, the elderly, and pregnant women looked at the German army passing by on the land above through the gaps in the sewer with fearful eyes.
Just when everyone's faces relaxed and they thought they had escaped disaster.
A grenade was thrown into the sewer...
Fierce fire flashed past, eating away at countless flesh and blood.
Tinnitus came.
Immediately afterwards, no sound was heard.
Practice room.
Everyone came back to their senses and looked blankly at Dunlop who had finished playing.
Even though they are now in a competitive relationship, the way Zheng Qian and Lou Ze look at Dunlop has changed slightly.
Great pianists can always easily capture the ears of the audience, attract people's attention, and then create dream-like scenes amidst the uninterrupted sound of playing.
It's called mind wandering.
"This piece of music was co-created by three great composers: Serchiak, Ricardo, and Louisa. We call it - "To Warsaw 1939"!"
Dunlop spoke in Polish to the surrounding teachers and students in a low voice.
The scene suddenly fell silent.
One of the notaries, the German pianist Carnegie, obviously understood this Polish sentence, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.
In 1939, Germany invaded Poland, Poland surrendered unconditionally, Warsaw fell, and the Jews faced their darkest moment.
Dunlop himself is Jewish.
Carnegie secretly cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, everything was documented.
After a brief silence, thunderous applause erupted from the scene.
The musicians and students in Warsaw clapped their palms red as if they had been injected with blood!
“History must never be forgotten!”
"As expected, Professor Dunlop is truly amazing. His emotional expression is so strong that he deserves his reputation!"
"Yes, and it's the first time I've seen Mr. Dunlop blindly fire live. It's really amazing!"
"I couldn't see his fingers clearly, I only saw an afterimage!"
"This is the strength of a great pianist. Those students in our piano department are half as strong as Professor Dunlop, and they have already become famous in Europe!"
"The Chinese people have already begun to tremble, haha!"
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"How can this compare..."
On the other side, Xu Mingming, the pianist of the military art band, looked pale at the moment and whispered with some concern: "This Dunlop is truly a world-class pianist. Did you notice just now? He was hardly looking at the keys.
His eyes were fixed on the music stand from beginning to end, and he even closed his eyes at the end. This ability of blind bombing and emotional rendering is so terrifying..."
Hearing this, Song Huiming followed Lou Ze's example and gave Xu Mingming a hard blow, "Damn, can you be a little promising? Now is the time to let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige?"
Xu Mingming smiled bitterly and turned to look at Zheng Qian who had already stood up: "Brother Qian... come on!"
"Come on!" Liao Min and others also said.
Lou Ze paused and said: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just perform normally. Winning or losing is not important! You have already achieved great success!"
Winning or losing, does it really not matter?
Zheng Qian smiled and walked to the piano with the music score in hand. When he placed the music score on the music stand, the surroundings were already quiet.
Not to mention, being surrounded by so many foreigners makes me feel a little lonely!
Zheng Qian sipped his mouth, remembering Mr. Lu Xun's "Self-mockery", and fell into emotion.
"Thousand pointing fingers, head bowed as a willing ox."
No matter what kind of ferocious enemy we face, we will never give in.
All Communist Party members, all revolutionaries, and all revolutionary literary and artistic workers should be "cows" of the proletariat and the masses of the people——
Work hard and die.
In this world, there have never been philanthropic capitalists, let alone philanthropic capital!
Only socialism can save China!
Zheng Qian sat down in front of the piano stool. Facing the sneers and contempt of the white people around him, he paused slightly, and then slowly began to raise his hands.
For a time, the entire practice room could hear the sound of needle drop.
Zheng Qian is not a real pianist. Although he can play the piano, he cannot blindly play like Dunlop.
It's even more impossible to play with your eyes closed.
For Zheng Qian, it would definitely be a car accident level performance.
Therefore, his performance cannot be relaxed and free.
However, in terms of emotional expression and serious attitude, Zheng Qian feels that he can achieve the ultimate.
In full view of everyone, they could see his left hand slowly placed on the white keys, while his right hand was raised high.
The next moment, his right hand, like Thor's hammer, hit the keys with great force.
There was a "bang" sound.
The sound of the piano and the loud sound of hammering on the table came together, making everyone's eyes widen in an instant.
The teacher of the piano department only felt a burst of physical pain. He gritted his teeth and looked at Zheng Qian, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
Damn, my piano...
Before anyone could react, Zheng Qian's hands were like tornadoes, whizzing over the black and white keys, and the thunderous piano music began to explode in people's ears like the Big Bang...
There were sounds like meteorites falling to the ground one after another.
The sound was as muffled as thunder.
However, when all the roaring reached its peak, for a moment, the music in people's ears turned into a gentle sound like a lover's touch...
A clear and clear sound like the tinkling of spring water sounded at this moment.
"Ding ding dong——"
It was like a heavy-duty truck that accelerated to 300 mph and turned into a little goldfish in an instant and jumped into the sea.
Such a strange feeling shocked the famous composer Louisa, and she instantly felt the difference between Zheng Qian and ordinary pianists.
In fact, Zheng Qian's playing style at this time was almost completely imitating Vladimir Horowitz, the leading figure in the piano world in the past.
This person's skills are astonishing. When he plays, his fingers are like galloping horses. When he plays chords, his palms are like steel, which can make thunderous roars.
His hands were like hammers, and the sound he made when hitting the keys was extremely loud.
Therefore, in the world music scene, people give him the nickname "Thor".
Zheng Qian has a deep memory of this piano master. He has admired his playing style many times on relevant documentaries, and he also remembers the roaring sound like huge waves when he struck heavy chords on the keyboard.
Vigorous, fast and shocking!
Even Rachmaninoff, when he heard him play his "Piano Concerto No. 3", sincerely praised this person as "like a tiger pounced on my work!"
Therefore, when Zheng Qian imitated this piano master, he bombarded the keyboard with his hands, just like Horowitz, like thunder, which was shocking.
The quite unique way of playing made the Warsaw musicians present feel a tremor in their hearts.
Dunlop looked at Zheng Qian in surprise.
It wasn't until he confirmed that the other party was not making a mistake that he suddenly felt a wave of heart palpitations.
If you want to make a name for yourself in the piano world, it is not enough to just know how to play the piano, you must also have your own unique playing style.
Dunlop's style is blind playing. With his strong memory ability and absolute sense of music, he can close his eyes and play almost all music without making any mistakes.
Another example is the pianist Lang Lang in his previous life. After playing a piece of music, Qingyang Shampoo cried and asked for his endorsement.
Zheng Qian's playing style of smashing the piano seems even more vigorous and even inelegant, but it can bring a very powerful memory to people.
Dunlop had a hunch that this Chinese man didn't seem to only be able to compose music...
At this moment, Zheng Qian began to play majesticly.
The music of "Croatian Rhapsody" appeared in everyone's ears.
It also expresses war, but Zheng Qian's piano music conveys a trace of joy.
It seems to be a celebration, but if you listen carefully, you seem to be able to see the hidden tragedy, like the carrion hidden under the uncovered blood scars...
People frowned.
It's not because Zheng Qian doesn't play well or writes the music poorly.
But...
Some are unexpectedly excellent.
Those piano sounds are like scrolls of laughter and tears, being slowly pushed away as the emotions advance.
In the sunset under the horizon, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the battlefield of blood, tears and dust is reflected.
Under the ruins, a boy lying on the ground with a gray face raised his head and looked at the soldiers holding swords and guns with fear...
At this moment, Lou Ze seemed to feel this scene, and a flash of shock suddenly flashed across his face.
Although Liao Min didn't understand it, her heart gradually became tense as the music continued.
Zheng Qian opened and closed his hands widely, and the music sounded like thunder and rain.
At that moment, the music style was fast, light and sad, oppressive and explosive at the same time.
Its sound is like a roiling river, continuous and endless!
The huge sadness, panic and tense atmosphere slowly unfolded in front of everyone...
The eyes of the teachers and students of the Warsaw University of Music gradually changed.
People's eyes involuntarily focused on Zheng Qian.
Everyone fell silent.
At this moment, the storm-like sadness hit my face and made me suffocating.
"he……"
Louisa looked at the Chinese young man with strange eyes. In the swaying back and the increasingly urgent music of the piano, Louisa was suddenly startled.
She seemed to have seen an extremely shocking scene.
In the era of raging war, the troops at the front were fighting. The outside was bombed into ruins, and the glass of the windows was shattered on the ground. But this young man was sitting quietly in the basement playing the piano!
In the sound of the piano, there is solemnity! Cruelty! Sadness! Anger!
Everything, silent and crazy!
“Amazing Chinese people.”
Dunlop's hoarse voice sounded low, surprising Louisa and others.
"He is indeed a genius to write such a complete and stunning piece of music in just ten minutes."
At this moment, the diplomat of the Chinese Embassy in Warsaw looked at the dumbfounded expressions of everyone present, and the frustration in his heart suddenly turned into endless relief, and he couldn't help but get excited!
"The wanderer from the end of the world has the best news in the world!"