At the same time, exciting competitions were also taking place on the stages of other major competition venues.
Surprises or surprises are staged on every stage from time to time.
In the semi-finals, there is no longer only a single relationship between ‘players and judges’, but there is even a certain relationship between ‘players and the audience’ and ‘audience and judges’.
Under the competition of multiple relationships, the Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition is in full swing.
…
The audience in the Peony Concert Hall burst into applause again, dedicated to the seventh player who finished his performance.
Brahms' Piano Sonata No. 3 in F minor, with its exciting, soulful and melodious melody, left a deep impression on many audiences.
Judging from the expressions of the judges, this player's performance is also worthy of recognition.
Obviously, he has most likely pocketed half of the tickets for the third round.
As the delighted young man on the stage bowed and left, the hall became quiet again.
"The eighth contestant - Zhao Yinuo, recommended by Haishi Musicians Association"
"This round she will bring the following songs"
"Chopin Nocturne,op9.no2"
"Instructor, Zhou Rong"
Zhao Yinuo's appearance was still stunning, with a gorgeous black dress, exquisite makeup and eye-catching makeup, and a black bandaged left hand.
It is full of mystery that belongs to the inner world of the piano.
This made the audience look forward to it even more.
The girl who is as elegant as a black swan in front of the piano, playing with her fingers, the scene on the stage seems to have transformed into a salon night a century ago in a second.
The first sound drawn under the girl's finger seemed to carry the fragrance of blue hyacinth.
Minimalistic and subtle.
However, a few bars after the music started, the first image that came to many viewers’ minds was——
Cat and mouse.
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Backstage.
The people gathered in front of the big screen looked at each other in confusion.
…
"Nocturne in E flat major?"
The logic of Zhao Yinuo’s song selection is really...
Qin Jian couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.
The first round of "Wild Fire", as the pinnacle of modern piano technical works, is itself an etude, so it is no problem to be used in the first performance. The entire piece has no other obvious flaws except the inhuman difficulty.
But in comparison, this Nocturne in E flat major seemed too ordinary when it appeared in such a competition. In addition to being pleasant and popular, Qin Jian could hardly find anything about Zhao Yinuo's inclusion of this piece in the competition.
The purpose of the second round.
Even because this track is so classic.
On the contrary, Qin Jian believed that this would make the judges set their judging standards higher.
"Have courage."
Although he said this, Qin Jian was not worried that the other party would stop his cycle because of this. Instead, he gradually found a kind of quiet thought in the lingering melody in his ears.
In the peacefulness, the ups and downs of the melody can be seen again, running through the entire background.
"This song isn't that good." Someone said in a rest room deep inside.
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The black girl in front of the black piano, her ten slender fingers seemed to have lost their strength and balance in the softest music.
Lie down on the keys and rub them.
despair--
The last lingering sound is like fluorescence, like a nocturne in the dark night.
Before everyone woke up from their dreams, the music had already stopped in silence.
bow.
Soft and elegant.
"I have never heard such a beautiful nocturne."
The judges' table applauded first.
Every judge had a very deep impression on Zhao Yinuo.
The first round of will-o'-the-wisp showed extremely demanding piano skills.
The second round of nocturne, the profound and delicate conveying of emotions is just right.
"Old Zhou, this student of yours has a great future."
"The child is still young and has a long road ahead, Dean Liu."
The judges score and the audience applauds, it has nothing to do with each other.
The host continued to announce the curtain.
"The ninth contestant - Feng Ziyan, recommended by the Yanjing Musicians Association"
"He will bring the following tracks"
"Scarlatti Piano Sonata in D minor"
Backstage porch.
There was a "pop" sound.
The door of rest room No. 14 was knocked open, and a round white flesh bullet rushed out from inside.
“屮——so fast!!”
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the white flesh bullets rushed towards the passage quickly with miserable screams.
At this moment, the doors of the two adjacent rest rooms marked No. 19 and No. 21 were also pushed open at the same time.
Qin Jian took out his legs and leaned out for the first time.
Just next to him, there was also a leg sticking out of another door.
A pair of very long legs, wearing blue jeans and a white sneaker under the bare ankle.
Such attire is already rare in the current backstage scene.
Apparently the owner of this leg also noticed the sound on the side.
At the moment when their eyes met, an unusually flexible jumping sound suddenly came from the porch.
At this moment, it was hard for Qin Jian to imagine how a fat hand could change its speed and intensity to repeatedly press such complicated broken chords.
But what is certain is that among all eighteenth-century composers, Scarlatti's creative style is undoubtedly the most elusive.
Just like the atmosphere at the moment.
Qin Jian didn't know where the familiarity in the other party's eyes came from.
This sudden feeling, controlled by a pair of fat hands, makes the heart beat faster.
Music can bring some kind of short-term illusion to people, just like this moment.
Almost at the same time, following the rhythm of the music, the two young men nodded slightly towards each other.
But then, under a staccato treatment full of strong hints, the music suddenly interrupted in an extremely hasty way for about half a second.
And in this spare half second
The owner of the long legs turned around calmly and walked towards the dressing room with his handbag in hand.
At this moment, the music started again, and the notes that continued to jump were full of rococo romance, as if they were filled with ingenious mischief.
"good."
Listening to the melody in his ears, Qin Jian could only see the empty porch and the faint smell of laundry detergent in the air.
"It's the Blue Moon."
Qin Jian straightened his expression and walked towards the public area.
The purpose of opening the door was to pay attention to a certain fat Scarlatti. As for what happened next, it was just an accident at best.
On the stage in the hall, Feng Ziyan concentrated on controlling his hands.
Manipulating the musical texture, starting from the subordinate key in the second part of the music, he dazzled by switching four keys in a row, from A major to F minor, then to C minor, and finally back to D minor.
The rich tonal colors made the audience ignore the pair of short and fat arms in front of the piano.
He used his skillful skills to explain that "it doesn't mean you have small hands and short arms" that you cannot play the piano well.
The music comes to its final conclusion.
After a set of vibrato, Feng Ziyan lifted his hands hard, completely out of the range of the keys, and stopped in mid-air. After the stage was completely quiet, he slowly retracted his hands.
He stood up with two white swallowtails behind him that were held up by his buttocks, which looked extremely funny.
It's just that no one in front of the big screen found it funny.
"From Debussy to Scarlatti, there was a gap of 200 years."
Qin Jian sighed.
Regarding the interpretation of the style of the work, from Qin Jian's perspective, Feng Ziyan is the best player from the competition until now.
Moreover, in the second round when some contestants had already shown their special skills, the opponent still only played a short and lively song in an understatement.
What's more important is that everything is sealed and locked before the lot is drawn.
"What a confident fat man."
"like."
With Zhao Yinuo's deep nocturne and Feng Ziyan's cheerful D minor, the entire atmosphere at the scene was pushed to a high level.
This also made the atmosphere in the arena a bit dull after the performances of several players who appeared later.
When it comes to judging and appreciating music, most audiences still focus on whether it is pleasing to the ear and whether it is lively.
Therefore, their enthusiasm for a piece of work cannot directly reflect a player's performance.
However, the several pieces that appeared in a row and were mainly in a fast-paced style did make people feel a little bit tired of listening to the slap in the face.
Not only in the audience, but also backstage.
There are fewer and fewer people in front of the big screen, including Qin Jian, there are only five people left.