Chapter 117 That is Chopin’s ultimate, not mine

The Chopin works played by Zhao Chengzhen are very nice, or it can be said that it is the best Chopin among the three Chopin International Piano Competitions, or even the best one among them.

His performance in the third round directly surpassed Fu Tiao in the second round.

This ultimate Chopin moved countless judges and audiences, who silently praised Zhao Chengzhen's performance in their hearts.

For them, they just want to hear the most perfect music, and it doesn't really matter who performs the music.

But for some other people, such as those who support Fu Tiao, it is not so easy.

Faao is actually the most anxious.

He found that his traffic was declining recently. Although he had always said that he did not value the traffic at all and did not care what comments these viewers wanted to make, people who really saw him were leaving one after another.

This feeling is very uncomfortable and powerless.

A large number of these people went to some official live broadcast rooms to listen to more professional explanations of musical interpretations, especially before Fu Diao's performance, to see if Fu Diao had a chance to win a higher level.

The other part is to go to some more joyful live broadcast rooms to listen to the commentary.

They are all amateurs anyway, why not be happy?

Faao himself is an ordinary Up host, who mainly focuses on music evaluation and is not known for his piano playing level at all, so no matter how much he can say, what he says is always not as professional as those of the top bosses, and

More interesting, he is not as funny as those entertaining Up hosts.

Some people's hearts suddenly thumped, and they secretly said something bad.

"One meaning!"

"OK!"

"Come on..."

At this moment, Zhao Chengzhen is playing. He has already played the last piece of Chopin's Prelude, followed by Chopin's Piano Scherzo No. 1, which is used to fill in the time.

"Player Fu, here comes the stage!"

The surrounding staff first entered the final preparations before the game.

Faao fell into despair. Shan Yi, who was far away in Sichuan Province, had just sent Li Diyun away. He returned to the house and lay on a wooden chair unable to sleep. He looked tired. A gentle voice came, he

My wife spoke.

The sound in the concert hall gradually became noisy. The audience had returned to the room after taking a break in the toilet, chatting excitedly about Zhao Chengzhen's performance just now.

"Yes."

"What the hell? Is the anchor crazy?"

All the cameras were pointed at Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen, trying to capture the conflict between the two, but unfortunately they could not.

Oh yes! That’s the one!

He thought for a while, suddenly remembered something, and slowly got up and turned on the TV.

"?"

Fu Tiao, on the other hand, was staring straight at the backstage door in front of him, waiting for the staff's reminder to prepare to go on stage.

In addition to Shanyi, there are also piano professors and music industry practitioners from various places who are paying attention to this competition, but everyone is very pessimistic.

Shan Yi didn't make any comments, but he couldn't help but clenched his lips slightly.

My wife slowly gnawed on the apple with an indifferent expression. She put the apple aside, touched the thermos cup, and felt the temperature in the palm of her hand. She kept changing her fingers to prevent the palm from getting too hot.

During the break of Zhao Chengzhen's music performance, he slammed the table, waking everyone up from Zhao Chengzhen's influence, and then whispered.

"It's difficult..."

"..."

He wanted to listen to the Chopin International Piano Competition. Li Diyun said before that Fu Diao had a competition tonight, and he wanted to watch it. He had been paying attention to Fu Diao for a long time, especially when he heard that Fu Diao entered the second round and won a very good prize.

When he got a higher ranking, he started to pay attention.

Shan Yi was stunned, not expecting that his wife would actually do this, but he did not refuse, but smiled cheerfully, got up from the small bench, sat on the recliner behind, and said to his wife: "You don't want to

Sleeping? Don’t you have classes tomorrow?”

As for the person who can completely suppress Zhao Chengzhen, Shan Yi feels that it may be someone like Li Diyun, and others... are more difficult.

"Well, I understand, you go to bed first."

"oh……"

The two just passed each other without any conversation.

"Fu Tiao, the one you mentioned before, the student Xiao He taught who is very talented?"

Before, I was able to get a little bit of traffic by relying on no one to commentate on the Chopin International Piano Competition. Now the big boss has come and snatched away all the traffic. Only half of the original people on his side are still watching his live broadcast.

A video of Fu Tiao being prepared has been shown in the background.

Shan Yi thought for a while and just sighed softly.

In fact, at this moment, the two of them didn't know what they should say, and they had nothing to say.

My wife whispered, shaking her head helplessly: "Who are you looking at?"

"It's not over yet! There is still a chance! Fu Tiao still has a chance! As long as he plays better than Zhao Chengzhen, then he still has a chance!"

"Banyi, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I know, I know... I just don't want to give in! It's obviously China's biggest hope, so why did such a strong opponent suddenly appear? Zhao was obviously not so strong when the game just started, why is he so ridiculously strong now?

?Why?”

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the screen in front of him, and murmured.

He just felt tired for no reason, and he didn't know why, but there was always a feeling of energy in his heart that he couldn't release, as if there was something he hadn't done.

The voice fell, and the room was silent.

Zhao Chengzhen played casually on the TV, and a feeling of lightness and ease arose spontaneously. This feeling attracted countless people, and even Shan Yi was a little biased towards Zhao Chengzhen.

Fu Tiao, on the other hand, focused all his attention on himself and was too lazy to pay attention to external objects.

Everyone is saying that Fu Tiao can fight with Zhao Chengzhen. Zhao Chengzhen was already so awesome just now, so Fu Tiao should at least be more awesome than Zhao Chengzhen, right?

"..."

Now we not only need to be similar to Zhao Chengzhen, but we need to surpass Zhao Chengzhen.

What is it?

"good!"

This is a private channel in the set-top box, which requires money to purchase. He has been renewing the subscription. Recently, this channel has also broadcast the Chopin International Piano Competition.

If it were normal, he might sigh and say a few words along with the barrage, asking them to come and see him, help him increase his traffic, let classical music rise again, and see if he can win some fans.

but……

"fine."

"What Fu Tiao wanted to do, but when he just played, he directly defeated the biggest momentum that Zhao Chengzhen suppressed through snowballs!"

After all, what he played was really perfect.

Chopin International Piano Competition Li Diyun, Chen Sa, Van Cliburn International Piano Competition Zhang Hao, Elizabeth International Piano Competition He Shen.

It was obviously just an ordinary game, but the performance was like a concert with endless applause. Zhao Chengzhen bowed to everyone to thank him, and he thanked everyone three or four times without stopping.

After that, a pot of boiling water was boiled, and with it came a piece of apple.

Zhao Chengzhen's performance has been recognized by everyone, and he has also played to his limit. Next is Fu Tiao's performance.

Can he withstand the pressure from Zhao Chengzhen?

Shan Yi didn't know, he could only give blessings in his heart.

My wife nodded slightly, stood up, turned up the volume of the TV, then pointed to the recliner behind him and said.

"Mad...Fu Tiao, you must be stronger on the horse, you must defeat Zhao! If you lose again in the third round, then you may never have the chance to win the championship in the Chopin International Piano Competition.

Even if you perform perfectly in the last round and have a certain probability of winning the championship, your chances are not great! Mad Mad Mad Mad, why is Zhao Chengzhen so strong this round! Damn it..."

Fu Tiao stood at the door of the concert hall and looked at Zhao Chengzhen who was walking down the stage. The two looked at each other without any expression.

There are photos of his students winning awards.

Faao remained silent, lowering his head and saying nothing.

There was a short intermission on the screen. The dedicated host of the Chopin International Piano Competition was exchanging some details about Chopin with a judge, telling the audience how to understand Chopin in order to make their music more perfect to the maximum extent.

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Fa'ao lowered his head and grabbed his head hard, with a tangled expression and said with difficulty.

"Drinking tea late at night, you won't sleep?"

If there is something wrong with your performance, you don't have to say anything, just admit defeat. Don't say anything like "it's okay to lose, it's glorious to lose," or "a small win, a big win, a super big win," etc.
To be continued...