Chapter 119 Crush

The music paused, and Fu Diao raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head, his eyes slightly narrowed.

He has been thinking about what his Chopin is, or... what his Chopin self should be.

The three words he said to Wang Kai before, peace of mind, sea, and freedom, can these three words really fully represent himself?

Fu Tiao has actually been thinking about it these past few days, even before going on stage.

If there is no way to thoroughly analyze himself, then he will definitely not be able to make progress in his music. He can only move forward step by step, and he doesn't know when he will be able to barely have a little feeling.

Therefore, Fu Tiao began to think about his own music, what kind of state he should have for his music, and what he wanted to express.

The sea is the foundation for your survival, and this will never change.

So what about besides the sea?

Fu Diao thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of anything. He just felt that many of them could be drawn from the sea, and freedom and peace of mind seemed to be completely integrated into the sea.

From the first sprout of life underwater, to the giant beasts of the Stone Age, to the first time humans walked upright, the sea can completely represent the life of music.

Water has no permanent shape, and the sea will never be fixed in place, so for Fu Diao, the sea also means freedom.

Not just single meaning, but also the judges and other audiences.

Everything merged into the music, and an extremely melancholy emotion poured into the hearts of everyone in the concert hall.

The ultimate perfection brings the ultimate beauty. The beauty of this kind of music makes people unable to escape from it. They can only laugh helplessly and then fall into it.

He is like this, and still expects to confront Fu Tiao? It is simply a dream.

As for Zhao Chengzhen, her expression returned to calm.

He is also closer to the most perfect music.

But what followed was immense surprise.

after all……

Shan Yi didn't know when he completely forgot what Zhao Chengzhen played before. In his mind, only the music of Fu Diao was left.

"It's very sad, but it's amazing. His funeral was amazing! It's comparable to the one Li Diyun had at the National Center for the Performing Arts!"

Funeral, march.

Han can't even compare to Zhao. Even Han's extreme level, which exceeds all his previous performances, makes it difficult to catch up with Zhao.

This feeling was so subtle that the concert hall became extremely depressing, and even the expressions of some judges changed.

He raised his hand and slowly lowered it in front of everyone.

And when they thought that the strongest piece of Fu Diao would be the Mazurka, they never thought that Mazurka was not all of Fu Diao. The second piano sonata that followed was even more powerful, making

Their hearts also feel more uncomfortable.

The sound that sounded from the piano completely followed his thoughts, perfectly fitting his understanding of music.

You are the music, and the music is yourself.

Chopin International Piano Festival! In the true sense, a festival for pianists and Chopin players around the world!

Fu Diao took a deep breath, leaned slightly on the piano, raised his fingers, stared at the keyboard in front of him, and then slowly pressed down.

It was clear that Fu Tiao had not finished playing yet, but the atmosphere at the scene already had a slight illusion that the performance of Fu Tiao was over.

This feeling was so wonderful that Fu Diao was so intoxicated that he even refused to come out of it for the rest of his life.

All this made Fu Tiao completely clear.

The third movement of Chopin's Second Piano Sonata ended. Fu Diao took a deep breath to calm down his emotions a little, and then started playing the fourth movement without any hesitation.

People carried the coffin and walked out of the shadows. Every step was accompanied by pain and sorrow, and even a hint of fear.

The judges will not discuss it for the time being. After all, they are still playing games themselves, while the audience has been completely attracted by Fu Tiao's music.

Everyone's emotions are different, but no matter what, Fu Tiao's performance continues.

How do you play this? You must be doomed? Who else can listen to your performance off the stage now? How can you communicate with the audience? This is nonsense! Go home early and go to bed.

He had never felt music like this before, as if he and the music were integrated into one.

In my music, there is only the sea.

The ultimate composer, the ultimate self, and the ultimate fusion. When these three come to the end, they all have similar endings, and everyone will move towards the ultimate music.

Shanyi and his wife watched the music played by Fu, their expressions fluctuating slightly with the music.

Therefore, when Fu Diao sat down from the back of the stage in front of the piano keyboard and cleared his mind, he felt as if he was back on the sea. The hot lights above his head were like glass lamps on the ship, and everything around him was surrounding him.

Shake him, shake gently.

It's a pity that it's a competition now, and there are judges and other audience members listening to Fu Tiao's performance. They can't help themselves to stand up and applaud. This is too impolite.

Fu Tiao raised his hand three times in a row to get up, but was always disturbed by the commotion off the stage. He could only helplessly look at the people off the stage, raised his hand and pressed it down gently.

Everything is left with only the initial emptiness.

Let’s not talk about the previous mazurkas. Let’s just discuss the third movement of Chopin’s Second Piano Sonata. Fu Tiao’s performance can be described as superb.

A heavy sound fell, and everyone's hearts felt as if they were being hammered. Their slightly wandering eyes instantly focused on the music again.

The sea, for Fu Diao, represents the most powerful force.

Such a powerful performance was actually performed in a competition?

This is the strength of Fu Diao, and this is the shock brought by Fu Diao's music.

Quiet, with a hint of commotion in the quiet.

They can feel the sincere emotions contained in the music, and they also believe that all the judges and audience can hear it.

He was too lazy to think about why Fu Tiao was so strong. He had now started thinking about how to defeat Fu Tiao in the finals.

Their emotions have been completely controlled by Fu Tiao, squeezing them at will without giving them any chance to breathe.

He didn't understand, where did this go? This was only halfway through the performance and he was so excited?

So for my last two works, He Shen specially selected them for me.

Therefore, your music only needs to be narrated by the sea that you are best at.

The third movement is the core part of this piece. Many people have only heard this movement and not the other movements.

Walking on the sea and feeling the slight swaying of the waves is like returning to the arms of his parents. For Fu Tiao, the sea is the most peaceful place, so the sea can also represent peace of mind.

With the emergence of the exposition, the balance of the music is broken, ending on the dissonant intervals of A-flat and D-flat, making the music a little weird and more uneasy.

After all, the Mazurka is really too strong. The Mazurka of Zhao Chengzhen, who was originally known as the number one, actually fell completely behind Fu Diao?

If he guessed correctly, he may have made a breakthrough. Just like Zhao Chengzhen performed in the second round, he also made a breakthrough during the performance. He was extremely convinced that his music had broken through a new realm in the performance just now.

A higher realm than Zhao Chengzhen.

Behind the stage, there was a Korean player from South Korea. His expression was desperate, and he even had the slightest idea of ​​​​defeating himself.

Incomparably perfect, extremely pure.

This movement is called...Funeral!

Bury everything about yourself and let everything return to dust.

The clouds were low, the thunder was rumbling, the wind was roaring, and the continuous chromatic scale of sixth chords became even more terrifying under Fu Diao's powerful interpretation. No one could guarantee emotional stability.

There are not so many miscellaneous things in my music, no peace of mind, no freedom at all.

Sad cries emerge in the music, with a touch of sadness that is difficult to erase.

If someone can really show a level similar to Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen, then the Chopin International Piano Competition will no longer be a piano competition.

The uneasiness in the music instantly swept through everyone, just like the sadness that Fu Diao showed when he just played the mazurka. This kind of uneasiness immediately made the entire concert hall, and even all the spectators watching the competition, feel a twinge of sadness in their hearts.

A feeling of uneasiness.

Many of them had listened to Zhao Chengzhen's music before and heard Zhao Chengzhen's Chopin Piano Sonata No. 2. At that time, they thought Zhao Chengzhen's Piano Sonata No. 2 was equally great and was the most powerful sonata in the second round.

The slightly slower speed seems to clear the clouds and reveal the sun, but the extremely low octave in the bass area tells everyone that all this is an illusion, and everything will eventually return to dust.

From the very beginning, Fu Diao's mazurka made them completely focus on Fu Diao.

He was like being deep in the ocean, quietly letting his heart completely merge into it, and he didn't step out until the music gradually slowed down.

Fu Tiao's performance before the third round directly overwhelmed Zhao Chengzhen.

Everything is in the sea, and everything can be explained by the sea.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the moment when Danny fell into the sea that afternoon. Since then, his world has lost a lot of light.

The first theme ended, and it was not until the second theme appeared that the music became slightly quieter. However, the silence did not stay for a long time. After a very short time, the music returned to that kind of excitement and uneasiness.

The joy of the sea, the sorrow of the sea, the rage of the sea, the pain of the sea.

So beautiful!

The music is extremely dark, but it releases a hot light, as if it is burning itself, offering itself to the person entrusted in the music.
To be continued...