Chapter 7 The ultimate crush

Fu Di didn't think about so much at this moment. In the music, he just did everything he should do.

However, before his fingers fell, he felt a little hesitant.

Why hesitate?

He didn't know, he just felt that this work was beautiful.

It was a bit like the view he saw outside the cabin window when he first decided to record.

It was a very beautiful person. She stroked the broken hair in front of her forehead and carefully approached the glass of the cabin. At that moment, the two of them had eyes in exchange, but unfortunately, there was no spark.

There was only curiosity in her eyes, but there was throbbing in his eyes.

He would never forget that day, that night, he hid under the cabin, slipped into her room carefully, stared at her, gently tapped on her lips, and then quickly escaped.

This was his boldest move, but unfortunately, she didn't know.

Until the two separated completely, he didn't say to her, I love you.

An indescribable sense of suffocation came from everyone's hearts. They seemed to look at Fu Diao in front of them and walked further and further away from the woman he liked. They both clearly had love, but eventually they gradually separated.

"No matter how personal it is, it cannot exceed the interpretation of Chopin's work itself. I am willing to give 25 points for personal style, but he is not enough for Chopin. I have 22 points."

A judge took a breath, and the signature pen in his hand couldn't help but be pinched, making a creaking wail.

Everyone looked at Fu Di in front of him, and it was hard to imagine what he had experienced to play such music that coexisted with tactful, sad, expectant, and fear.

However, is this just the first phrase?

The interpretation of music by this sound almost reaches their most perfect imagination of this sound.

when……

Not everyone can live with the first person they fall in love for the rest of their life, and not everyone can have a perfect love.

However, he was afraid that he would not be worthy of her and felt that he could not give her anything other than playing the piano.

The moment the first sound came down, they seemed to hear a sigh.

"Yes, this piece has been played so badly that it can even be regarded as one of Chopin's most famous nocturnes. Before I listened to him, I really didn't expect that he could interpret some different feelings?"

"18 points are a bit too low. After all, he is very mature in technology and his musical expression is really good. The biggest problem now is that his Chopin still has some problems, so I suggest 21 points."

This feeling of pain made everyone frown and look sad.

Everyone was stunned. Whether it was the other contestants or the judges, they looked at the Fu Di playing, and goose bumps instantly surged.

"Awesome, very awesome!"

So, what was Chopin doing when he was writing this nocturne? From time to time, he also had someone he liked, sitting behind him and staring at him, but he didn't dare to come forward to confess his love?

Fu Di didn't know, and he didn't care. He just suddenly remembered this when he was practicing in the piano room and felt a little uncomfortable.

All kinds of emotions were integrated into Fu Diao's performance, spreading from the resonance box, flowing down the steps, gradually submerging everyone.

The judges whispered their suggestions and discussed the results of Fu Diao's competition.

"Why do you all think he has a problem? I think he expressed his own ideas, and I personally will give him a score of 24."

Fu Diao's qualifiers score is almost certain, with the total score definitely around 21 points, and it may be a little more upward, nor will it be too much.

After all, masters are also human beings. Many masters may not be able to perform 100% of their concerts, and they are mostly playing, so it is actually difficult for them to hear such good performances as Fu Tu.

There is light and darkness.

"This tone interpretation is something."

There is pride and there is struggle.

As Fu Diao's last sound fell, all the judges also filled in the results of Fu Diao's qualifiers, handed the list to the staff next to him, and nodded slightly at Fu Diao who had stood up and left the curtain call to show encouragement.

Their eyes were indescribable at a loss.

Power, speed, duration of stay.

Fu Diao sighed for no reason, raised his fingers and fell down.

The advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and for high scores, this is enough.

It is now 2015? More than a hundred years have passed since she was alive. Even if she is still alive, she may have become a centenarian, and it is already strange that she can walk and eat normally.

This tone is perfect!

It’s just that the first note at the beginning, no, not just the first note, but even the first phrase. You can even say that this work is a master-level performance!

Only those masters from all over the world can barely see this kind of performance, and the master must perform normally.

"I'll give you 21,22 points here. It feels like this score is almost the same. That's it."

The piano sound was tactful, and the judges looked at each other and finally sighed.

“…”

"Overall, the score of 21 points is similar. I like his personal style quite well, but one problem is that I always feel that he doesn't look like a Chinese player, but rather a bit like an American or a French player?"

"It's actually okay to feel different. How can I say that people who understand similarly to him are not as good as him and are better than him, and those who understand better than him are completely different from the same level."

After all, on the judges, Fu Diao's advantages and disadvantages are very obvious, and his level is sufficient, but Chopin is not enough.

Sinking in the piano.

The expressions of several judges were also extremely entangled.

Everyone didn't know what to say for a moment.

It's not about the scores of Fu Tu, but about the music.

Good or good, it's too sad and sad.

Obviously! Not!

The link after the first phrase ended also achieved perfection and ultimate success!

"hiss!"

"Music expression is almost considered to be in the qualifiers. The strongest among the people I have seen, and his technical level is also very good. There are a little problems with the selection of songs, and the Chopin doesn't feel that they play enough. My suggestion is 18 points."

She is full of expectations for love and wants to show her talent for music to the one she likes.

An extremely rich sense of melancholy spread from the piano in an instant, and soon soaked the entire concert hall.

Who hasn’t had a few sad experiences, and who hasn’t had someone they like?

Fu Di's music inexplicably aroused the indescribable youth of the judges, and only a few judges' expressions did not change at all.

Fu Di didn't have any special thoughts. After all, when he was on the boat, people applauded and smiled at the end of each performance, so he had long been accustomed to it and had no idea of ​​the deep meaning of the judges.

He bowed three times in a row before turning around and leaving.

But unexpectedly, just as soon as he walked out of the backstage, a staff member came over.

"Ms. Dior Fu, Ms. Mata Agridge, commissioned me to consult you. Do you have time tomorrow night? She hopes to meet you and discuss your work."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!