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Chapter 255 The Tuner

A real pianist, with both virtue and skill, not only surpasses ordinary people in terms of superb skills, moral character and personal accomplishment.

Watching Liao Yuan kneeling on the floor and bending over to sign autographs for fans, both Wilde and Peter were moved.

The crowd at the scene was quickly evacuated.

After Wilde revealed his identity to Bruschi, he came to Liao Yuan, smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Liao, we meet again."

"Hello."

Liao Yuan looked at Wilde, a little surprised: "I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Yes, sometimes when fate arrives, you can't stop it."

Wilde laughed loudly: "But Mr. Liao, in fact, I learned that you are coming to Austria, so I hurried here. Fortunately, I arrived in time. Mr. Liao didn't leave, otherwise it might be a waste of time. Let me tell you Mr. Liao introduced a gentleman, he is Peter Leighton, a famous Russian musician, he is also the deputy secretary-general of the Geneva Competition Union, and the chairman of the jury of this Tchaikovsky Competition."

Peter took off his gentleman hat, smiled and extended his hand to Liao Yuan: "Mr. Liao, hello."

After listening to Wilde's introduction, Liao Yuan had a thoughtful expression on his face. He held out his hands and said, "Hello."

"Mr. Liao."

Peter said seriously: "As August said, we are here to visit you on a special trip. We were honored to listen to your performance just now, and we feel that our trip is worthwhile."

Liao Yuan smiled and said, "I don't know what Mr. Peter wants from me?"

Peter said seriously: "The Tchaikovsky Competition will be held in Moscow soon. On behalf of the jury, I extend an invitation to you. I hope you can serve as a judge for the competition."

Liao Yuan was stunned.

Not only Liao Yuan, but even the staff at the scene around him couldn't help but look over when they heard this sentence.

The Tchaikovsky Competition is one of the three world-renowned music competitions. It is held every four years, and there are three performances, namely, the piano group, the violin group and the vocal group.

The committee of the Tchaikovsky Competition is composed of well-known Russian musicians, and the judges are selected from musicians from all over the world, including famous performers, music scholars, professors, conductors and previous winners of the competition. The performance of the contestants is judged and the winners are selected.

Each competition is held in June of that year and is a three-stage knockout round.

Everyone was just surprised to hear the name of this competition, but they were just surprised that Peter invited Liao Yuan to be the judge.

After all, Liao Yuan's outstanding piano performance just now has conquered all the audience present, and Liao Yuan's past experience can also be regarded as a manifestation of his strength.

Even if you want to be a judge, it's normal. The only shortcoming is probably being too young.

Liao Yuan hesitated slightly.

If it is just for competition, Liao Yuan has no worries. Whether it is "Swan Lake" or "Nutcracker", he can play it with ease. race.

But if he is only 26 years old and wants to go to the Tchaikovsky Competition, one of the world's highest music halls, to serve as a judge, even if he believes in himself, in the eyes of others, he is still too young after all.

The topics and criticisms that will arise at that time will be a long-term distress.

Witnessing this situation, Wilde couldn't help but said: "Mr. Liao, just serve as a judge and comment on the works of the competition. There will be no risk. This is one of the highest music competitions in the world. It is very meaningful to participate in it." of."

Peter also smiled and said: "There is no need to reply immediately, Mr. Liao, you can consider it temporarily. The competition will be held in June, and there are still nearly four months to consider. As long as you give us a reply in advance in the last month, we will A review chair will be reserved for you."

Liao Yuan nodded, and suddenly asked, "What are the registration requirements for this event?"

Both Peter and Wilde were stunned.

"You want to sign up? No, no, no, don't be joking, you scared me."

Peter patted his chest and said in surprise, "You will be absolutely crushed if you participate in the competition. In that case, the competition will lose its meaning."

Wilde grinned when he heard this.

Ma De, I wanted Liao Yuan to participate in the competition on the way here, but now that the market is not right, I immediately changed my tone...

Liao Yuan smiled and said, "There is a violinist in our company who is very talented. I think she can give it a try."

Hearing this, Peter breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Of course it is possible. The Tchaikovsky Competition has three competition groups, including the violin competition. As long as they enter the country legally, anyone with aspirations from all over the world can participate."

Afterwards, Peter and Liao Yuan exchanged contact information.

Before leaving, Peter smiled and said: "The Moscow State Tchaikovsky Conservatory lacks excellent professors in the piano department. If Mr. Liao is interested, we can discuss this in detail, and the salary will be world-class."

After Peter and Wilde left, Liao Yuan returned to the crew and saw the director Bruschi enviously saying: "The Tchaikovsky Conservatory of Music is a world-class conservatory. If you teach in Moscow, you will definitely be loved by the people."

Liao Yuan was speechless.

At this time, Chen Muen also came over and handed Liao Yuan's mobile phone: "Your Weibo automatically sent your birthday information Weibo."

Liao Yuan took the phone and glanced at it, and saw that on his Weibo, more than 20 people sent birthday wishes on his Weibo.

He was a little dazed.

Now that something has happened, Liao Yuan, Chen Muen and others also bid farewell to the crew and boarded the plane to return home.

The birthday passed in a foreign country without incident. Except for the birthday wishes of some family members, relatives and friends, no one seemed to care about this day. Liao Yuan didn't take it seriously either. After returning home, he continued to devote himself to his busy work.

Before that, he asked Pei Hongyu to practice Tchaikovsky's works more in preparation for the classical music competition in June.

At the same time, the crew of the micro-movie "Tuner" is ready.

The whole microfilm roughly tells the story of a piano tuner who pretends to be blind and witnesses a murder during a door-to-door piano tuning service.

This is the first microfilm directed and acted by Liao Yuan. After a simple opening ceremony, the recording began.

He has not systematically studied directing, but in his previous life he acted in a lot of box-office hit movies, plus he has the ability to write scripts, so, with just a little effort, Liao Yuan easily won the Golden Horse Award winner.

Therefore, he is absolutely confident in his acting skills.

However, self-confidence does not mean complacency.

Being an actor doesn't mean he won't make mistakes.

Therefore, in the two weeks before that, Liao Yuan went to the home for the blind to observe the behavioral characteristics and living habits of the blind.

Knowing oneself and knowing the enemy is the only way to be safe in a hundred battles.

Only by having a deep understanding of blind people can we successfully pretend to be blind and prevent customers from feeling cheated.

"Action!"

Donghai, a dilapidated apartment.

After the assistant Xiao Peng yelled, Xiao Huangyu's record began to be played quickly.

The night was dark, the walls were mottled, and in front of the closed resident's door, Liao Yuan, who was carrying a leather bag and wearing black sunglasses, rang the doorbell.

Filming officially begins.
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Thank you for another reward for watching the flowers bloom and fall, and pass tea to the boss!Thank you for falling in love with spiritual food, Xuan Wuyou, Lu Shengjian's musket reward, a guest came to the house temporarily, entertained, time passed two hours quickly... I was at a loss.

(End of this chapter)